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On Movies about India

Posted in Uncategorized with tags on September 8, 2014 by drycreekherbs

I guess it started when I first saw movies about Ballywood—for sure it was when I first saw The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel…then this last week I saw The Hundred-Foot Journey. —-And Coming Soon—The Second Best Exotic Marigold Hotel! I am dressing Indian! I bought a Kamana dress this week and a length of fabric at the Marigold Indian Store in Austin! Screen Shot 2014-09-08 at 11.30.58 PM.png

I loved the movies…..happy and unrealistic. How good can it get?


My Status as a Nudist

Posted in Out and About with tags , , , on July 5, 2014 by drycreekherbs

What is happening to me? I don’t like wearing clothes. I like to walk around the yard buck-naked. It isn’t a pretty sight but I can do it…Len ignores me and Diego has made no comment as he is usually preoccupied with birds, squirrels and tree bark.

A lot goes on in my little world. I don’t believe in sitting still often but when I do, I do it completely. Like today….part of the day as a nudist the other part of the day, planting caladiums requires clothing. I am sitting on the porch drinking iced coffee and thinking about this couple I used to see every day on my way back home from the office. Every workday, come hell or high water, I would see an older couple sitting on their front porch. He always had on white painters’ overalls. She wore a Walmart housedress. He was in the swing. She was in a lawn chair. They both drank iced tea and watched the cars go by. They might have talked to each other but I never saw it. They seemed very content. That is how I feel during one of my nudist days. Sittin’ on the porch, wearing nothing but Repel Sportsmen Max 40% Deet, drinking iced coffee and sayin’ nothing.’ Very good.

Becky and Bob are gone…moved off to Wimberly where they will be very happy. I feel like I have a new perforation in my heart….These are the folks that have left: Charlie, Patty, Becky and Bob, Susan and Bill, and more I can’t remember. If I think about this I get weepy, because I am now pretty well weaned off the Celexia. I DO FEEL MORE BALANCED. But I am back to weepy. There are worse things than sniveling…like staring into space with a flat affect. In a recent lunch discussion some very balanced girls said they take 4 times the dose I took. I’d lie in a ditch drooling if I took more. I guess it is all about having different responses to medication.

Belinda turned me into a junkie and who would guess…I am addicted to the New York Times Now app and Modern Farmer. I don’t like newspapers…well, I do like the San Antonio Express because of the reports on sightings of the Virgin Mary on the Riverwalk or in the Toyota Truck factory. 2nd only to USA Today with the easy to grasp charts…Annnnnnyway, I am always reading the Times now. I like the stories they publish…although still rather long. How much do I really need to know about the presidential polls? Here is what they say about the app, “ ..NYT Now will provide readers with a curated feed of stories with specially crafted blurbs of key points, allowing readers to scroll down without tapping to an an idea of the mont important news of the moment…..” I am smitten with news about tattling and shaming your neighbors for using water during restrictions; refugee camps in Jordan; imposter nuns and Buddhist monks soliciting donations; pig viruses; the Armenian mafia, Tim Howard’s Tourette; the right time to give up your guns as you age; and although too late for me—’10 Tricks to Appear Smart During Meetings’. I just can’t get enough of this kind of NEWS!

Ok, then there is Modern Farmer. It reminds me of….hmmmm……trendy farming, yuppie, forward thinking farmers…articles that have kept me awake at night: What Farm Dog is Right For You?; Bar Drink Graph; Danger of Agriculture Jobs; and more about romanticicizing farms; and the BEST—goat parkouting. I love this so much…I work feverishly to work that word into conversations. What happened to me? I just love these quirking articles.


Last week I made it to San Angelo to set up Katie Sue’s Social Club…I swear I wrote about this already. My last attempt ended with me in a ditch in Richland Springs….car totaled. This time all went well although I was somewhat nervous as I passed the site….My hands were at 10 and 2 on the steering wheel at all times and I flinched when I saw a truck. OK…so I made it just fine and I was relieved to find the museum to be just-as-it-was-kind-of-place. Kinda seedy and I wanted to encounter a ghost but didn’t. The house will be seen by so many more people this way…I wish I had been smart and asked that they not sell it to anyone. I guess I could do that still. The best: it is gone, I am not responsible for dusting it…every 9 years…I have more space in my living room….I can’t prove I am quirky anymore by showing it off…for certain I need to avoid overthinking this. Mark and Lora took me to a lovely dinner in Miss Hattie’s Parlour, a spiffy restaurant next door. I spent one night and about 10 hours totally straightening and gluing…then browsing the historic district. All in all I can say that San Angelo is interesting…cool downtown murals and shops…I want to go back with chums…not Len, he would not enjoy it. There is a Hummer House B&B nearby where they band painted buntings and hummingbirds…he would like that….I would love that.








