Sunday, January 10, 2016
The Bunny
Many moons ago my father had picked me up from Harrison High School and we were on our way home. We lived in Purchase, New York (Purchase is home to Manhattanville College and abuts Greenwich, Connecticut). It was dusk. Daddy and I were just chatting away and all of a sudden a baby bunny ran in front of us and we felt a slight bump. Daddy, I could tell, was upset. He made a u-turn and he parked at the side of the road and went in search of what he hoped was an injured bunny. Unfortunately, the bunny was beyond help. I knew that if there was any hope at all that Daddy would have taken the bunny home and nursed it back to health. That was his nature. That is why he was a director of a summer camp for underprivileged children for many years, that is why is worked at the "Lighthouse of the Blind" in New York City and taught children woodworking. That is why he cherished his daughters and mentored his grandchildren. He loved chess and was always eager to pass his knowledge on to family members. He taught me how to fish using a worm as bait, to play golf. He was nicknamed "Doc" by his friends for some reason. I wish I had explored that more. He was a loyal friend and loving father and husband and grandfather. Greg believes he is the man he is today thanks partially to his grandfather. Gregory later went on to become nationally ranked in chess. In those years we didn't talk much, if at all, about our troubles. But, somehow Daddy always knew when I needed him and would be there for me. Years later I was driving and Leland was in the passenger seat, navigating when a bird flew into the front of our car and perished. I felt just dreadful, as if it was entirely my fault. That experience has never left me and at that point I knew the pain Daddy felt even though both incidents were unavoidable. Maybe it proves that I truly have some of my Dad's wonderful DNA in me. That makes me feel really happy. I am reading a series of The Royal Spyness mysteries by Rhys Bowen and wow are they good. I always enjoy reading about merry olde England. Give them a try! Corn Salad: three 15 oz canned yellow corn, drained - 2 bunches green onions, chopped - 1 (NOT) a full cup of mayo. Just before serving crush 1 bag of chili cheese fritos and stir in. Not a labor intensive recipe.
Saturday, December 13, 2014
A VERY HAPPY ENDING
My first child was due October 26th and his Father, Bill and I were thrilled about the impending arrival. In the meantime, My ankles swelled along with the rest of my body. I mentioned this to my doctor the head of obstetrics and gynecology at the White Plains Hospital in New York. He pooh poohed it all and the result was that on October 29, 1963 I delivered the placenta at home (placenta previa) and went into shock (it turned out that I had toxemia}. Bill drove me to the hospital and upon our arrival the nurses administered to me. My Parents arrived (Bill's Parent were living in Tehran, Iran) to give us moral support. A while later Dr. Montgomery arrived, dressed in a tuxedo and after an exam said to Bill and I directly quote "I see no reason to cut her open to haul out a dead baby". Maybe he had one cocktail too many since he left the room to sleep until it was delivery time. So I went into labour, knowing something was dreadfully wrong but not aware of what. Gregory William Hankinson was born, they rushed him to an incubator and worked on him. A dear friend of mine, Gloria Donati (Hart) came to visit me at the hospital and just burst into tears. Her presence met the world to me.
It was a wait and see game. I was very weak, frightened and so worried about my precious child. Bill and I had to leave him at the hospital and that was a moment in time I will never forget. We got a prognosis that he would be a "vegetable (from lack of oxegen) and when we finally took him home that was all we could think about as we fed and cuddled our little one. For some reason they could not get a heart beat and when he was born everyone was astonished when he was revived. Can you imagine how we watched over him? At my six week visit to Dr. Montgomery he said (and again I quote verbatim) "Well wasn't that the dammest thing". I learned later that I had high blood pressure which he apparently never picked up on. After five years we were told he would probably have learning difficulties. But our Gregory thrived and except for two eye operations for crossed eyes he flourished. He is my hero. God stepped in and decided he had future plans for our special gift. Gregory has turned out to be the best Son anyone could ask for. He is a college graduate and a bright and kind man. He had a Father who adored him (Bill passed away at the young age of 56 and now Leland has his first Son and loves him as his own.]
