Sunday, June 24, 2007

Does Paul McCartney Dye His Hair?


I was just wondering about that when I saw an ad for his new cd.
He's my age (64) for gawds sake.
Really....

Rosie! Oh how I love Rosie. The vid when Viv lifts her arm to touch her moms face..delish. And who can forget the thrill of hearing that magic word.....Blogzie.... Also delish.

I love Ross too. I was thinking how great it would have been to have had a ROSS when I was young and trying to pick out images of "the gays".
I had Liberace.
Jay Leno calls Ross, my son. I'm in love with Jesse James, he's so cool with Ross.

Jon Stewart IS THE ONE!

I've been playing Scrabble on line. My pal Pete in Hoboken got me started. I'm addicted. You can check it out at http://thepixiepit.co.uk/ Maybe someone would like to join (ten bucks a year) and have a go at the "sewman". The Butler won't play. He says...I cheat...just because I know 2 letter words like, em, en. I was terrible at Scrabble "live," my spelling leaves a lot to be desired and I take forever to play. Not on line. You can check the spelling before you post your play. The dictionaries include words from the UK. You can try words all over the place, take all the time you need. Plus there is a selection called "Bingo Search". HELLO!

The coverage of the canidates, well what can be said. The Rudepundit helps. Huffington helps. But it's only just beginning, oy.
That's a quilt top I finished today. The dogs are there cause I wanted a new photo of them for my desk top. The fabrics are by Kaffe Fassett.
After I bought the fabrics, I said to the Butler, do you know the name Kaffe Fassett. He said, I do, I've even had dinner with him.
And on that sour note........(you simply cannot top the Butler),
rQm





Tuesday, August 08, 2006

HELLO BLOGGERS DID YA MISS ME ?

I've been reading, re-reading.
All of:
Laurie R. King
Jean Auel
James Clavell
Patrica Nell Warren
Donna Leon
Christopher Rice
Anne Rice
Michael Dibdin
They're like old friends come to dinner.

My beloved sister Ruth Ann was here for 10 days. We talked, I cooked, we quilted (she taught me to sew), shopped for babyboy grandson Austin clothes, talked, ate, talked, read and talked some more.
She manages a sewing machine store in Missouri. Teaches people to use these fantastic computerized things that are amazing to watch in action.

I was twelve when she was born. Our mother took one of her "dives" when RA was about six months old. I became her third parent. In todays world our mother would be diagnosed bi-polar. For a twelve year old boy all I saw was a crazy woman. I lived in fear of her next episode. Would she be crouched behind the house crying for hours or would she be off somewhere, nobody knew where.
We both survived her and I'm happy to say RA is a terrific woman, mom, grandmother, sisterfriend.

When RA is in her sewing machine instructor mode, what a joy to watch. She is so helpful, kind, and generous with all she knows. She know alot too.
She "serviced" both my machines and now they purr.
Oddly enough RA has never quilted. While here I got her started on a quilt for the baby girl grandchild she hopes to have someday. Of course she will take it to the next level. She will embroider lady bugs and dragon flies all over it.

Geez, I started this over a month ago and then my hard thingy crashed.
Well, thanks to the Butler and that nice man in India I have a new hard thingy and all's well with the world.

I'm working six shows a week being House Manager To The Stars in Sarasota, quilting, reading, making peach pies, seeing my dearest darling cousin, and waiting for someone else to get booted off Runway.

I'm horrified by what is going on in the world.
There is no profit in peace.

You can stop holding your breath Blogzie!

rQm

Saturday, May 20, 2006

PAT KAUFMAN

This painting was part of a diversity event/art show in Sarasota.
It was a thrill to she her work being seen.
You can see how small she is. A tiny
little thing with talent and brains
to match the size of the painting.
She paints, she writes, she does good in the world.
She gave the world to great daughters.
She gives great conversation, is interested in everything.
She's headed for Soho for the summer.
I'm gonna miss her.
rQm
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Saturday, May 06, 2006

COULD YOU DIE?





Dot and Dash.
Their names could be Joy and Bliss.
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Saturday, April 29, 2006

PEPPERS



Use 6/8 softball size peppers.
Peel and seed the peppers.
Slice 6 cloves garlic.
1/4 tsp. red pepper flakes
1/3 cup olive oil
salt to taste, (I don't spare the salt).
Saute garlic until it starts to color.
Julienne peppers, add to oil with red pepper flakes on med/high heat for 4/5 minutes, keep turning.
Add salt and more pepper to taste
Reduce heat to low and simmer for another4/5 minutes.
Usually I toast country Italian bread, liberally rub it with a garlic clove then brush olive oil on the bread.

These peppers are great with risotto, pasta, eggs, salad or right out of the bowl.

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Friday, April 21, 2006

GROVE STREET FAIR

Wednesday was Tracy's birthday.

Here we are people watching and having our photo taken at a street fair.
Tracy used this photo as a book mark for a book she gave me about rev. moon.
His being in the news again this week reminded me how much we hated him and wished him ill, I still do for both of us.

I heard on NPR that he owns/controls most of the fish used for sushi eaten in the usa.

Nice.

I'd love to stay and chat but I gotta get ready for Real Time so I can hear New Rules before blogzie does.

Smooches,
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Wednesday, March 29, 2006

STRANGERS


Baseball in the sun, so much fun.
REDS 7
DEVIL RAYS 6
Good pitching, good hitting, good game.
Ken Griffey Jr., a fan favorite.

The best part of the game/day was talking to all the strangers.

The man in front of me with his son. He told me he was visiting with his family from Colorado. The barber at his hotel offered him the tickets when he was getting his hair cut this morning. Everytime he talked to his son, he looked him in the eye.

The man from Cincinnati who had gotten off a plane in Tampa at 11:30, arrived at the ballpark at 1:10 knew every REDS player, what team they came from, their stats, how long theyhad been with the REDS, so so interesting since I'm not a REDS fan. He asked me if I thought the breasts of the woman Griffey gave a signed baseball to were real. I told him no.

We were there for baseball.
No crap.
No agendas.
Everyone real.
All present and accounted for.

What a terrific day.

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