Archive for October, 2014

I Gotta a Lot of Respect for Line Cooks in Charge of Caramelizing Onions

Posted in Uncategorized with tags on October 27, 2014 by drycreekherbs

It takes forever and you get darned few caramelized onions….that and after an hour of stirring, Len told me he doesn’t really like them. So I put 3 cups in the freezer to become part of other permanent collections.

I went to bed at 5:00 am THIS morning and up at 10:00 am. When I say my circadian clock* is screwy, I mean it. It was like the old steroid days—I whipped through the house a mile a minute–packing and unpacking, packing and unpacking. No caffeine ingested either. Prosecco, yes. Now I have spent the last seven hours procrastinating. Thinking of things I want to write about, packing and unpacking again, reading the NY Times Now, sending articles out to those I think will benefit from such news, and packing and unpacking.

*I read this somewhere and copied it. “Our internal circadian clocks are located in every cell in our body. They are controlled by a part of the brain called the suprachiasmatic nucleus, which ensure that every cell is in sync with the others. All our biological functions oscillate daily with our circadian rhythm.” I am not sure how to apply this exactly…thinking it means it isn’t just my sleep but every part of me kind of whacked time wise. Too deep for me. I barely passed Fundamentals of Science.


Tomorrow morning Len and I take Diego to Auntie Joan’s Ranch for an extended Doggie Play Date with Bella, Stella. Ella, Gage and


others turn outs. Len will leave his car there (only Diego rides in Len’s car) then we will motor on to SAT to take Mom to see her doctor. I imagine Billy and I will both go…I am the dresser and shouter; he is the resident expert on her health. After the appointment, Len and I will high tail it back to Salado so I can pack and unpack one more time, before leaving for San Miguel on Tuesday morning.

So much going on and not too much of it significant…reading and listening to some interesting things….just started Mr. Churchill’s Secretary for book club, listening to This is the Story of a Happy Marriage by Ann Patchett . I am loving the latter—great book for those who aspire to really ‘write.’ I have recommended it to one of the book clubs I am attending.

I had a great conversation with Lou Ann this week. Bill, her new husband of about 8 years, is having his photographs exhibited at Texas Tech. I am for sure going. IMG_1604.jpg

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The 2nd Annual American Cancer Association Bra Brunch was this past Thursday. I horned my way into sitting with the Killeen gals…they already had a table booked to capacity but kindly acted like they always meant for me to be with them…it was a great time—much better organized and attended this year. Food was yummy and Jim R. did a fantastic job talking about his breast cancer. Penny was surprised and wonderfully honored when Jack H. honored her with his amazing peacock bra and strut! She raised her own bids until she hit $500.00! The most for any one bra auctioned. She is precious. IMG_1608.JPG

Great Thunderbolts of Jove! It’s Already Mid-October

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , on October 18, 2014 by drycreekherbs

It is so damned true…as I age, time FLIES. The last time I wrote I was puffed up because I was in the throws of downsizing—hauling things over to the estate sale location. Finally, the sale managers said, ‘No more submissions.” Actually the timing was good to quit..if the sale is sufficiently profitable I can sell more at other sales they have. I think I did a good job for a first of ten. The attic is almost empty and I eliminated about 90% of all Christmas decorations and decided to add the armoire to the deposit…hope I get something for it besides space. Yes! There is one problem…I want to open drawers and cabinets and see empty space. As much as I have purged, when you spread out the remainders it still looks like a lot. I really feel claustrophobic when I see stuff any more.


This month I have seen my optician, had a sleep disorder consult, eaten out waaaay too much, observed migrating Monarchs, attended a wedding, visited my shut-in friends, driven to SAT two times (one more to go), and enjoyed a THS Home Ec teachers reunion. It has all been good.

I am planning a girlee soiree in November—complete with a ‘fashion truck.’ This is a first for me…I sure hope it isn’t like a Tupperware things…NO PRESENTATIONS, the owners promised. Mainly it will be parked out in front and guests can check it out or not, as they please….and no pressure to buy anything. I am going to have Mexican food and beverages…already bought the little Cokes and Coronalitas. White Wings, guacamole, pepper poppers, and Margarita Punch. Yup that will work.


I am thinking about gratitude, gratification, and gratuity. I saw this piece at Scott and White and it started me thinking and with some cognitive stretching, I have had much to ponder. Grateful yes, but not sufficiently—I am frequently gratified but again, insufficiently; and in terms of gratuity…well, I just don’t give enough back for all I am given. Maybe only volunteering—money, to charities close to me, but again, insufficiently. I am on the short end of the stick and must work on these things.  

