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When You Want to Scream

May 10, 2022 at 9:18 am by Claudia

Some wild mustard and, if you look closely, The Dude – both of them sporting the color yellow. This wild plant (some would say ‘weed,’ though here at the cottage it is anything but a weed) is one of the early splashes of color in the spring.

What a day yesterday! We wanted to save money on our cable package and we wanted to finally eliminate our landline, so we called our cable provider (Spectrum, formerly Time Warner Cable) and, I’m not kidding you, four hours later  we were ready to scream. I won’t go into it, but it took three different calls (with me still  in my pajamas) to get it sorted out. We had a package that was grandfathered in from Time Warner (cable, phone & internet) but no one told us that we couldn’t go back to it if we wanted to. The truth is, we do watch some things on cable – including baseball and TCM – but not a lot, so we were searching for something smaller that involved less of a monthly outlay. We came up with something called Customer Choice, but it turned out that it didn’t include SNY, the local station that airs the Mets games, even though the rep had been pretty sure it would be part of our local coverage. After hanging up, we checked to see if the stations we’d picked were there but four of them weren’t and four stations we didn’t ask for were, which necessitated another call. After endless amounts of time on the second call, we chose another package and were assured that everything we wanted was there. We hung up the phone, turned on the set and…TCM wasn’t there. Another call only to learn that we have to add another package to get TCM. (TCM is our favorite channel, by the way, and my sanity demands it.) Anyway, we started off saving $50/month and now we’re saving about half of that.

We wish we’d never changed our package. It was a giant pain in the ass from start to finish.

To exorcise our demons, we went outside and mowed almost every bit of grass on the property, save the lilac side of the lawn.

At the very least, the property looks great.

I know there are people who don’t have cable, but we’re not quite ready to eliminate it. We like the NBC evening news which is incomprehensible to a younger person, but hey, we’re senior citizens. We like PBS. Maybe something like Roku is in our future, but that involves some research and we have an older ‘smart’ tv, so I don’t know how well it would work.

Things I need for my sanity: TCM and baseball and Jeopardy and old episodes of Seinfeld.

That’s not asking much, right? But cable companies put together packages that are guaranteed to include some of the the things you want but not all the things you want. And there’s no way we need hundreds of channels. The whole thing makes me crazy. I’d like to cut that cord eventually, but my brain can only take so much and those calls fried it.

I’m nearly finished with A Line to Kill  by Anthony Horowitz. Delightful and so well written. Then I have to make a decision: do I attempt to start the Elizabeth George which is SO LONG, or do I return the library books and start another book from my TBR pile?

Thanks for all the links yesterday. I’m not going to order the book from eBay, as many of the listings use a stock photograph and I have no guarantee that it will be the cover I want. And I’m not interested in a used copy. I’ll figure it out. I’m determined, remember?

Today is ‘take it easy day’ after our mowing extravaganza yesterday. One good thing that came out of it besides a beautiful lawn is the realization that we’re getting much fitter. It takes a while to be in good mowing shape and I think we are now.

Saw a hummingbird this morning. Saw the groundhog dining on some grass yesterday.

Stay safe.

Happy Tuesday.

 

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Books

May 9, 2022 at 8:31 am by Claudia

We decided to take a little drive yesterday – the trees are starting to leaf out and our very late spring is finally happening. (Of course, we’re going to hit 80 degrees later this week so it looks like a very short spring and then summer.) Anyway, we headed across the Hudson River to Rhinebeck for a visit to Oblong Books. Rhinebeck was packed with people – there was a Farmer’s Market happening, a big antique car show, and it was Mother’s Day. So we didn’t linger after visiting the shop.

I vowed to buy one book, but left the shop with three. Since Don didn’t buy a book as we had expected, I laid claim to his book…so really, just one extra, right?

Another Mick Herron – the next in the series, Real Tigers, The Dictionary of Lost Words  by Pip Williams, and one I’ve heard raves about, Great Circle  by Maggie Shipstead.

It was a lovely drive and it was good to get out but, as usual these days, we were glad to get home.

