primsong: (squirrel)
We're off to a slam-bang starter for this year as hubby is on the road to his new job down south in a car full of clothing and whatnot and I'm trying to find my way out of all the holiday things to put away/throw out/use up.  Daughter moved into a rented room on the coast at the same time so she is no longer hotel hopping. 

I was crazy-busy overseeing our church Watch Night while they were scrambling and launching from home, managed to get through our annual overnight prayer & worship event complete with breakfast at sunrise and staggered home to a house now only inhabited by Son, cat and parakeets. 

Ran out of time to find a new car before he had to go, so he's going to just look for one down there and drive it up when he finds it rather than risk a mechanical lemon as he's the one who knows what he's looking at under the hood.  Pbbbblt!
primsong: (starry sky)
I love all the way Christmas lets me release my inner magpie as it suddenly becomes socially acceptable to SHINY SHINY everything.   My tree is decked out with lots of white, gold and silver this year and got a new package of white tinsel to go with the lights around the windows instead of the same old tinsel I recycle again and again.  It's really quite lovely, like when multi-colored lights outside are buried in just a bit of snow so the colors shine through the white.

What colors did you end up with on your tree this year?  I know some folks like the tradition of the same decor each year, I like to mix it up.
primsong: (jetpack)
My son landed one of those seasonal "drivers helper" jobs at UPS, so this week he's been decked out in brown and riding in the jump seat by an open (brrr!) door as a UPS truck rips along from house to house.  He enjoys it but he allowed himself to be a 'computer potato' this past year and it's catching up with him in spades. On top of it, he landed one of the most hilly neighborhoods in this area three times running.  As he said, "Hell is when you have a heavy package to deliver up an incredibly steep, long, dark driveway - and you are on a timer but your legs are broken."

He limped downstairs with me last night to watch "The Bachelor" - I found it at the library and knowing it to be a modern remake of Buster Keaton's "Seven Chances" wanted to see what they did with it.  Better than I expected, some hat-tips to Keaton's version and quite a good show really, totally worth it just for the shots of a tsunami of brides surging through the streets after one desperate man in a tuxedo.  Turned out to be a chick-flick that a guy with sore legs can apparently enjoy too. 

And here comes Christmas decorating time!  Have fun, everyone.
primsong: (cookies)
Seriously, one of the best things about Thanksgiving is my fridge is stuffed with leftovers and not only do I not have to cook for like three days or something, but I also get to eat pumpkin pie with whipped cream for breakfast.  Oh yeahhhh.
primsong: (panda bounce)
I broke down and got a box of cherry turnovers from the day-old rack at the supermarket bakery and as my son and I were sharing this loot I commented how I always love cherry turnovers and cherry pie.  He asked why and I realized it's partly because I miss George Washington.

When I was a kid George Washington's Birthday was still its own holiday, not this "Presidents Day" thing we have now.  It came in February and the classes in school learned about him and the apocryphal tale of his chopping down the cherry tree and not telling a lie when his father asked him about it  - probably because much of the theme of this holiday was about teaching children about being honest as much as it was about history.  We had cherry pie and cherry turnovers and cookies shaped like little hatchets, made fake "powdered wigs" out of curled white construction paper and decorated with red, white and blue crepe paper.  He was the Father of Our Country and we were happy and proud about it.

I'd love to see George Washington's Birthday come back as a holiday again, it was a good one, honesty never goes out of style - a shame to have it fade away. 
primsong: (starry sky)
Can't believe October is already coming to a close, I'm scrambling to get my costume and decor ready for this year's Trunk or Treat where we decorate our cars and hand out candy from the trunks in the church parking lot.  Last year we got a downpour that drove everyone inside, I'm hoping it will be drier this time around.  We usually get about 180 kids.