Lunch yesterday with Foy. Good visit. We went to Waco to a little deli kind of place. The food was so-so but Foy was rockin’. He told a very, very long story about purchasing 3 ‘diamond’ encrusted picture frames from an old lady. It was a great tale…I like that about a third way through the story, he asked me to retell it so he would know if he had left anything out before he continued!~ A great strategy to use when your mind forgets where you are in the telling of a tale! He plans to go to SMdA for DOD—wants to stay where he stayed last…I sent him the brochure because, of course, he does not have a computer and is occasionally miffed because he doesn’t know about something! I love Foy and I drive him nuts and he drives me nuts. IMG_0941.jpg

Len and I went to Mike Hoelscher’s 60th birthday party…Katie and Collins announced the coming of their baby….Pam would be so I think Len and I might take the golf cart down to Mill Creek Club House for a burger and possibly see some fireworks even though it is July 5th not 4th. We stood out in the pasture last night and watched great firework displaysinteresting about being a grandmother.

That smart looking painted bunting male is at the feeder. His little bride was having a drink from the hummingbird feeder too. I need a nap or more importantly I need to go read our Salado book club selection, Murder as a Fine Art.

Packing for San Francisco starts tomorrow. Cool weather! Stephanie is adamant that she will not be bringing any clothes considered remotely dressy. I reminded her we could not have TEA at St. Francis in jeans.



Great Wedding and Lots of Buddies to See

Posted in Uncategorized with tags on April 26, 2014 by drycreekherbs

Lila’s wedding was just perfect. She was radiant just like brides are supposed to be! I was pleased and flattered that Ann asked me to pick up Lila’s dress and deliver it. OMG, I thought what if I get in a wreck? But all went well. Safely delivered. It was fun to see the beautiful venue before the excitement started. I came home to dress and meet Belinda. We had a fabulous time. The venue was just exceptional…The Florence Vineyard and Winery. Ann and Gerald have a lot to be proud about!

Great food and drink and lots of former KISD chums to see.

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Now Practicing putting in text copied from the web

Posted in Uncategorized with tags on January 31, 2014 by drycreekherbs

Kahlo’s life began and ended in Mexico City, in her home known as the Blue House. She gave her birth date as July 7, 1910, but her birth certificate shows July 6, 1907. Kahlo had allegedly wanted the year of her birth to coincide with the year of the beginning of the Mexican Revolution so that her life would begin with the birth of modern Mexico. Her work has been celebrated in Mexico as emblematic of national and indigenous tradition, and by feminists for its uncompromising depiction of the female experience and form.[7]

The Land of Enchantment!

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , on August 28, 2010 by drycreekherbs

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Sunday Belinda and I flew off to Albuquerque, meeting Barbara at the airport…then with Belinda behind the wheel of our rental, we went to Old Town for lunch then more girlee adventures in Santa Fe. We rented an adobe, two-bedroom, townhouse about three blocks from the Plaza. It was cute, Southwestern-Asian, and clean! What more could one ask?

We found Whole Foods and Trader Joe’s so we could supply our campsite (aka the townhouse). Babs, bless her heart, enjoys cooking breakfast so we bought the grub necessary plus some prosecco, wine, coffee, butter, eggs, ginger candy chewies, Vietnamese sesame seed crepes, Nutella, green chilies, etc. All these items I consider standard camp grub.


In need of dinner nutrients, we ate at Maria’s where we enjoyed chili rellenos and only one of the 100 REAL, award-winning Margaritas. I had the frozen version with a subsequent brain freeze—and I drank it slowly.  

By this time I started noticing the unpleasant but familiar stabbing in my intestines…the wicked diverticulitis….or was it the jeans I thought were fitting me, but were in fact working as a waist tourniquet!? I took truckloads of Advil and Emergen-C. OK, no gastro-intestinal details.