Continuing with books, do you remember that I was collecting newer versions of Mary Stewart’s books issued by Hodder Stoughton in England? They have beautiful cover art and I wanted to have them in my library. Here is what I have so far:

Since Mary Stewart is one of my favorite authors, a writer that I was introduced to at about the age of 13, and since the few remaining paperbacks that I have from those days are very small and very worn, a new set with beautiful cover art seemed in order – and affordable, as well.

All went well until I ordered Nine Coaches Waiting – my all time favorite – and received a different edition with different artwork, not what was pictured in the listing. Instead of this,

which perfectly illustrates the time and place of the novel, I got this:

And I received it not once, but three times from three different sellers. I ordered from Book Depository. Their listing had the photo of the edition I wanted. Nope, I got the one you see here. Then I ordered from Blackwell’s in Oxford. Same thing – they showed the edition I wanted, but I got the other one. And the same with Thrift Books.

When I complained, they said that they pulled stock using the ISBN number on the book and that’s what I got. They had no way of examining the copy personally. But, I argued, the book cover you show is very different.

I didn’t get anywhere. Blackwell’s is now a smallish chain, Book Depository is an online giant, and even Thrift Books failed me.

Frustrating and maddening.

Since I’m not in England, I cannot go to independent book shops and look for the copy I want. If I order from Blackwell’s or John Daunt, they’ll pull the ISBN number.

Cue my scream.

So. I have two brand spanking new copies of Nine Coaches Waiting  and they’re lovely – just not what I want. I’ve kept one of them as a place marker until I find the one I want and I’m determined to find it. I think a giveaway is in order. I’ll be happy to send a copy to you, if you’re interested. If you are interested, let me know in your comment today. In about a week, I’ll gather all the ‘interested’ comments and randomly select two winners.

In the meantime, if any of my British readers come across the edition below, could you buy it and I’ll reimburse you? It’s a paperback and not at all expensive. I’ll gladly pay for shipping as well.

I just checked again this morning and both Book Depository and Blackwell’s show the above cover, but I’ve been burned three times, so I don’t dare order it.

Beautiful day today, sunny and a bit warmer. No rain on the horizon for at least the next five days.

Stay safe.

Happy Monday.

 

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Moms

May 8, 2022 at 9:30 am by Claudia

My mom’s name was Shirley. When I came across this book several years ago, I had to buy it. Faithful Shirley. She was that and so much more. I miss her every day.

A day of mixed feelings. I’m grateful for my wonderful mom. I wish I could have known Don’s mother, but she died before we met. So many people have complicated relationships with their mothers. So many people didn’t have a mother who was part of their daily life. So many people yearning to be a mother. And on and on.

I didn’t particularly want children – I was a late bloomer, heading off to graduate school at the age of 30 – life became very, very busy after that and even if I had wanted to have children, there was no time. I’ve always believed that the decision to have a child must be taken very seriously and I didn’t want it enough. I had my motherhood urges fulfilled by my relationships with my many students and by my beloved dogs and I’m very grateful.

I want to pay tribute to my sister who is a devoted and fierce mother to 3 sons. I stand in awe of her. Her two oldest sons dealt with serious issues while growing up and she fought for them every day. She never gave up. As adults, both of them are strong, kind, good, smart and successful – in life and in love and in simply being decent human beings. And of course, there’s Little Z – I don’t know what would have happened to him if Mere hadn’t been his therapist, almost since birth. She fell in love with him – as did the rest of the family. She fights for him every day. And he thrives because of that.

You can have no greater advocate than my sister.

I love her more than I can say. Her sons adore her. They know how lucky they are.

So Happy Mother’s Day to my sister. And to all of you who are moms, whether of human beings or animals. To all of you who miss your mothers: I’m with you. I understand. To those who have lost children, my heart is with you today. My parents deeply mourned the loss of my brother. Watching them try to cope with that loss was heartbreaking. They never fully recovered from it.

I could go on and on.

I hope your day today is exactly what you want it to be.

Stay safe.

Happy Sunday.

 

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