I'm using my silver dance wings and doing up an angel costume, complete with white wig and fluffy halo on a headband.  Sparkly blanket in the back of the car with twinkle lights and such should work, figure that way if it rains on us again its something relatively easy to transfer to a table inside and still have a theme. I did this once before a while back, the preschoolers eyes about pop out of their head when I slowly open the wings.  :-D
primsong: (zucchini)
Ah, St. Pat's! I love what a simple holiday it is. We wear green and I make a big honkin' tureen of corned beef with cabbage, parsnips, carrots, etc. - follow with some strong coffee with irish cream in it and that's it. My inner Irish person is happy to accept this annual dose of non-authentic Irish soul food.

May the wind always be at your back, etc. etc.
primsong: (lunch)
In spite of my best efforts my house always ends up awash in sweets other goodies over the holidays, I finally got down to business and threw out some of the remaining candies that were still here and there, tossed a handful of candy-canes (still have a pencil-cup-ful though) and sent some unopened things we were given to our local food cupboard.  Yay!

On the other hand, I found mincemeat filling on clearance at the local shop and ended up making not one but TWO mincemeat pies tonight.  My victories are apparently self-congratulatory and brief. 
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.


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: (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: (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?
primsong: (pears)
One thing about having a smallish number of relatives is every time we get together for a major holiday (I'm looking at *you* coming up, Thanksgving) it always feels like there really ought to be more people around, like a poorly attended party even though everyone invited showed up.   You know it's a bit pathetic when you try to have a board game going and if a couple people wander off to the kitchen or something you no longer have enough people to play.  :-p 

My eldest says she hopes she will get to marry a man who has a HUGE family so she can finally enjoy the chaos that comes with lots of cousins and aunties and so on at a holiday gathering.

Oh well. Back to buying the small ham and and teeny turkey for now.  Hope your own holiday plans are going well!
primsong: (lunch)
Phoo! I'm tired, must be time for bed.  Tomorrow is our big church picnic for Easter and I'm up to my ears in fixings for a huge green salad, glorified rice and two big pans of peach cobbler. Yay!  Plus I'll be doing the face-painting on the side. Makes for a busy but good event. I just have to finish one salad and I can hit the hay.

I'm attending two churches, my main one and the one that rents space in the main one, so I get to help with two Easter picnics, one this weekend and one next weekend, complete with two rounds of face-painting and two rounds of kiddie egg-hunts, probably going to walk my feet off but it's always such a cheery time with visitors that only come out of the woodwork for major holidays as well.  Thankfully, it looks like a clear day, it's been pretty rainy here, so we may be blowing in the breeze but at least we'll be dry.

Have a lovely Palm Sunday weekend, all!
primsong: (lunch)
I love St. Pat's Day even though my only connection genetically is via a half-Irish grandpa - I would still enjoy it even if that weren't the case.  You see, my favorite color is green and there are stores who have "anything green is on sale!" events (woo!) plus there's this marvelous excuse to make corned beef and cabbage, which I love but it's expensive so I can't normally rationalize it.  Yes, I know they don't really even eat that in Ireland itself, but hey, I'm not pretending to be authentic I'm just having fun.   Breakfast for my kids was porridge colored with green food coloring, and as I couldn't find any Irish Breakfast tea, we had Jasmine Green.   Oh well, why not toss in some Chinese?  It has the word "green" in it, right?

And yes, I know Protestants wear orange and Catholics wear green in some places, but that's not here where I am and I like green, so I wear green in honor of Patrick, who was obviously not a Protestant - it's all good.  I'm off to make Irish Soda Bread with lots of brandy-soaked currants and sultanas in it as a treat for our preschool teachers now. 

Have a great day, everyone!
primsong: (flamethrower)
Happy New Year to all and sundry!  Hey, go us! We made it to 2014!

As one of my pastors says, "Did you wake up this morning? Did you get out of bed? Then thank God that you woke up and had the use of your limbs.  Some people didn't wake up, some people can't get out of bed.  It's a wonderful day!"
Nothing is missed as much as the mundane when it isn't there, after all.

