Friday, September 22, 2017

The Friday Five Good Things

Five good things that happened this week.

1. Had our annual lunch at Legal Seafood with my cousin.

2. Met the new neighbors two doors up the street. They are a very nice, young couple.

3. Won some stickers from Magic Love Crow . Looking forward to fun mail.

4. I've been looking for cinnamon chips forever. On the way home from the train station, I stopped at Goretti's (small grocery store). For chuckles, I browsed the baking aisle. Goretti's had 4 bags of cinnamon chips left on the shelf. Greedy guts, I bought all 4 bags. Score!

5. Himself brought mums home for the front yard. Guess he didn't like my Morticia Petunias (i.e. dead flowers)

How was your week?

Thursday, September 21, 2017

Throwback Thursday - The Notebooks

To clear up some confusion, the Notebook passages posted on Throwback Thursday were written by my father and found by me after he passed away. They were his attempt to tell the family history. He was in his late 80s or early 90s when he wrote them. Today's chapter:

About a month after this incident, Betty showed up at the Boys Club as I was closing up. I heard the cellar door rattle and I went to check and there she was when I opened the door. She explained what had happened and we began again. Only this time it was not in the open. We had to meet at different places and she was helped by her friends. And on one occasion it was a ride in a car. Another at their home.

Of course I told the Arnolds what had happened. And she came over to Brigham Rd. and we had a nice time. Doris left us alone in the parlor and then I walked her close to her home just beyond the car barn and left her as she continued to walk home.

This continued until some time in the Winter. Betty worked for New England Telephone and Telegram. She was an operator and would call me on duty which was a no-no.

It must have been in Feb. heavy with snow on the ground she called me. Normally she came to the Club. And I waited for her but she did not show. I got stood up. Although I later figured out that her parents had either caught on with what was going on and put a stop to this or her parents picked her up. I did not hear from her again.

I continued with my part-time courses for credit and also had some of the girls interested in me at least I would catch them signaling to one another.

Had I been a full-time student. I might have returned the attention. But being part-time did not make me one of the class or student body I would attend and go to my next class if there was one or if only one course leave. While the rest of the class went to the next class or off to prior plans.

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

T Stands for Mystic

A couple of weeks ago, Red and I hit the road for a favorite outing. When our girlies were little, we used to take them along. Now, the trip to Mystic is our annual getaway. We missed the trip the past couple of years because Red had moved to New Mexico. With moving back to Massachusettes, and work schedules, this was the first time we could go.

It was raining and we drove through a downpour.

We know we're close when we pass Foxwoods Casino. I've never been to the casino, though on a return trip home, Red got turned around by the GPS and we ended up driving through tribal lands.

The weather cleared as we got to our destination. 

Olde Mystick Village is a tourist destination. It's a collection of shops from gardening to Wiccan. Some of the shops carry expensive jewelry, clothing, knick-knacks. Red was thinking of getting a new sweatshirt, but $50 was too much. If you're looking for an unusual gift this is the place where you might find the gift for someone who has everything.

Cardinal and bird figurines in the garden shop.

The ducks were busy rooting for goodies in the grass.

This fellow had a beautiful blue stripe on his wing.

I wasn't able to take lots of pictures inside the shops. I got some frowny looks from the proprietors. I think they thought I was casing their joint. The bath and body shop advertised a good place to take a selfie. We did, but not sure Red would want me to upload our photo on the Internet.

We pass Franklin's General Store a few times as we meander along. It's usually the last stop we make to purchase fudge. They have delicious fudge in lots of varieties. They also hand out fudge samples. So we stopped in for an appetizer before heading to lunch.

We usually stop to grab a bite to eat at a sandwich shop called the Ten Clams, but Ten Clams moved out. We ended up at Mango's Wood-Fired Pizza Co.

I had a meatball sub (grinder/hero/hoagie), a Coke, and we shared a bag of rosemary and olive oil potato chips.

The duck pond was busy.

The cooking store we always visit opened up a second shop that sold table linens, china, and other items for entertaining. I loved the blue and white tablecloth and the Willow ware teapots and teabag holders.

The Scandinavian shop is another favorite of ours. They have some beautiful and hysterially funny greeting cards.

Red bought this tee-shirt to salute her Viking roots. I thought I had taken a picture of the front which was a horde of Vikings.

Holly bushes reminding us Winter is Coming.

Gorgeous and unusual items in this jewelry and gift shop. Out of my price range.

After a fun day out time to head home. This time driving by the casino on the highway and not through the tribal lands.

My purchases. Jars of flavored honey. The honey shop had 3 dozen varieties and allowed tasting. I tasted every single one. So hard to decide, but I selected lavender, cinnamon, and coconut. Got the same for my cousin, except instead of coconut, I got her blackberry. The gift box came with a wooden, honey wand.  At the cook shop, I picked up new, blue turning spatulas. At the linens and entertaining shop, I got the Blue Willow, tea bag holders. I also found adorable, kitty wine glass markers with an Ink kitty in the package. At Franklin's I bought a block ( 1/2 lb.) of Snickers fudge (caramel and peanuts) and a block of Mystic Fudge (dark and light chocolate marbled together). For Himself, a jug of real maple syrup.

