Archive for February, 2013

Lost and Found

Posted in Uncategorized on February 10, 2013 by drycreekherbs

I don’t know where this portion of my last entry went but luckily I had saved it all in Word.

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This week was the ‘Birthday Club’ celebrating Bette’s birthday. Patsy and Carol Jean arranged for us to go to Painting with a Twist in Harker Heights. It was fun and Lolly’s painting was by far the best. I love her.

This was also the week for the Bell County 4H Fair…this was the first time to judge without Susan…we have done it for a few years together. But Kristi H. was a good partner. We judged the doll clothes, costumes, and senior dresses. I really like doing this.

I have had a week of eating with chums…Len and I had a fun dinner with J&J at the Roaring Fork on Sunday. They brought Len as I was coming back from SAT so he could drive my car home and I could have two tasty mango margaritas…did I write about this already? I am joining Weight Watchers AGAIN when I get home from Mexico. End of story. I have lost my pride and desire to pull it together…this will not last long.

My second oldest cousin died this past week. Danny, as I knew him, was my first heartthrob at age 10. I am glad his Dan.jpg suffering is over. I think we have gone way too far with medicine in some practice. But would I have the courage to say no to more chemo? I don’t know. Dan and Jan produced a beautiful family…from my vantage point, I would say perfect. They love(d) each other joyously and proudly. At the last minute Billy and I decided to go…we met in Houston. It was interesting to go ‘out’ with Billy even if it was to a funeral home. He opened doors for me! Bill and I are were outsiders in many ways but Mom at Justine's .JPGsc003aac8e.jpg

the Bumps made us feel welcome. It has been years since we were all together. Mom will be eager for all the news. She didn’t come. Lovingly, several adult cousins in their 70s told stories about Mom…and in each separate conversation, she was referred to as the ‘most beautiful woman in the world.’ Larry, the cousin who made it to the top from oil field worker to CEO of Wilbros told a wonderful story about meeting another Okie while in Iran some years ago. The fellow had also gone to school in Shidler, OK, but wasa few years behind Mom….when he was talking to Larry and some others out in the field (?) he asked Larry about Mom…he told the group she was the most beautiful woman he had ever known. Isn’t that lovely? I can hardly wait to talk to her about it. She will just dismiss it, but she will like it a lot. Who wouldn’t? The thing about Mom is that although she was/is beautiful in appearance, she is more beautiful in spirit. I know I have used these photos before but they make me smile and proud.

Billy and I went back to Jan and Dan’s house after the visitation and then on back to the hotel to the bar…we had a couple of glasses of wine then back to our rooms. I watched 4 episodes of Law and Order back to back…just couldn’t settle my thoughts.

This morning Bill and I had breakfast then parted ways…I went to the Museum of Fine Arts to the gift shop…bought prado.jpg no earrings, but a necklace, puzzle, and a key ring. I was going to leave but I felt guilty so I went to the Masterpieces from the Prado. The exhibit didn’t knock my socks off but I did learn about the term ‘gente de placer.’ It means ‘people of mirth and entertainment’ and usually referred to dwarfs and individuals portrayed as buffoons by the court. NOT nice. Apparently, this was all about those who had the power and those who didn’t. Jesters and sideshow material before we had some kind of social conscience, I guess.

This week the highly anticipated dog run was delivered. Brother Bill calls it the Chateau Chienchien. Len has been priming the pump for this acquisition for 2-3 months. I didn’t want it; he did. Well, it is here and not as hideous as expected. Cee says it will also be good for bears and lions. Len is happy and Diego is the luckiest rescue dog. We cannot move until Diego dies, which better not be soon. Len told me that it was a ‘piece of cake’ to put together….brevity code for just the opposite….well. It took Len, Andrew, and Troy (two strappin’ twenty year-olds) about 4 hours to put it together after removing 710 pounds of parts from the 18-wheeler with the lad’s forklift. An added expense, of course. So, now it is all set up. It is in the shape of an octagon, sort of. It has a canvas, camouflaged print roof, partial flooring, and a swivel feeding station. The hot tub will be installed later, I imagine. Len’s strategy, which is sweet, is to sit in the run with Diego until Diego gets comfortable. I readily agreed and bought a good sized padlock so they could’t escape!   This run is only to be used while we are away for a couple of hours….Diego chases our cars when we leave and we might lose him. Len loves Diego. I love Diego.

