primsong: (fireplace)
We've been spending some time with community theater lately, as my daughter went back to her former high school to be the director for their play this year (a Sherlock Holmes mystery/comedy that went very well, we were sold out for 2 of the 3 performances) - now she's decided to do another play over the summer with cherry-picked students. I'm just on the side-lines, as help for costumes and props - which in this case means I apparently need to figure out how to produce 16-20 fire-pokers.

Real ones would be heavy, dangerous and expensive - so I'm thinking wood dowels with fleur-de-lis style curtain finials on the ends painted black might work.... not sure about the handles. Maybe the local wood working shop will have some turnings that would be the right look. Hmm...
primsong: (one hoo hoo)
My son just walked through the kitchen proclaiming in his best announcer voice:
"To err is human. We are all breathing our own kind now. That is all. Thank you."

primsong: (panda bounce)
So - My daughter was at a grocery store recently - a very small boy came along pushing one of those tiny 'shopper in training' type mini-shopping carts they have for kids to "help" with.  He toddled his cart right over to the display of toilet paper and with effort, hefted a huge package of TP onto it. 
Child: *in small, lower-case child's voice*: "We can't forget this, 'cause it's about all I do!"
Mom (nodding): "Yep. Yep, that's right."

primsong: (beach)
Our Japanese exchange gal came back once this week and will be with us again this weekend just because she likes my family, which is a nice compliment. We're taking her to Cannon Beach tomorrow including possibly the classic clam-chowder thing with a stop at Camp 18, an old logging camp turned restaurant with plenty of monstrously HUGE logs making the main building and such. Packing along our leftover sparklers from 4th of July to play with on the beach... her group had a "Thanksgiving Dinner" this week as apparently turkey and cranberries are hard to come by in Japan, feels like all we're missing is baseball (they had apple pie). Campbells Condensed Americana, served in a sourdough bowl.
primsong: (pi)
Messing around in the kitchen my daughter and I added the following to our mugs of coffee:
a pinch of ground cardamom
a bit of rosewater
a sprinkle of cinnamon
cream (in our case, soy creamer)

Oh. My. Gracious. This makes my eyes roll around in a good way, and little happy noises keep involuntarily following sips.  Add a northwestern foggy morning outside, a cheery candle burning in the kitchen window and a cat who wants pettings - This is the Life.
primsong: (cookies)
Came out of my local grocery store to find one of the families from our church selling Girl Scout cookies with their daughters, who ran over to give me a hug.  My thought wasn't "Yay, friends!" but rather "Oh blast, now I'm obligated to buy a box of overpriced cookies."

Got the peanut-butter ones, a paltry number in the box for my 4 bucks but oh well... the girls were happy and now we have Unexpected Cookies to go with lunch today.

We have a Japanese exchange student with us for a couple days, so I guess peanut butter is a pretty American flavor to have in the house... she liked the pancakes we made for breakfast for the same reason (let's see... what would be expected at an American house in the morning?) - so far so good. Hope everyone is having a good weekend!
primsong: (brig snerk)
Overheard snippet of conversation:

"I'd like to see those Sherlock things someday."
"What Sherlock thing? What about Sherlock?"
"Those Sherlock things, the ones with Bipnbop Crinkledink."
"Oh those! Yeah, they're really good!"

I love that there wasn't even a pause, it's so completely understandable in today's world.

Old Trek

Feb. 27th, 2015 10:43 am
primsong: (old school)
Aw - rest in peace, Leonard Nimoy.... what a great contribution he brought to the crazy-mazy world of early sci-fi for television.  Old Trek just wouldn't have been the same without his inclusion in that Great Triumvirate of Cheese, Kirk/Spock/Bones.  A salute to the talented Mr. Nimoy is in order as he and Dee settle in to wait for Shatner.