Fell asleep to the sound of fireworks going off in the surrounding neighborhoods, some of which sounded distinctly like they ought to be illegal but hey, at least they weren't followed by sounds of distress and/or sirens...shakes the dust off the trees for the new year, right?  Had subsequent dreams of people shooting holes in boats and trying to blow up a library, heh.

Hope it's a good day / month / season / year for everyone - I tend to be an optimist about the future for the most part, everything looks full of promise when it hasn't happened yet, same reason I love mornings. 
primsong: (headless news)
Where the heck did 2013 go?  It kind of rated somewhere down under the donkey-glop and other compostable nouns as years go, so I can't say I'll miss it much but at the same time part of me is still mildly surprised that I'm living so far in the future from my childhood that it is going to be blinkin' 2014 and I'm not only alive, I'm surprisingly functional.  As the wags like to say "Where's my flying car?" - why aren't we all living off nothing but little blue vitamin cubes or at least getting to clear the dinner table by pushing a button to smash all the recyclable dishes like Jane Jetson got to?

One mild goal for the new year is to start communicating with people who don't happen to live in my own house a little better, i.e. occasionally posting something online that is more than a heart at Tumblr.  Somehow I drifted away - I can't even say why, but my online time was smaller and so it became 'deal w Etsy shop, deal w email, check weather, check news' and if I had a few minutes to play, I tumbld.  Tumblr has the distinct advantage of being quick ('click heart. Done.') and easy to do with almost no meaningful connection or conversation with anyone else.  This can be good for brainless stress-release time and is an improvement over spending an hour clicking a rock on Runescape but still... somehow I've allowed myself to become too isolated.  Peaceful, but isolated.

So here I am.  I hope everyone is well, I fear I am far, far out of date on the daily lives of many dear people.  I'll pick up here and there, at least that's the intent.

Happy New Year.
primsong: (fireplace)
I've never been able to think of anything to do for New Years. I dislike resolutions because they invariably fall by the wayside, and I never cared for the taste of alcohol, plus I'm a morning person so I'm a zombie after 10pm. The most exciting thing that happens is putting up a new calendar.

Do you do anything that's more interesting? I'm open to suggestions!
primsong: (six)
Merry Christmas, Happy New Year and all other obligatory festive greetings, wishes and hopes for the best - just finished taking down my tree and my living room looks so empty without it, always surprising how quickly we adjust to something being 'normal' to have it there.

Germs knocked me out for a couple days, bleahhhh.... but one nice part of it was as I was laying in my bed being miserable my daughter came and propped up her laptop then started a the Big Finish audio in which Six meets Evelyn for the first time and then they go on an adventure involving Queen Mary and Queen Elizabeth... So I can FINALLY say I've heard a bit of the Audios, though not nearly enough for my preference as an hour later when she was no longer in the house I made the mistake of hitting the pause button for a moment...and the computer went to its login and I didn't have her password and Six and Evelyn were loooost to meeeeeee.... Hopefully I'll get to hear the rest of it later, now I want to know what happened. I do like Six when he isn't being blindingly rainbow and dogged by a whiny Peri.

Here's to another year, onward into the fray we go!
primsong: (snood)
Merry Christmas to everyone - hope all is well in your assorted households, palaces, balloons, hovels and floating shrimp boats...or wherever is currently 'home'.

Y'know, when we got this house I was blown away at the thought of having an extra room (think about it - EXTRA room. An extra one. Like, a whole room that is extra!) It quickly became half storage, half guest room and has seen pretty constant use. Friends, travelers, relatives, strangers, all kinds of people have been in there. More than one has lived there for an extended time.

So speaking of extended times - My folks sold their house and therefore had to move into their 5th-wheel. Technically. Actually, my mom would completely lose her mind living in a tiny 5th-wheel, so they're in our 'extra' guest room. How long? Who can say? Until they find a property they like well enough to buy. And they have a weiner-dog (our cat has mixed feelings on this part). Good thing we get along pretty well. Full house!

Time to go watch a Christmas show - maybe 'Shop Around the Corner,' I love Jimmy Stewart.


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