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Cleaning, Sorting & Eating

November 25, 2016 at 9:34 am by Claudia

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As the temperatures started to go well below freezing at night earlier this week, I grabbed a few of the potted impatiens to bring inside. Some might make it through the winter. Others? Time will tell. I figure I have nothing to lose. This little pot is doing rather nicely on the kitchen window sill. I plopped it in Don’s vintage metal Ponderosa Ranch mug.

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Even though we said we were not doing anything special for dinner yesterday, Don, while out and about, succumbed to the holiday atmosphere and ended up preparing a yummy vegetarian holiday meal. “Chicken” strips and sauteed green beans and onions, steamed green beans, mashed potatoes and veggie gravy, squash, jellied cranberry slices, salad, and stuffed mushrooms. I didn’t make biscuits – the only thing that was missing – but I’ll make them at Christmas.

And pumpkin pie, but we were too full to have any last night, so we’ll most definitely have some today.

While husband was foraging in the supermarket, I took on a task that I have been threatening to do for months. Sorting and purging in the craft/crap closet in the office. My one regret is that I didn’t get a ‘before’ shot. Believe me when I tell you that every available space on the shelves and on the floor was stacked high with STUFF. It was like those closets in cartoons where opening the door threatens to bring everything crashing to the floor.

In process:

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The contents of the closet were everywhere: in the hallway, in the bedroom, to the left of this shot and in front of the desk. Six trash bags were put outside near the shed. At least 4 bags of things to donate are now living in front of the sideboard downstairs.

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All of this is going to our storage space today; a big bin packed with things I want to save, an old computer that I don’t know what to do with (yes I know I can donate it, but it’s well and truly fried) and empty plastic storage boxes and wire bins. I cleared so much out of the closet that I don’t even need the storage boxes!

Huzzah!

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I understand that this doesn’t look all that exciting, but it is to me! Do you see that long box on the top wire shelf? That’s the box holding the parts for the Fairfield dollhouse: sheets of wood, templates, instructions, etc. That has been sitting on the floor in front of my china cabinet for months. Every – and I mean every – time I scooted my desk chair away from the desk, I would hit that darned box. It was making me crazy. It now has a home on that shelf, along with the pieces I’ve already assembled.

On top of it is the wrapping paper used on my birthday presents. The dragonfly design is so pretty that I’m saving it.

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I also had a minor creative burst. I figured out how to store this vintage lampshade that I got from Christie Repasy’s shop several years ago. It used to be on the floor lamp in the living room, but that lamp bit the dust. I realized I could tie it to the rod. That way it would be up off the floor and the fringe wouldn’t be smashed. Bingo!

Silly, I know, but this has been looming over me for a while, so getting it done is a big deal. I still have to tackle three other closets, but this one might be the only one I get done before I have to start my research and eventually leave for Hartford.

The desktop got a cleaning, as well as my craft worktop.

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You most likely can’t see the difference, but I can.

I listened to great singers, past and present, singing the American Songbook on Jonathan Schwartz’s radio show via my Bose/bluetooth speaker and I was a happy camper.

Little Z is doing much, much better. He was, according to Meredith, at about 90% by yesterday afternoon. Bless his heart, that boy went through so much. Best Thanksgiving present there could be – Z’s homecoming. Did I ever tell you I was very ill when I was newly born? I turned blue and had complications that kept me in the hospital. I was born the week before Thanksgiving and I wasn’t released until Thanksgiving Day. For years and years, my father would say the blessing at the Thanksgiving table and would always add a thank you for my homecoming.

Don and I kept thinking about that as Little Z was released in time for Thanksgiving with his family.

Happy Friday.

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Will You Still Need Me, Will You Still Feed Me…

November 21, 2016 at 8:43 am by Claudia

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I love this photo because it shows a less-than-perfectly groomed little girl. I don’t know what I was up to here, but I was clearly having a good time!

What can I say? It’s my birthday today.

A well-know Beatles song refers to the age I’m celebrating this November 21st. Gracious! How can that be?

As I write this, snow is blowing across the horizon outside my window. It’s very cold and windy. Don has plans for a celebration but I’m told they won’t commence until around 4:30. We’re going somewhere for an early dinner, then back home for some gift-giving.

I’m intrigued.

In the meantime, I’m writing this post and another one on Just Let Me Finish This Page (a book review for an excellent debut mystery – click here.)

I’ll think about my parents and my brother and my dogs and my sister and her family, as well as all my relatives. I’ll thank my lucky stars for my incredible husband, for a career that has been immensely satisfying, for work that is challenging, for friends who enrich my life, for this blog, and you.

Happy Monday.

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Say Goodbye

November 9, 2016 at 9:13 am by Claudia

I don’t know what to say.

I am stunned. I am sickened. I am in disbelief.

The country I thought I knew is no more. Make no mistake, there will be no coming back from this. Climate change, the rights of women, the rights of immigrants, freedom of the press, common decency, the Affordable Care Act, our good standing in the world and a whole lot more. Say goodbye to all of that.

Imagine being a recent immigrant to this country. Imagine being a Muslim-American, or any immigrant who is now terrified that he/she will be deported. Imagine being someone who has health insurance for the first time in years. Imagine being a disabled person who has watched his President-elect make fun of the disabled. Imagine being a woman who may lose the Right to Choose. Imagine being a woman who now sees that ‘grabbing p***y’ is no big deal when it comes to choosing a President. Imagine being any citizen who sees that a KKK-endorsed candidate has won the Presidency. Imagine being transgender, or gay. What world have they woken up to this morning?

Those who voted for this monster will have to answer some tough questions in the future, the most important of which is, “What did you do to stop him?”

Everything I was raised to believe is the right and moral and loving way to both live my life and treat my fellow man has been repudiated with this election. Thank God my father isn’t alive to see this. Or my mother.

Friends, you are welcome to share your thoughts here today. Maybe it will be cathartic for you.

I wish I could be more articulate but I’m in mourning, you see. In mourning for a country that is no more. For a country I could believe in. I’ll still fight, I will go on. But right now? I feel like a stranger in a strange land.

To all of my readers who live in Canada and Mexico and Europe and Australia and France and in other parts of the Globe: I’m so sorry. I don’t understand this.  I don’t understand a country that elects someone who espouses hate and exclusion and bigotry and sexism and racism and xenophobia and fear. I don’t know that country. I don’t want to know that country. I know that this election impacts the world.

All I know is that millions and millions of us are not like that. We denounce everything he stands for. We are reeling on this Wednesday morning.

Eventually, we will move forward and work for those who need us.

Comments are now closed. There’s a lot of negative energy out there and I certainly welcome differences in opinion, but I’d like them to be civil. And they are veering away from civil.  This is my little address on the web and you are visiting my home. Wouldn’t tolerate it here at the cottage. Won’t tolerate it here on the blog. Emotions are high. Let’s breathe. xo

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