I was only a low-level Trekkie but I have a friend who really went in for it (classic only, thank-kew) - I'll have to check in with her and see how she's doing, she'll be wanting someone who will listen to her talking about him and his character for a while I expect.
primsong: (snoopy wag)
SO - last year my daughter's best friend, Sarah, went to Korea to teach English there.  She contacted us at the end of last month to ask about whether we might be willing to put up a Korean girl who would be visiting the States and was in need of a safe place to stay.  We agreed to it for a small fee to cover her meals and spent the last couple of days cleaning out our guest room so a stranger could come and live with us for a month, trusting Sarah's judgment that she would be okay as a houseguest.  We set it up with a tea basket and hot-pot in the room and even put a chocolate on the pillow, kind of getting into the "I guess we're a temporary bed-and-breakfast" thing. We were told she 'speaks English pretty well' and had her own transport, and that she'd heard about my daughters and was looking forward to meeting them.

The day passed and we were growing concerned that we didn't have contact info for the girl, who was supposed to have arrived in the country.  We put a sign out at the end of our driveway with her name on it, lacking any other way to contact.  We couldn't reach Sarah, but she'd said she was going to be away from the city where there was spotty wi-fi at best... As it grew dark we fretted that there was some lost sojourner out there somewhere, as our house is difficult to see from the road.

Then a car pulled up! Hoorah!  At last! Then Sarah got out! Wait........what?????  SARAH, what the HECK are you doing here in the US instead of Korea???? And where is the mystery guest???? 

Turns out the Korean girl she'd told us about did not exist except in the form of Sarah herself, who 'speaks English pretty well'.  The name she'd made up simply meant 'my darling' in Korean.  My daughter is over the moon - her best friend is miraculously here in our house and will be with us for a month.  Well done, Sarah, well done.


Feb. 12th, 2015 05:09 pm
primsong: (hamster smooch)
So, what are you doing for Valentine's this year?  My hubby will be off serenading other people in singing Valentines as a fundraiser, so my kids and I at this point are just planning on staying home and eating cookies, but perhaps some other idea will present itself. 

I didn't manage to make valentine cards for our preschool teachers like I'd planned to, so I stopped by a local bakery and got them each a tiny cherry or blueberry pie of their very own, they even came in adorable tiny pie boxes.  I decorated them with shiny heart stickers and a message and left them in the school office where they were apparently much appreciated.  I know there are those who give Valentines a bum rap because of the romance thing, but I love it, it's a great holiday for just encouraging nice people and leaving them a small treat, it doesn't have that weight of expectation that Christmas can have so they are always pleasantly surprised.  And I like the look of it, decorating with paper hearts and lacy doilies and nice smelling candles is a gentle look.
primsong: (books)
Just a quick book rec!

I expect there are many people out there for whom this item being in existence is old news, but I was scoping out the kids fiction at my local library (I very much like Avi and was hoping for a title I hadn't read yet) and what did I come across but "Fortunately the Milk" by Neil Gaiman.

Checked it out immediately. Read it all before bedtime. Chortled much. Go forth to your own libraries and pick this up for this great 'bedtime story' expertly spun by the best.
primsong: (snood)
We got two new flavors of rooibos from Tea for All Reasons in the mail today. She's my new fave tea lady on Etsy... the Mama's Spicy Carrot Cake is our 'dessert' tonight and it's fabulous with a splash of cream, mmmm!  Going to try out the "Pot o' Gold" next (cacao bits, calendula leaves, tiny peppermint shamrocks, vanilla - ooh yeah)

And this is me at this point, with a bright colored afghan one of my dear online friends, Daughter of Kings, made gracing the couch behind:

Rockin' the (very) short hair!

primsong: (zucchini)
We're trying to incorporate more veggies again here, having slowly drifted off into meat-and-starch land for a time and doing a course correction in tandem with our annual church fast.  Today's dinner is cabbage wedges roasted with sweet onion slices and a drizzle of olive oil - which made me wonder, cabbage being such a versatile thing, what are some of your favorite ways to put a bit of cabbage in your life? 
primsong: (hamster smooch)
Hoorah! I have my last radiation treatment thing this afternoon and I am SO ready to 'graduate' - my only regret is it means I won't be around to see the finished version of the huge jigsaw puzzle all of the patients and their friends poke away at while waiting for their turns and it's *soooo* close to being done. ;-)   I'm starting to heal up and now have a very nice tan in a place I definitely can't show off.

