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Potpourri on Tuesday

August 27, 2019 at 9:50 am by Claudia

• Mowing and mowing and mowing. Since we were both so busy last week and it rained several times, the lawn needed attention. We still have to do the back forty, but it’s looking better out there. Now, for the inside of the house!

• The sunflowers that I planted from seed have bloomed. The flowers themselves are moderate in size, but I love this color. There should be at least one more blossom, however, we’re missing one because the deer ate it (I saw it happening.)

• Speaking of deer, I noticed this yesterday afternoon:

All along the fence, there are stubs where there should be leaves. I’m pretty sure it’s the same deer who likes to jump into the corral and eat whatever is growing on the other side. The morning glories look dreadful now, thank you very much. It hasn’t bloomed yet, but will it now? Last year was a bust with many of the morning glories and I’m not sure why. Fingers crossed.

• As I was sitting in the lobby of the theater in Las Vegas, I saw a big advertisement for their upcoming season. This brought a double-take:

Three things:

The young actors have been cast to look exactly like the actors in the original Broadway cast. Same picture, same hair, same, same.

It now says Jimmy Buffett’s Escape to Margaritaville. Hmmm. That wasn’t there before.

It’s a non-union tour. It’s a non-union tour. It’s a non-union tour. It’s a non-union tour.

Let’s make that four things: You get what you pay for.

• Moving on – today is the publication day for Louise Penny’s newest, A Better Man. Yours truly will be trotting off to the bookstore later today. It’s my little tradition. I buy her newest book the day it comes out.

Happy Tuesday.

Flowers and a Little Housekeeping

August 20, 2019 at 10:24 am by Claudia

Late summer garden. It’s sort of a mess, though I did do some weeding the other day. Truth is, it’s so hot and humid this week that I couldn’t weed if I tried. I just turned the A/C on at 9:30 this morning, which is far earlier than usual.

Tomorrow I leave for Las Vegas, quite early in the morning. So I won’t be posting. I’ll try to post while I’m there. If I can’t, I’ll be posting on Instagram. If you don’t have an IG account, you can come to the blog and click on the Instagram link on the right sidebar and it will take you to my account.

I know I’ve said this before, but I have to say it again because it still keeps happening. For those of you who get my blog post via email, please understand that if you ‘reply’ via that post, I am unable to respond. Those posts are sent via a special email address that is just for the posts. Not for correspondence. I’ve had people get upset with me about that in the past, even though I remind everyone about this at least 3 or 4 times a year. Go figure.

If you want to write me, come to the blog. You can click on the title of the post in the email version and it will take you to the blog. Personally, I’d rather you did that as clicking on the blog gives me the ad income necessary to support this blog. (You get it for free, but it isn’t free for me.) Once you get here, go to the top of the right sidebar and you’ll see an envelope icon. Click on it. An email form will appear.

Easy.

I say this because a reader wrote me the other day via the email blog post asking how she could find the post I wrote about Bookmobiles. Again…the sidebar. There is a box on the sidebar that says ‘Search.’ Type in ‘Bookmobile’ and it should come up. There may be more than one post referencing them, just look for the post that has Bookmobile in the title.

Okay. Here’s a picture of Don and me taken by one of my former students last week.

It’s a bit blurry, but at this point in my life, blurry is a blessing, you know? Anyway, we like it.

I’m a lucky girl having that man as my life partner.

I’ll see you when I see you – in the next couple of days, most likely.

Happy Tuesday.

Childhood Reading

August 17, 2019 at 10:02 am by Claudia

The zinnias are blooming.

Always a sign that we’re entering late summer. Soon (hopefully) we’ll see the morning glories as well. Last year, one of the morning glories bloomed and the other didn’t. Fingers crossed. The moonflowers? Well, they’re growing very, very, very slowly. We’ll see.

Every year is a different story when you’re gardening. Very little is predictable.

It’s a gray day out there, with rain on the way this afternoon. In the meantime, we have to mow the front lawn, at the very least. It’s getting quite long.

I’m reading Bookworm by Lucy Mangan, a memoir of childhood reading. It’s very entertaining. But I also have to choose a novel – maybe Transcription by Kate Atkinson. When I’m traveling, I like to take a novel in which I can lose myself during the flight. Atkinson might be perfect. I briefly considered A Book of Ghosts by John Connolly, but at 600 pages plus and a hardcover to boot, it’s not the most packable of books.

The next chapter in Bookworm is about Dr. Seuss. Should be interesting. I have a confession to make about Dr. Seuss. I never liked those books. There, I’ve said it. I owned The Cat in the Hat and If I Ran the Circus. They were read to me many times and when I could read, I would give them another try to see if my mind had been changed. Nope. I never liked them. I found the characters annoying. I didn’t particularly like the illustrations either.

Years later, when The Old Globe premiered the How the Grinch Stole Christmas (with the blessing of Audrey Geisel, Theodore Geisel’s widow – they lived in La Jolla) Don originated the role of Old Max. I briefly worked on the show. But I still didn’t care for the story and the thought of having to perform it throughout the Christmas season would have sent me over the edge. (That may be the reason that Don declined the offer to do it again the next year. Once was enough.)

I’m sure that I’m the rare exception and I’m fine with that. I also wasn’t a big fan of cartoons. I got bored by them pretty easily. Go figure.

Today, work on deductions. Mowing.

Exciting, right?

What books did you love as a child?

Happy Saturday.

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