Archive for October, 2012

I am putting a hex on ecto, wordpress, or word

Posted in Uncategorized on October 31, 2012 by drycreekherbs

Every time I write entry in word then paste into ecto it adds all this gibberish about font, spacing, etc. I have a 911 call into Anna, Mac coach extrordinaire.

In Quest of Cheese

Posted in Uncategorized on October 31, 2012 by drycreekherbs

So much to write about….sometimes I am just dyin’ to write about some event just so I can let IT slip away and sometimes I need to write IT so I can keep it. More and more it is for the latter reason. I am starting all this at nearly 11:00 pm because I slept 11 hours last night then took a 2 hour nap this afternoon. Not smart.

I have taken more than a few minutes looking back at my last entry and savoring that time in Massachusetts and now looking at the calendar to see what I have been doing.

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Jackie and I went to see the Ballet Folklorico de Mexico at the Long Center in Austin. We both enjoy the events there and like seeing how city folk live. We are quite the pair….so much a like in some ways. Let’s just say we have high expectations and do NOT like to be disappointed. Now, speaking strictly for myself, I am hardly in a knowledgeable place to be disappointed with the events. I just don’t know squat about opera and after 3 years of having season tickets all I knew that I liked–was whatevwe I could hum later. Now we have tickets for four diverse programs, the ballet already mentioned, Doc Severenson and his San Miguel troupe (We think we know all about this since we saw them perform about 3 years ago in SMdA.), and the comedy, Dixie’s Tuppereware Party. I know I am missing something else. Ok, back to the tale. One of the things we loooooove is to get there in time for a few glasses of vin and a cheese plate. this_mouse_ate_all_my_cheese_by_footballlover-d372k4v.jpg Don’t ask me what it is that makes this just the ticket but we do feel like this is part of the evening. So, on more than one occasion the bar kiosks have been out of the cheese plates. It really frosts Jackie….and if Jackie is frosted, I am frosted with her! I mean really, why have it on the menu if you don’t have it available. In order to fast forward, I will just say that we have had more than one animated conversation about it AND have spoken our minds to the wait staff (and do they really care what we think?). So after visiting two different bars at the Long Center, we finally found one with the cheese plates. We wolfed them down because we were running late and the show was about to start. We had completely missed the preshow out on the terrace in our quest for our cheese plates! We are like country mice in the city!!! The ballet was AWESOME—we agree that this untitled.jpg might have been our all time favorite show–the choreography and the costumes and the history. Wow. We were satiated with culture and cheese. A few days later I received a SURVEY from the Long Center…..oh brother, they should never send me a survey. I wrote a brief return. The ballet was beautiful. However, the cheese plate issue is getting completely out of hand—and I proceed to let ‘er rip! Not 10 minutes later I get the NICEST (and I am sure written by a 20 year old Public Relations genius) who said that, of course, this was deeply concerning and would be forwarded on to catering because, she, the writer, knew exactly what I meant about the deeeeeelicious cheese plates and in another sentence, described them as fabulous. Sure. I am betting they marked our future tickets so we will be sitting in the rafters from now on. But here is the great part. I immediately called Jackie and forwarded the email. We howled. I mean it, a chance to make heads roll! And we surely will be looking for improvement or we will pursue this cheese plate matter to the highest authority. King Rat? Jackie and I can have the most significant, full-throttle belly laughs. Speaking strictly for me, although I suspect the same for Jackie, our laughs often bring tears and other body liquids! It is so fabulous to laugh that hard. If I have a massive stroke and fall over dead, I hope it is either in the throws of a full-fledged belly laugh or while I am doing a mean go-go dance on a table top. Both seem like good ways to go.

I am going to close this although I have more to write. I am currently in the ultra fancy Lexus lobby where they serve free Starbucks and probably CHEESE PLATES!

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TV Clip from Local TV News…I Can’t Believe I Talked about My Lumpy Breasts to Central Texas!

Posted in Uncategorized on October 29, 2012 by drycreekherbs

This is the link that I am sure will not be ‘up’ forever….I knew I had been in some of the other day’s clips but didn’t know about this until today. Duh, I was surprised. When the link is open, there should be some photos on the right…I think there is a still of me at the top.

http://www.kcentv.com/category/247445/pink-week

Home Again Massachussets 2012

Posted in Uncategorized on October 20, 2012 by drycreekherbs

Len will be home shortly—he is playing golf. So Diego and I have been doing chores. Putting together an autumn tableau, playing Frisbee, and trying to figure out the instruction manual for my hearing aids. What has my life come to?