Drop by hosts, Bleubeard and Elizabeth's blog to find out what the rest of the T Stands For gang is up to. If you want to play, include in your Tuesday post a beverage or container for a beverage. Don't forget to link your blog to Bleubeard and Elizabeth's page.

Monday, September 18, 2017

Body, Mind, and Soul Planner

While Skyping with Nan she told me about an idea for a planner that combined items to feed body, mind, and soul. She asked me for some suggestions so she could create a personalized chart. Suggestions were for small steps that over time would become habits. I wasn't sure what she meant but sent her some items for the lists.

A few days after our Skype session, this fun envelope arrived in the mail. It was the only piece of mail for the day, and it was for me. And it wasn't a bill! 😸

Inside was this happy chart. I love the lettering and the mermaid. I really like the sentiment. Progress, not perfection. This saying fits with Wabi Sabi, the philosophy I try to keep in mind. Wabi Sabi: nothing is permanent, nothing is perfect, nothing is complete. Thanks, Nan for letting me play along with you. I hope I can keep up.

Sunday, September 17, 2017

How Does Your Garden Grow?

Winter is coming. Timex wedges himself inside the birdfeeder to stuff himself with seeds.

Yellow leaves fall like rain.

Hydrangeas fade

The weeds are still blooming.

Goldenrod and Heath asters form the sideline of the meadow.

This fellow was attracted to the goldenrod

The twin trees out back are in distress.

Looks like we'll have to call the tree removal service.

Winter may be coming, but Summer is trying to hang on. The morning glories never bloomed but this sunny fellow made an appearance.

How does your garden grow?

Saturday, September 16, 2017

Mermaid Fin

I had a hard time making the mermaid tail for the blanket turn out correctly. Lots of decrease and increase stitches. Fortunately, YarnUtopia included a detailed video of the entire blanket so I was able to follow along and crochet the tail. Tail was sewn to the blanket.

I made a small change to the instructions for the blanket. I thought the waist needed an edging to finish it, so I added a turquoise 5 rows of single crochet. 

Friday, September 15, 2017

The Friday Five Good Things

Five good things that happened this week.

1. Himself and I enjoyed the premiere of Season 3 of Outlander. It didn't disappoint.

2. Paid off the loan we took out for the Eldest's education. Woo hoo! One down. Two loans for the Young One to go!

3. The Young One had a visit with the GI. There is slow improvement, he wants her to continue another round of antibiotics and super probiotic.

4. Her blood tests came back normal.

5.Happy mail in the mailbox.

How was your week?

Thursday, September 14, 2017

Throwback Thursday - The Notebooks

To clear up some confusion, the Notebook passages posted on Throwback Thursday were written by my father and found by me after he passed away. They were his attempt to tell the family history. He was in his late 80s or early 90s when he wrote them. Today's chapter:

At that time, the Arnolds lived in a two family house, a short distance from the bus barn and next door lived a family that owned their house and they had two daughters and a son. The younger of the daughters was my age and we began to get friendly. She was a nice blue-eyed blonde. They were Irish and her name was Elizabeth. "Betty". At the time, she worked at New England Telephone and Telegraph.

On some nights that I was off, I would ask Doris to go to the movies with me while Charlie baby sat. Sometimes I would babysit.

Eventually, I asked Betty if she would go to dinner and the movies with me. She accepted.

I told Doris about my date and she said "wonderful" and also said to get her a little corsage, not expensive and to make sure that I held doors for her and not to let the restaurant waiter seat her. She said make sure you do this.

So when the hour came I went next door to pick up my date and it was a nice evening.

And other nights, I would play ball with her brother.

Betty and I began dating more often and we began to become a two-some.

In the Fall, I began taking college courses, which was the start of my getting credits for graduation in the future. Anyway, it put me on the route to become a social worker. Which made Charlie happy, that I would follow in his footsteps. He was also becoming more and more my mentor.

In the meantime, Betty and I began dating more often and this would cause some fears for her parents. That our relationship would lead to a situation where they felt that it would take time for me to complete my studies and while she and I did not consider any future plans. Her parents were not happy that she was not dating other young men.

Our relationship continued and it looked like more of a courtship.

Anyway, unbeknown to me at the time, her parents talked to Charlie as to my prospects and how much time would it take for me to complete my education. Of course, at m y rate it would take more than 4 years. [ed: Dad was enrolled in Portia College and taking classes at night]

The talk with Charlie occurred in December of my second year. We were still minors at the time. [ed: under the age of 21]

At that time, Charlie had moved much earlier that year, after some difficulty with his landlord and most of the year was spent at Brigham Road in Waltham. A much better place as it was a single family house.

