Archive for November, 2010

Thanks Giving!!!

Posted in Uncategorized on November 25, 2010 by drycreekherbs

The official start of the 2010 Holiday season is here. I went out this morning to see if I could do a few of Mom’s errands and in the process of finding NOTHING open, I made a few holiday calls: Stephanie and Carol. Think I will elaborate on each and much more. I am feeling artsy.

Steph was very glad to hear from me as I was on her list and she was on mine too, of course. Now she could take me off her holiday list. I totally got it. We simultaneously scratched each other off after trading heartfelt accolades. I love her so. Then a quick call to Carol to see how Al is doing and where they would be for dinner. Their feast will be at Alfie’s and Jayne’s…I am guessing that Karen, David, and Samuel will be there too. Kirstin, Andy, Lorenzo & Gioc presecco omo are going to the Balboni’s.




After the calls, I started to feel a little melancholy…I recognize that stalker. Ok, so now I am focusing on the high road so I decided to go take some photos that might depict why I am thankful even when it isn’t Thanksgiving. So here’s the list not in order of priority:

  1. My Dad. He was verrrrrrrrry funny and verrrrrrrry nice looking. I did get his sense of humor to a degree. I faulted everything bad in my life to his alcoholism. Now that he has been dead for 26 years, I am not mad at him any more. I wish I hadn’t wasted all that life energy feeling pitiful. I just wish he had been happier. A nice man took my photo at the Ft. Sam National Cemetery. I asked if I could take his photo. He said, “Yes, if you will take it of me next to my Dad’s truck.” He was visiting his Dad’s grave. It is a good picture of both of us!
  2. Diversity. I love the look of the Latino and his boots. I had to make two illegal U turns on Austin Highway to get his photo. He was pleased that I liked his boots.
  3. My Mom – she loves to snap beans.
  4. The San Antonio River Walk before the cold front and when it’s quiet. I may start wearing giant flowers in my hair like Brenda Starr.
  5. Brother Bill and Len when they love each other!
  6. Friends
  7. Turkey, macaroni and cheese, and McDonald’s carmel frappes
  8. Novelty

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La Traviata: A Fantastic Night at the Opera

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , on November 14, 2010 by drycreekherbs

First, I am just plain peevish. This is the second time I have produced this entry but I guess I didn’t save the first one because it is gone. It was a work of art.

Cover opera[3]render.htm Ok, I am past that pain. Yesterday Jackie and I headed south for our first opera of the season….We were incredibly lucky in that Stephanie, one half of the Hoover twins let us stay in her condo. This is the epitome of gracious hospitality. She moved out for the night so we could act like opera aficionados. Besides being smart and pretty, Stephanie is wise in the ways of happy hours. After a nice glass of wine in her chic home, she took us to the Four Seasons for drinks and appetizers before depositing us at the Long Center. We loved this opera. I don’t know that Jackie would agree, but it may be the first opera that I totally get. That may be because it is so much like Camille. Did I read that or did I read that Camille is a take off of La Traviata? At any rate, the tale was pretty straight forward: Hussy-cougar captivates young virile male. Father of young pup leans on hussy, aka Violetta, to let the boy go so as to protect both him and his sister’s reputation. As it would be, Violetta has the very bad TB. She takes the high road, leaves the lover. He goes ‘abroad’, she gets sicker, the Dad feels bad and spills his guts; the boy comes back just in time to hold Violetta before she dies. Everything was beautiful: the set, the costumes, the singing, and the dance.

During the intermission Jackie and I like to have a drink while we observe fashions on parade. Last night we focused on shoes. What I didn’t know74056_1598765782889_1648350145_1425521_1862288_n about shoes for this year! I was racked with shame for obviously I am a shoe-dullard. Now I didn’t have on Birkenstocks sandals, however, I did see them paired with lovely tiered, lace, tea-length dress. After all, this is Austin. Here is what I surmise. Stilettos are in. Better still, shoes that are red, leopard, zebra, toeless, or lucite, with ankle straps are reallllly in. This must be very stimulating for podophiliacs. Anyway, I felt like was wearing Buster Brown saddle oxfords. Jackie had on a spiffy 4″ heels with pointed toes. Honestly, she pranced around in those shoes like Cyd Charrise. Made me sick with envy. I would love to wear high, high heels but I would require a troupe of muscular young men wearing tight britches to keep me upright. I can dream. When it was all said and done, we had a super evening.

This morning we had breakfast at the South Congress Cafe. We both enjoyed their specialty Bloody Mary, made with local Tito’s vodka and combined with an infusion of bell peppers, onions, celery, lemons, limes, garlic and jalepeno! As the menu said, this is a full-flavor drink much like a full-figure–it has a kick, try it straight or a little dirty! Delicioso and very pretty.

San Miguel 2010: I am still under the magic spell!

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , on November 12, 2010 by drycreekherbs

DSC06690IMG_0597 Why is it I can’t get that place out of my psyche? Maybe I will move there someday….but I think not….it is too magical to live there every day. It would be like living on oreos and milk.