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We had a wonderful week in Massachusetts with Carol and Al. We were, “…over the river and through the woods….” Through Massachusetts — Purgatory, Groton, Shelbourne, Gloucester, Rockport, Worcester, Salem, Essex, Framingham, Shrewsbury, and Boston; Rhode Island—Providence; Vermont—Brattleboro and Weston; and in New Hampshire—I don’t know. Long enough to stop at a State Liquor Store! Most of the time we were on a quest. We were either going to Trader Joe’s, Federal Hill, Rite Aid, Starbucks, Vermont Country Store, or seeking out foliage, fried sea food, pizza, pizzelles, Vermont Gold Vodka, Rush Shining Hair Spray, UPS, on and on. Ninety-nine percent of these quests were initiated by me. Len and Al in the front seat and Carol and I in the back seat….we covered over 1200 miles in a week. It was great……Carol and I always have great things to talk over, Al always lightens our spirits with great belly laughs, and Len always the king of patience, driving, and finance! IMG_4269.jpg We had a fantastic time. IMG_4272.JPG Pizzelles.jpg

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At night we would come home and unwind with hearty soups, hard bread, cheese, and wine. One night we had what I like to call a family reunion including two of Karen’s friends from work. All the kids and their kids were there except Alphonso and Jayne and their kids but we were able to see them the first night. It was a million laughs….Kirstin and Andy’s little Giacomo is slated to be a bar tender…Cedric, a former basketball player for the San Diego, now Clippers, and his girl chum, Linda, made the evening even more notable. Gemma and Giacamo are totally smitten…..hell’s bells, I wanted him to throw me in the air too! David and Len did Mason talk and for all I know some secret signs, Karen ordered a case of Crema de Tequila using her phone, Samuel and Lorenzo, the young men were awesome–patient with the adults. Al got to tell the best laugh….how he found himself locked in the men’s handicapped stall in Henry Wadsworth Longfellow’s House of Seven Gables. It was hilarious—Al locked in and few options considering his physical limitations. Only Al could make this a great and happy story.

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Len and I spent the last two days in Boston prowling around the North End. Nephew Justin gave us a great tip….using our military ID cards gave us access to park in the Coast Guard Station right in the middle of the North End. This saved us lots of time and quite a few bucks too.

So, once home, Len went to the trainer’s to pick up Diego and I ran a few errands. When Len came in he had this huge gift basket….it looked like something from a florist….it was from Lisa, Diego’s trainer! I have to put the photo in here. It had a BIG photo album of Diego and his exploits, treats, treat apron, and a FRAMED 8”x10” glossy of Diego sitting on a rock, and looking a lot like RinTinTin. Suitable to hang over any fireplace! Ok, so is Diego a changed dog? Well, in some ways. He now can high five, shake hands, roll over, jump in and out of the car, and solve a doggie puzzle. He still chases cars. IMG_4500.JPG

This is reminding me of something Susan sent last week. It was a list of little known facts. The fact that caught my attention was the cost to raise a medium sized dog to the age of 11. $16,400!!!! Well,here is what I can say: Diego is only 6 months old and we are well on our way to exceeding that amount. We did have him neutered and had a chip implanted. Len loves Diego.

Today I went with Len to the spine specialist. Welllllll, the news wasn’t great and not encouraging. More about getting old and dealing with that reality. Len’s vertebrae are mostly all spurred and compressed…. obviously scoliosis….I knew it just from looking at the x-ray. Len’s neck is in bad shape again too. Dr. C gave Len the options….have surgery and be prepared to have only quality of life daily living not the biking and the golfing or get physical therapy and cope as best as he can until he is willing to accept more permanent limitations. This is really tough for Len. He has always been so athletic.

All we do is hang out in the hospital. Most of my time is in the infusion center still but I do spend new time in the audiologist’s office. She is fine-tuning these things to near perfection. I swear I can hear a dragonfly blink now. When the fountains come on in the morning it sounds like Niagara Falls to me. I can wear a little gizmo around my neck and talk on my phone with the audio going straight to my hearing aids…also the same for watching TV! I like that a lot! Apparently, this hearing loss could rightly be a result of the chemo.