I had bought some presents for her and gave them to her. Not long after Christmas of that year, I went home. When I got back to the Arnold's, I went directly to my room and saw on my bed, the gifts that I had given Betty and wondered what the hell the problem was.

I went downstairs and Doris was distressed. She told me that I had gone up too fast and she didn't have time to be able to talk with me. And she explained. But that crushed me. I wondered why for weeks. And that was when Charlie explained the confrontation with Betty's parents. But he did leave it with them. That if we disregarded the decree of her parents. Who were concerned that it would take too long a time for me to finish my college with a daughter that would also be older who was ready for marriage at that time. And in the interim would I still be there for their daughter as I would find someone else at school.

The situation shattered me and Charlie said I should not hold anything against Betty as she probably felt the same way. Big deal it didn't help me.

[ed: Dad had told me this story before, but had mentioned something else that concerned Betty's parents. He didn't put this in the Notebook. The main reason Betty's parents wanted to break up the young couple was that Dad was Italian. There was a lot of prejudice against Italians at this time. The sensational trial of Sacco and Vanzetti was probably still fresh in people's minds.]

Tuesday, September 12, 2017

T Stands For Open House

Last Thursday, the Worcester Art Museum held its annual Fall Open House to coordinate with class registration. The Open House was held in the Higgins Education Wing. Down this corridor, to the left and a sharp right into Studio 100. 

The corridor is lined with student artwork from the Summer classes. The student artwork is amazing. So much talent.

Faculty members were assigned seats. (Usually, we have festival seating where you sit where you want). Faculty bring artwork to display or do a demonstration for prospective students. My studio assistant, Ben Dover, held my table sign. He got tired of walking up and down the table so he made himself comfortable on an illuminated wooden block. 

On my table is my travel mug. Light refreshments are served, but tea or coffee is not available. I'm in the habit of having a cup of tea after dinner. So this time, instead of dying for a cup of tea, I brought my own.

Some of my work on display. An exemplar, the illuminated quote on my blog header, homework for Reggie's class, a book of commissions I've done, Wish, a handmade book, and a Rolodex of ATCs. The one displayed is on a piece of Sumingashi paper with a silhouette of Ink, and the card reads I play with Ink

Light refreshments of vegetables and dip, candy, and flavored seltzer water. No tea. I was glad I brought my own. I don't like eating at this event as someone usually comes up to chat while my mouth is stuffed. I did have a fun-size, Nestle Crunch bar.

The event was sparsely attended. Probably due to the fact that the New England Patriots football team were playing their season opener which was going to be televised. The guests that did attend were enthusiastic so that made up for the low numbers, and

it gave faculty members a chance to wander around and socialize. We don't get much of a chance to get to know each other or 

to watch the demonstrations.  Some former students stopped by to say hello which was nice.

There's still time to register for classes. Visit the registration page. Seats are still available in both sessions of A Taste of Calligraphy.   😸

Drop by hosts, Bleubeard and Elizabeth's blog to find out what the rest of the T Stands For gang is up to. If you want to play, include in your Tuesday post a beverage or container for a beverage. Don't forget to link your blog to Bleubeard and Elizabeth's page.

Monday, September 11, 2017

Mermaid Tail Blanket

Besides the baby blanket, I mentioned I was also making a mermaid tail, and I was asked what a mermaid tail was (is). A mermaid tail is a blanket shaped like a cocoon or a pouch. You slip your legs in to keep you toasty. There's a decorative, tail fin sewn to the bottom of the cocoon.

The front of the blanket. The shell pattern and variegated colors of yellow, white, blue, green, aqua and yellow are supposed to resemble fish scales.

The back of the blanket is opened to make getting into the cocoon easy. The bottom of the cocoon is sewed from the feet up to the ankles or mid-calf.

I've picked turquoise to crochet the tail. I thought continuing with the variegated yarn would make the blanket too busy. I'm having some difficulty with the tail. I can't seem to get the triangle shape right.

This is what the blanket is supposed to look like with the tail attached. The pattern comes from YarnUtopia. Fortunately, the author also included a video tutorial so hopefully, I'll be able to follow along to crochet the tail.

Sunday, September 10, 2017

How Does Your Garden Grow?

This mourning dove enjoys sitting by the water.

On early morning rounds to fill the feeders, the moon was still out.

Nearly 2 inches of rain this week.

A mourning dove was sitting on Ink's statute. Byt the time I took the picture, he was taking off.

The squirrel sat on the perch to get the seeds, but he's too heavy so his weight closes the hatch.

The grackles arrived en masse at the back feeder for an afternoon snack. They are preparing for their winter migration. Usually, they arrive in mid-October. Don't know if their early arrival portends an early or bad Winter. I hope they just found an easy food supply. Maybe sometimes a grackle is just a grackle.

The front feeder sees some grackle action, too.

The oak trees leaves are starting to turn yellow. The oaks drop their leaves late in November.

The leaves of the tall maple are starting to turn red. These will be the first leaves to fall within the next week or two.

How does your garden grow?