Barbara, Belinda, Susan H and I had a lovely traditional house–54 Chorro. It had 4 bedrooms and I was given the pent house on the 3rd floor….lovely and I burned a lot of calories getting up and down. May need joint replacement too. I loved it. What I want to do is write every single detail so I can savor each minute but that makes no sense. So highlights. Susan and I flew into Leon where we met up with Barbara who came in on a different airline. Belinda came the next day.

We had a cocktail party with Camie and Larry the first night. It was so wonderful to see the gang…ex-pats and returning friends. I think there were about 20 there. Oh, this is significant: We didn’t do the work. Camie sent her assistant and housekeeper to do it all…we contributed about $20.00 each for the cause. Photos don’t do it all justice.


So what were the highlights? There were so many. We shopped, of course. I bought too many belts and actually considered buying a brown leather bustier…but then where does one wear such in Salado? I could go visit Sally and

wear it…confirming, that I am a COSTUME girl. I didn’t buy it although Camie wrote today that she is thinking of sending it on to me. Len would really be scared if he saw that. OK, we also went to La Gruta for a swim and breakfast with Camie…it is a tradition, I think. We went to St. Paul’s church, the Panteon, the Fabrica La Aurora for a Halloween party/gallery crawl, shopped more–this time at Virgins, Saints, and Angels, and ate at old haunts as well as new ones. We flipped for La SIrena Gordo’s (The Fat Mermaid) shrimp and bacon tacos AND the ginger margaritas. We cheerfully accepted invitations to friends’ homes: Camie and Larry, Dennis and Gay, John Herron, and Peter Conway. Dang, I love the shallow life.

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We had an exceptional comida at Gail’s Sunday Restaurant…that’s what I call it. She was Jackie and Barbara’s host for the DOD tour a few years ago. She is so talented and a Food Science major. I am very impressed. We also went to a cooking class at the Sierra Nevada’s cooking school, Sazon. Divine, divine, divine tamales and a regional specialty, Day of the Dead bread, similar to brioche. Susan and Belinda were right in the thick of it.


The gals left and I stayed two extra days for self-indulgent time. I had a private tutor help me with my photography. Robert de Gast came to the house and gave me wonderful tips and instruction as well as critiquing my photos both good and bad. It was exceptional. I spent most of my ‘leisure time’ shopping, touring the new golf course community, and eating at the Sirena Gordo. I am leaving too much out. It was fabulous and unworldly. I love unworldly.   

Yikes, I am so behind in my journal. Also, today I am old.

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on November 12, 2010 by drycreekherbs

I am going to have to write backwards and post date the entries….like writing checks in the old days.

thumbnail.aspx.jpegI am sixty four (64) years old today. My Dad died when he was 63. This is a reminder to me–from me that I must keep the pedal to the metal!!! In another year, I can make as much money as I can get and still draw social security. My grandmother died before she received her first social security check. Ooops, I am sounding dark.

Len is still in Arizona so I have had a quiet, self-indulgent day. I did mindless sweeping this morning while I waited for the electrician. Then the BIG birthday present. Barbara A. came over and helped me find my gold jewelry that I had successfully hidden from any would-be thieves AND myself. I hid this ‘stash’ about 6 weeks ago…came back from a trip and couldn’t find it or remember anything about it. Only after a few days, did I remember that I put the stuff somewhere clever. I destroyed closets and drawers looking. Finally, I asked Susan L. to hypnotize me….not so much to locate the items but to CHILL. I was becoming a maniac. I knew, just knew, I would find them but I couldn’t stand the hyper vigilance. The hypnosis worked. I didn’t worry a bit after the session. Not so with my friends. The notion that I didn’t know where these baubles were made them nuts. Hence, Barbara to the rescue. She was first on the scene. If she had not been successful, Belinda was driving up from south east Texas with a divining rod! And Max had already started the interrogation as well as the search. I just couldn’t let him in all my drawers! As it turns out, it was a good thing. The loot was discovered in a storage container where I kept ancient-antiquated, feminine hygiene products. I am nuts. I love Barbara and will have to send her grandkids to graduate school.

Facebook: I am just getting the concept in my head. Social networking. Ok, well, this is kind of nice. I received a lot of birthday felicitations from folks I haven’t heard from in ions. One of the very best was from precious, dear, former student, Colby. The very first thing I heard this morning from my cozy bed was the ping notification on my phone that I had email. It was that dear boy, age 40 something–telling his old teacher nice things! Makes an old gal feel good to be remembered. Pam would have been pleased.

I thought I had a Library Board meeting but it turns out that we didn’t get the meeting posted, so after I got there I was ‘dismissed’ and went to Target all dressed up. Bought a couple of bags of Dunkin’ Donuts coffee then home. So now I am sitting here in leopard print, satin PJs drinking champagne. Life is good. Len may not be home for another week and by then I will be in Santa Fe taking two ‘Intensives’–PhotoShop and a Blurb Book Making class. I am so pumped. I will be staying at Susan H’s parent’s home about 7 blocks from the Plaza. I built in enough time to have one day to prowl around. I am looking for a turquoise rosary and peace. It is supposed to snow.