Bill and I were in our early twenties and at that time, so grateful to have Gregory that it never occurred to us that we had a case for a law suit. But then again, we were so grateful to have our baby that it truly didn't seem to matter. And, he was a joy to raise. He met each goal that was expected of him at all age levels. How very wrong the doctors' prognosis was, thankfully. He's 6'2" and not only does he make us proud but he makes us laugh and is ALWAYS here for us. He also knows how to talk his Mom out of the blues.
Then, in 1984 Greg was gifted with his little Sister, Laura. I am so very proud of my children and they have been such staunch supporters for me and their Dad through my illness.
Years before we moved to Berlin, Leland, Greg, Laura and I visited Chuck and Diana James in Berlin never realizing that we would one day move there. We also took Greg, Andrea and Laura to Paris and Norway. What fun!
Gregory, Mom loves you with all her heart, thank you for all you do and remember Dad and I are always on your side.
I just finished reading "THE CINDERELLA MURDER by MARY HIGGINS CLARK" WOW!
CRAB SPREAD (another recipe from the Pan Am cookbook)
16 oz cream cheese at room temp
1 T Worcesteshire sauce
1 1/2 t lemon juice
3 T mayo
1T dried chives
Mix above ingredients and spread in pie size dish. Refrigerate over night.Spread 1/2 of 12 oz bottle of Heinz chilli sauce over top Refrigerate for a short time until sauce is firmish. Sprinkle 12 oz can of drained crab over chilli sauce. decorate with fresh parsley. Refigerate at least an hour before serving. Serve with crackers. Garnish with lemon slices
It was a wait and see game. I was very weak, frightened and so worried about my precious child. Bill and I had to leave him at the hospital and that was a moment in time I will never forget. We got a prognosis that he would be a "vegetable (from lack of oxegen) and when we finally took him home that was all we could think about as we fed and cuddled our little one. For some reason they could not get a heart beat and when he was born everyone was astonished when he was revived. Can you imagine how we watched over him? At my six week visit to Dr. Montgomery he said (and again I quote verbatim) "Well wasn't that the dammest thing". I learned later that I had high blood pressure which he apparently never picked up on. After five years we were told he would probably have learning difficulties. But our Gregory thrived and except for two eye operations for crossed eyes he flourished. He is my hero. God stepped in and decided he had future plans for our special gift. Gregory has turned out to be the best Son anyone could ask for. He is a college graduate and a bright and kind man. He had a Father who adored him (Bill passed away at the young age of 56 and now Leland has his first Son and loves him as his own.]
Bill and I were in our early twenties and at that time, so grateful to have Gregory that it never occurred to us that we had a case for a law suit. But then again, we were so grateful to have our baby that it truly didn't seem to matter. And, he was a joy to raise. He met each goal that was expected of him at all age levels. How very wrong the doctors' prognosis was, thankfully. He's 6'2" and not only does he make us proud but he makes us laugh and is ALWAYS here for us. He also knows how to talk his Mom out of the blues.
Then, in 1984 Greg was gifted with his little Sister, Laura. I am so very proud of my children and they have been such staunch supporters for me and their Dad through my illness.
Years before we moved to Berlin, Leland, Greg, Laura and I visited Chuck and Diana James in Berlin never realizing that we would one day move there. We also took Greg, Andrea and Laura to Paris and Norway. What fun!
Gregory, Mom loves you with all her heart, thank you for all you do and remember Dad and I are always on your side.
I just finished reading "THE CINDERELLA MURDER by MARY HIGGINS CLARK" WOW!
CRAB SPREAD (another recipe from the Pan Am cookbook)
16 oz cream cheese at room temp
1 T Worcesteshire sauce
1 1/2 t lemon juice
3 T mayo
1T dried chives
Mix above ingredients and spread in pie size dish. Refrigerate over night.Spread 1/2 of 12 oz bottle of Heinz chilli sauce over top Refrigerate for a short time until sauce is firmish. Sprinkle 12 oz can of drained crab over chilli sauce. decorate with fresh parsley. Refigerate at least an hour before serving. Serve with crackers. Garnish with lemon slices
Sunday, December 7, 2014
BERLIN
Leland, Laura and I were living in Brookfield, Connecticut and Leland was flying out of JFK Airport on European flights. Leland was asked if he would like to relocate to Berlin, West Germany where Pan Am had a base. We discussed it and quickly decided it was a marvelous opportunity. We flew first class to Berlin and it turned out to be a fortuitous flight as we met a dentist and his ex Lufthansa flight attendant wife. They owned an apartment in the Zelendorf section of Berlin and they invited us to look at it as a potential rental. Long story short, we loved it and rented it. We were the only non-Germans but that didn't matter as we met some lovely people dwelling there. It was a wonderful location because Laura and I could be in the town in under ten minutes. Woolworth's was the big attraction. We were also able to shop on the Army base at the PX.