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I am a Sucker for Wedding Magazines

Posted in Uncategorized on February 10, 2013 by drycreekherbs

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Go figure. I think it is the sheer promotion of self-indulgence and narcissism. So recently I was straightening magazines in the main lobby of the VCTC and there was a brand new crisp Town and Country Weddings Magazine. There must have been a dozen current magazines out which is highly unusual for a hospital…Bird and Bloom, Popular Mechanic, Country Living, etc. But the wedding magazine was the one I snatched up. Between sterilizing chairs, folding pillow cases and blankets, refilling coffee and making a couple of blood runs upstairs, I was riveted. I wanted to know what is hot for brides these days. Good Gordon! Who would have thought of all the fringe culture? All about clothing, accessories, transportation, announcements, seating, nail polish, gifting, etc. This is just plain amazing. No more flounces of toile…no it’s all about feathers. The best of all was this summary of an article about wedding announcements. I am still giggling.

One Bite at a Time

Posted in Uncategorized on February 2, 2013 by drycreekherbs

I have these darned projects. Kitchen, excursions on cruise, Mexico, holiday newsletter (5 years late), weight loss, and something else I can’t remember. I am stuck and can’t seem to move forward because I am overwhelmed by the enormity of each project. I need to take just one bite at a time for one project and leave the other elephants in my closet. More about what I do for a living…so to speakI

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More About What I Do for a Living…So to SpeakI

Posted in Uncategorized on February 2, 2013 by drycreekherbs

I am still at Mom’s. She is watching the Spurs and is quite happy. She says she can keep the volume low because she can see what is happening. Makes sense to me. There has been a lot of repeat story telling something relatively new. I think it is like Sally said, “It is her movie.” If she wants to do reruns, well so do I and I am 66.

Seems like every single time I am home she says something really funny…well, kinda funny. Yesterday I took her to the ‘beauty shop’ as she calls it. I got her in the shop and turned to leave. She couldn’t see me as she was sitting in her walker with her back to me. So she thought I was gone, I guess. She said to her gang of white haired ladies, “Susan had cancer, that’s why she looks like that!” Helllllllllo! What does that mean? Fat? Hair too short? Hard to know. Billy reminded me of other famous Momisms. Although she is known to be the consummate lady, she can still deliver some well-placed barbs.

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I asked Len to take my picture with my blanket and pillow. Some things just don’t change. I just threw out my favorite down pillows that I probably have had for 20 years. Len said they had to go. He is the bed maker and the feathers were escaping. Since I had just purchased the most magnificent of all comfort blankets, I was willing to grow up and toss the pillows. All of this is because– years ago, I commissioned a Temple High student, Brian Floca, to draw a picture. Mom’s loves to tell how I had a blanket I carried around forever….how she would have to sneak it away from me to wash and dry on the line. I would have a fit and go sit by the clothes line and suck my thumb as I snuggled my blanket. So, I gave Brian a photo of me at the appropriate age and he drew in the props from the story. I gave this drawing to Mom for Christmas in 1986…we both really like it…hence the current photo of me with my blanket and pillow! Brian Floca grew up and is now a well-respected illustrator of children’s books.

I did look at some condos yesterday. I love to think about living downtown, kinda like Mary Tyler Moore. The

almshouses_bs_292.jpgproblems: Len and I couldn’t manage living that close to other people or each other and Diego would be evicted in a day. It sure makes a nice fantasy though and I have always said I never wanted two residences to maintain. AND this reminds me of another place I would like to live. In Chipping Campden, UK, where DSC01018.jpg I once rented a cottage for a month, there is a row of perfect almshouses. Here is a photo…they were built in the 1600s and to this day are occupied by pensioners. Cool. I love the way they look from the outside but inside I would need some major cash to fix up the kitchen and bath. These almshouses were right around the corner from my cottage. Ahhhh. That was a very good time and a superb memory.