Since retirement, I rarely suffer from decision fatigue or mental either. I frequently think of what my old boy friend, Tommy, once told me, “Living without purpose is poison.” I need more purpose. I am going to try to call him this week. He might be dead. He was/is 8 years older than I. Ok, here is what this is all about. I listened to Billy Crystal’s new book, Still Foolin’ ‘Em: Where I’ve Been, Where I’m Going, and Where the Hell Are My Keys? At first I was not at all interested and was annoyed throughout at his claim of friendship with so many celebrities. It sort of felt like name-dropping but what the hell, I’d brag too. I am so smitten with my friends, I brag about them so ok, I will excuse Billy. Back to the subject. It was funny and I did laugh out loud often. There were some very poignant parts. I love listening to audio books. The all time funniest book is Three Men in a Boat by Jerome K. Jerome or maybe David Sedaris’ Me Talk Pretty One Day.


I haven’t been reading too much except for pop magazines…I NEVER, EVER read Oprah anything and brag that I have never, ever seen her show…but I did pick up some interesting insights in the November issue of O at the hair salon– about parent care. The Thanks Mom article reminded me soooo much of Mom. After getting my hair colored, cut, and coiffed…oh and a Frida Kahlo brow-job, too, I went to UT Ransom Center to see an exhibit about Gone with the Wind.


Ooops before I forget….Gone Girl…pretty much a Hitchcockesque shrieker movie. Also saw The Equalizer….I will never think of Home Depot the same way again.

I was meant to live in San Francisco, just another of my favorite San cities. I was also meant to shop at Gumps for home furnishings and clothes.

I am just about ready to pack for Day of the Dead. I am laying out essentials such as black lace Catrina apparel for the parade. I am sooooo excited. OMG! I just did a quick Google search to see if I could find any images and LOW and BEHOLD, I came across this site…..I subscribed. Must ask Camie who the author is!!!! WOW.

There has to be a way to start a sentence or paragraph with something other than, “I ….”. So now it is time for a shower then wine. Len is doing the Livestrong ride in Austin tomorrow so I can bake apple bombs in a quiet house.   IMG_1470.jpg

How can I go to an Anne Lamott event?

I seem to have sciatica. I do not like it. Also I should never have made fun of the abdominal flap linen available in shops for the aged. As soon as I did, I grew one, and it is a whopper of a flap. Photos are unavailable.

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Trying to Get Every Drawyer Empty for my First Estate Sale….I Say 1 of 10

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , on October 2, 2014 by drycreekherbs

I like to say this is the first of ten estate sales…..An acquaintance from Christ Church is in business with two others doing estate sales….and the time seems right. Len has been adamant about not having any kind of sale here at the house…and I really don’t want the grief or sweat involved in getting things priced…so this sounds like a good move.

For at least three days I have been on my feet purging bibelots, objects de art, and stuff from window seats, closets, cabinets, drawers, and the pantry. (Why is that a run-on sentence?) I treated everything like you are supposed to do clothes. If I haven’t used in two years, it is gone. I am not taking anything Mom gave me but I am saying goodbye to an inherited luster-ware tea set. One of Mom’s old friends, Holly, gave it to me when her mother, Nana Gantt, died. We had quite a few tea parties using this set…but it is time to go. IMG_1431.JPG

Here is what I am thinking—what if I/we get a chance to move to Monaco? I don’t want the encumbrance of superfluous stuff. I will want to make a quick getaway! So I am making way for opportunities that may come our way. My wish is for all the loot packed away to be gone…every time I open a cabinet and see Christmas ornaments, fabric, and other paraphernalia I get a strangled feeling. I have to get this stuff out of here so I can breathe. Here’s the tough part: I empty two thirds of a space and readjust the remaining one third so I don’t get to feel the liberation until it is all gone.

Since the Christmas decorations are 90% going I will be able to get rid of the armoire in the guest bedroom for a small chest of drawers—maybe mirrored to make the room look larger.

All of this and I have ZERO time to go to the gym or walk. And I am getting a head cold or a similar malady. Stop it.

During this purging I found some photos from yesteryear. IMG_1429.jpg IMG_1435.JPG

Today I treated myself to see the Equalizer with Danzell Washington….Gory but I liked seeing it.