Next day—verrrrrrry busy: We had a great, Barbara-prepared breakfast. I limited my sesame seed and green chilies intake. After breakfast, a tradition, I hope, was established. Belinda responded to my call for hair braiding. She did it and did it again and did it again. She even seemed to like it. This is good. It is all part of my new ethnic look and think I might look a little like Pocahontas. DSC06536.JPG

Then a quick road trip to Chimayo where we visited El Santuario de Chimayo, sometimes called Lourdes of America. It was very interesting–all kinds of crutches and braces and religious accoutrements. I found a very nice selection of saint cards too. I just couldn’t pass up St. Liberata (invoked against unwanted suitors and burdensome husbands), St. Joseph of Cupertino (patron of flying), nor St. Bibiana (invoked against hangovers)! It is often said that Chimayo has ‘Holy Dirt’ and you are encouraged to take some–and I did–already nestled onto my den altar…



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On the way back to Santa Fe, we fell into what appeared to be a speed trap (4 units waiting and a man holding what looked like a homemade radar gun) by a tribal police force. Seemingly, we were exceeding the posted speed. Hmmm, can’t say for sure. At any rate, the officer, asked for the usual documentation while writing Belinda up….and only at the very end, he voided the ticket with a flair and introduced himself as the Chief of Police. We were gracious and humble and grateful and drove slowly off of the reservation.

At 2:00, we were at the Santa Fe Cooking School where Babs had set us up to do a Restaurant Crawl….or Food Crawl. We went to four different, well-known, local restaurants to meet the chefs. Once there, each offered us a full portion of one of their specialties, paired with a divine beverage! Hmm, hmm, good. The  menu, so to speak, follows: Mini, gourmet, pulled-duck sloppy joes, Halibut Cevache in a corn tortilla shell cup, gazpacho, ruby trout fillet stuffed with lemon and basil (baked in a mud shell) with risotto, and finally an apricot upside down cake made with corn meal. Each stop had a tasty beverage. Divine experience.

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Quickly back to our camp for a siesta. By then my diverticulitis was rockin’. We dressed and attended the Santa Fe Opera’s last performance of the season, The Magic Flute. The setting was exquisite. A lot of lightening in the background and a major cool front blew in. We had done our homework and brought lots of layers to keep warm. I was having huge diverticular discomfort. Home and to bed with a handful of Advil.

Our final full-day was devoted to the Georgia O’Keeffe Museum and shopping after a leisurely breakfast and hair braiding. It was very pleasant and satisfying!. Lots of Loretta Young/Southwest skirts, and cowgirl outfits. The procurement of costumes served as a sign that I was on the road to recovery. O'Keefe brochure.jpeg

I’ve gone in to more detail than I meant…it was fun, fun, fun and a grand, grand outing even with a knot in my guts. It is hard to bring a travelin’ band of amigas down.

Did I dream this? I know I wrote about New Orleans trip but I can’t find it!

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on August 22, 2010 by drycreekherbs


DSC06468Denise M and I went to New Orleans for the Guard and Reserve Conference August 1-4th….I KNOW I wrote about it all…maybe it is on my laptop…if it is–and I find it later– and it may well be more interesting, then I will just merge the two or replace this recollection! I like the ‘adjust time’ button on this software. So I will just adjust the time! We worked in the exhibit hall as vendors for MCEC…very, very busy or absolutely nothing while the participants were in their sessions. I prefer busy. We did get a lot of interest in our GLU kits. At any rate, when it was quiet, Dee and I would take turns checking out the other vendors’ loot…key chains, toothbrushes, flashlights, blinking pins, etc. Cool stuff until you get it home and then it is annoying! I rarely wear pins that blink….but I do like the toothbrushes! And I do like working with Dee…we are a good team! Joan B and Kerrie B were also there but to present not sell/promote products per se. They are lots of fun too. Kerrie and I are trying to get her daughter and my nephew hooked up. It is lots of fun for us…hope the ‘kids’ don’t mind!!! Here is a nice photo of Baby David, as I used to call him 19 years ago!


So when work was over we would crawl back to our hotel….in the blazing, humid heat. Refresh a little then have a nice dinner–we did eat well…Arnauds’s Oceania, hmmm, where else….I can’t remember. But we had lovely seafood and never tasted or worried about the BP oil spill effects. I say that now, perhaps will find out later that I ate too much of a not-so-good thing. I can’t worry over that! Anyway, our hotel, the Crowne Plaza, was on the corner of DSC06508Canal and Bourbon Street so we did take in some of the night sights. Bourbon Street just doesn’t interest me very much. I prefer a glass of wine in a piano bar. Probably listening to Rosemary Clooney, Dorsey Brothers, or Percy Faith. How old am I? OMG!

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