Today was glorious. The weather was perfect and I spent much of the day at the San Antonio Museum of Art at the Mays Symposium program, ‘From the Opulent to the Mundane: Design and the Decorative Arts.’ I loved all the lecturers and the slides. I was just about purring with satisfaction. I learned that Lady Sarah Churchill had a tattoo of a tiny serpent on her arm. I learned that the purpose of ornamentation is display. I also learned the expression, “Neither use nor ornament.” I also just learned that the story about Lady Sarah’s tattoo is rubbish. No tattoo. Darn. The lecturer should check her facts. I took several of my artsy photos while I was there.

IMG_5359.jpgIMG_5357.JPG There was a big crowd…I wondered as I drove to the SAMA how the attendees would be dressed…I am pleased to say I saw only one pair of jeans…Most present were middle aged to older women with bouffant hair-dos wearing tailored slacks, silk scarves, and Farragamo shoes. Good-looking jewelry too…a lot of William Spratling silver. There were some very smart looking men too. Verrrry dapper and most of them sat together at lunch. I loved looking at one man who was wearing a pin stripped suit, French cuffed shirt, and bow tie. He was handsome in an effete, poetic way. I just love going to those kinds of events.

More on the SAMA. This past month there has been an I Love Aphrodite Exhibit…one of the special events was the Art of Aphrodisiacs Cooking Class! I wanted to go soooooooo much. This is how it was promoted. “Explore the myths and stories related to love, sex, and beauty in Aphrodite and the Gods of Love through the cooking class Art of Aphrodisiacs.” There was a woman at my lunch table who attended and she said it was awesome. Participants were divided into teams like the CIA class for hands-on cooking using ‘proven aphrodisiacs’ (pomegranates) and old world ingredients (herbs). I am smarting still that I missed this.   

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Stuff

Posted in Uncategorized on February 1, 2013 by drycreekherbs

I am at Mom’s listening to the TV that is located on the other side of the house but the volume is set so Mom can hear it. Anyway, I heard for the gazillionth time someone signing the National Anthem badly. IF I were a vocalist and was ever asked to sing it, I would just pass. Here’s why: Whoever sings it gets ridiculed repeatedly for not singing it well. AND then there are those who try to sing it with their own personal interpretation…that usually isn’t successful either. I am glad I am not asked to sing the National Anthem.

Today I had lunch with one of my students from SWT aka Texas State University. Shannon was an excellent student, a perfectionist, intense, and deeply religious. For the life of me, I couldn’t tell you why she ‘took’ to me…but I am glad to have a fan. Twenty-three years later—we had a nice lunch reunion at Jody’s. She lives in Llano now with her husband and four children. She home schools…I admire her.

I have a few photos I want to put in—I don’t know that I will add anything about them…The horse cartoon is just plain hilarious. IMG_5328.JPG

I thought I would be better off without my SSRI medication…so with the approval of my primary care physician I started weaning off of it. Dr. L said if the weepiness started back I could just start taking it again. So I started the weaning process and the weepiness started right back. So, if it makes me feel vague, so be it. I’m not wasting time being weird.

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Can’t remember…did I ever put this photo in of the pair of ancient green panty hose? I found them when I was cleaning out drawers. I think I might put them in a time capsule and bury it!

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Len and I celebrated our 42nd wedding anniversary last night. I can’t even remember the last time we went out on a bar date—just the two of us…we went to Alexander’s Distillery—and it was fun! Len is an amazingly kind and good man. I don’t deserve him.

Let’s see….what is new? I’ve had lunch recently with Killeen Birthday Club. I just

IMG_5309.JPGwonder, do men really have friendships like women? I am prooooooud of my girl friends. All of them…and I think I have a lot…yes, I know the definition of real friends…but here is what it boils down to….women just understand each other so effortlessly. Best therapy in the world.

Tomorrow I may look at condos being built down on Broadway…I like the idea of living downtown, but I think it is more fantasy than a real desire.

I have to stop writing for tonight and read some more…Intercept by Dick Wolfe that Babs recommended….very suspenseful.

This is the greatest photo of Jo and Ernie. Jennifer posted it on Facebook…Jo’s been dead just a few weeks. I look at this picture and it is just like I will always remember her…1971…just a few years ago to me.

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