My hair is coming in! Yay!  Maybe only a quarter of an inch long at this point but hey, it's hair!  Woo!

I tend to check it every morning in the mirror to exhort it to grow faster but I don't think it's listening too well. It looks like it's the same color (dark blonde), I'm wondering if my waves are also going to be the same - it would be fun to at least get *some* variety after all this. 

Here's looking forward to 2015!  Was a quiet one here, I think because it was too cold for anyone to want to go outside and made noise like they usually do (including us!).
primsong: (jo keys)
One of the many valuable lessons my mother passed on to me was "Be nice to yourself.  You can't expect other people to read your mind and then feel all neglected because you didn't get what you wanted."

There's really no reason to sit around wishing you had The Thing and bemoaning that your life doesn't have that Perfect Person in it who can "prove their love" by somehow magically reading your mind.  Be nice to yourself.  No one knows exactly what you really want but you.  Go get The Thing and wrap it up, if you like, so you can open a present that is exactly what catches your fancy and warms your heart.  You're worth it.
primsong: (monkeys)
And there there's that thing where you are so relieved and proud of yourself that you got ALL of your Christmas cards done in a mostly-timely manner and one arrives in the mailbox from a friend you completely forgot about when doing your cards.

Well, crumbmuffins - I had just the right number of cards and now I need to find ONE more.
primsong: sunrise over Haleakala (clouds)
Well, I'm past the halfway point for my radiation (yay!) - and one odd side-effect they never warned me about is rediscovering that I rather like jigsaw puzzles. :-D 

They have a great one going on the table in the room I wait around in for my turn each day and it's been fascinating enough I go back to it afterwards and sometimes spend another 20 minutes trying to find "that piece" to finish "that part" I was working on when I was interrupted to go hang out on a radiation table for a few minutes.  Oh, and that one part of me is getting "a nice tan" as they say... It looks like a square of my body has been sneaking off to the islands and not taken the rest of me along - a notion amplified by the palm tree decor and the sign on the treatment room that says "Tropical Room".
primsong: Scan from an old Dr. Who magazine (find tardis win game)
I was at a little Polynesian market yesterday to fetch some coconut milk and found a marvelous thing - high cocoa-content chocolate sprinkles from the Netherlands that had a tempting picture on the front of the package indicating it was intended to be generously heaped as a bread topping.  I took a package home (I like to get one thing I've never tasted before each time I'm there), and....aaaaaaahhhh.....seriously, you should try this, folks. Hot toast with a touch of butter then GOBS of dark chocolate sprinkles strewn and heaped on it so it gets slightly melty, oh wow.

I'll never want those waxy cheap brown 'chocolate' sprinkles again, this is the life.
primsong: (fireplace)
Glargh I am so tired of hot flashes... Y'see, I had an ovarian cyst out many, many moons ago and the result is (as was predicted) a slightly earlier than ususal array of Instant Visitations to the Spontaneous Tropical Vacation events every lady gets a few tickets to in the tail end of their life.  How in the world does a person dress for winter, all snuggly warm, when at any unexpected moment it is SUDDENLY 90 DEGREES AND I'M APPROACHING THE SURFACE OF THE SUN... and then it's just a typical cool winter again? 

I've taken to packing a folding fan with me everywhere I go because it isn't like I can just abruptly strip down to my skivvies in public settings or something. I have five or six in different colors now.  Fans that is, not skivvies.  
primsong: (cookies)
It's definitely "that season" again - coming from a Christmas party that had rockin' gingerbread cake with spiced whipped topping and cream-cheese-and-nutmeg stuffed dates to holiday events with everything from brandy beans to peppermint cookies going by it's hard to know what comes next.

We have our church Christmas event this coming Sunday, so I'm busy making marshmallow popcorn balls and green tree-shaped spritz for that, at the rate we're going I may not even need to make any Christmas cookies this time around as we'll already be full up on enough goodies to cause us to all roll out the door like that girl that turned into a blueberry in the Willy Wonka thing... but y'know... there's still those soft sugar cookies with lemon in them... and the peanut butter balls dipped in chocolate....and that amazing fruitcake with all the wine in it....

What are you making this year? Any extra good things orbiting past you?


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