Yesterday Channel 6 News film crew came by again and filmed me working in the infusion center. I don’t feel comfortable with this—as much as I like attention. It really isn’t about me but breast cancer awareness…that better be the spin.

Next Tuesday I have my 6-month check up with Dr. B….she is Dr. Rudd’s replacement. I am going to go all by myself. I want to go by myself and see how I do.  

Susan and Bill/Carol and Al. The Best

Posted in Uncategorized on October 9, 2012 by drycreekherbs

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I am writing from Massachusetts—I am upstairs in Carol and Al’s house, lying in bed, trying to remember what happened last week. The best and the biggest from last week was that Suz and Bill stayed with us for 5

days. Oh it was sooooo good. They came to do maintenance on the farm but we managed some good playtime too. Highlights included playing Mah Jongg like old times and Happy Hour with some of the chums out at the Oscar Store. Becky and Bob were cruisin’ around Nova Scotia so we were two short of the regulars. It was just plain and simple a soothing balm for my frenzied self to have Susan nearby. She is a rock.

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The Oscar Store is a wondrous Texas ‘joint’ out in Oscar, TX. We drank Shiner Bock and ate fried pickles and giant cheeseburgers. The next day I weighed 3 three pounds heavier from the salt. Daaaaaaang, it was good….laughs are so healthy.

We went to Austin the day before yesterday so we could drop Diego off with Lisa….I refer to her as Professor of Dog Modification at the University of Dog at Dripping Springs, where Diego is a freshman. She is a verrrrry smart trainer…sending us an email postcard from Diego showing him cavorting with her dogs and looking very chummy and well behaved. Hmmmmm. We will see how smart he is…but he IS cute and we miss him sorely.

We stayed over at the Airport Hilton so we could be up and frisky at the airport at the crack of dawn. Len loves nothing more than getting to the airport waaaaaay early. He was a happy boy that I didn’t get snippy about it. Anyway, after Diego was left at ‘Fish Camp’, I went to the AIA Homes Tour to get some kitchen and bathroom ideas. No one can accuse me of being impulsive about this kitchen/bath remodeling. I have been percolating over this for over a year. I am getting close to knowing what I want.

Our plane ride was pleasant….first class using AA miles is nice and taking ½ of a Xanax makes traveling even nicer. We had no trouble at Logan or traffic, a surprise, since we left the airport at 5:00 PM, on a Monday….October 8th, the Columbus Day holiday. Thinking about all the Leaf Hoppers. We thought it would be brutal.

Last night was good catch up conversation….today a hearty breakfast at Carl’s Diner. The staff there is better than anything you can see on Diners, Drive-ins, & Dives. They are comedians and wonderful citizens who support local food banks and other charities. One of the men in the diner gave me a tour of the parking lot – to show me one of the diner’s vans. I would loooooove to drive thisvan around Central Texas. I am an Oinker and a believer in the virtues of pork and huge portions!

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Then a quick trip to Trader Joe’s in Framingham. I will be sending a huge box home via UPS or FedEx. After that, we enjoyed a nice long, scenic ride through New England to Groton, Massachusetts, to see Baby Lucy—our 8-day-old grand niece. Proud parents, Rachel and Justin were so pleased with themselves, as they should be. She is a beauty.IMG_4233.jpg

‘Home’ in time to leave Al and Len for some quiet time (Ha!) watching Fox News….Over exposure could give them warts, but they are happy boys at any rate. Carol and I went into Dudley for Thai take out. I am a porker again. Now having a prosecco chaser! Goodnight happy world. I love my in-laws. There are none more interesting, I know. I would put them up against any reality TV characters! They rock!

Carol is the sister I always needed. She has taught me more than I can recount, starting with you can go to bed with a wet head and not die in the night. Most recently she has taught me about http://www.flylady.net/. Carol could do an Informercial at any give time. So here is the scoop on Flylady, according to Carol, who could drop a big Indian with a cleaning conversion. Carol unabashedly recommends the purple rag, the feather duster, and most importantly, the Rubbba-Scrubba (Sounds very New Englandish). She says, I can go on line and be A-Mazed! But best of all, she still loves me in spite of knowing me over 40 years. AND, she just brought me half of a lemon cannoli to eat in bed. This is a good woman. I am crazy about them both. Al is holding his own—strokes are mean but he is still delightful, funny, and a handsome I-Talian! Tomorrow: Providence, RI – Federal Hill.