Laura entered kindergarten at the German-American school and thrived there. It was a little eerie being surrounded by the Berlin Wall but we got along beautifully by car, bus and train. We passed through check point Charlie to get to East Berlin which can only be described as going from technicolor to black and white. From smiling faces to sullen faces. A big contrast!
The Pan Amers gravitated to one another and we had a blast! During our two year stay we made some lasting friendships and for a country girl I quickly adapted to city living. We entertained out of town guests, including my Mom on more then one occasion. What a trouper she was as we traveled throughout Germany, Czechoslovachia, Yugoslavia, Austria etc. She was so adventurous and eager to see everything.
Laura flourished in school but like her Mother and Dad did not have an "ear" for the German language. But fortunately most Germans' spoke excellent English.
I was given a surprise 50th birthday party there and in general had a great experience. Then, President Reagan proclaimed "tear down this wall", newscasters descended on Berlin, and bad stuff was happening. We had a security alert from terrorism and school buses had armed guards on them, China had severe problems etc. and people were fleeing into West Germany from Communist countries. Leland made the decision That Laura and I should head home and eventually Pan Am closed the Berlin base and all Pan Amers headed home. But, what a glorious time we had there while it lasted.
"AUF WIEDERSEHEN - Will the last one out please turn off the oven" A collection of recipes from Pan Amers!
CHICKEN GRUYERE (SERVES 4)
4 boneless chicken breast, pounded to 1/4 inch thick
1/2 cup flour
6 T butter
8 green onions, thinly sliced
12-16 fresh mushroom, sliced
1 cup dry white wine
1 cup heavy cream
6 oz gruyere cheese
Preheat oven to 400 degrees
Salt and pepper and lightly flour cutlets. Melt butter in skillet over medium-high heat. When bubbly, add chicken and brown quickly on each side. Meanwhile slice mushrooms and onions. Remove cutlets when brown, put in baking dish. Add onions and mushrooms to skillet, saute about 2 minutes. Add wine and cream. Cook 2 minutes while stirring. Pour mixture over over cutlets, grate cheese over cutlets. Bake in preheated oven 5-10 minutes. Serve with rice and a nice roasted veggie.\
It is so nice to think about all the adventures we had but frankly folks we are enjoying our peaceful life and living in this lovely community. It is wonderful to look at pictures depicting our stay in Toulouse, France (Laura took her first steps there) our trip to Norway with Laura, Andrea and Greg and many more adventures Now we sit back in our new "perfect sleep recliners" and let our thoughts take us to exotic places. But, really folks, there is no place like HOME! Love to all, Arlene
Laura entered kindergarten at the German-American school and thrived there. It was a little eerie being surrounded by the Berlin Wall but we got along beautifully by car, bus and train. We passed through check point Charlie to get to East Berlin which can only be described as going from technicolor to black and white. From smiling faces to sullen faces. A big contrast!
The Pan Amers gravitated to one another and we had a blast! During our two year stay we made some lasting friendships and for a country girl I quickly adapted to city living. We entertained out of town guests, including my Mom on more then one occasion. What a trouper she was as we traveled throughout Germany, Czechoslovachia, Yugoslavia, Austria etc. She was so adventurous and eager to see everything.
Laura flourished in school but like her Mother and Dad did not have an "ear" for the German language. But fortunately most Germans' spoke excellent English.
I was given a surprise 50th birthday party there and in general had a great experience. Then, President Reagan proclaimed "tear down this wall", newscasters descended on Berlin, and bad stuff was happening. We had a security alert from terrorism and school buses had armed guards on them, China had severe problems etc. and people were fleeing into West Germany from Communist countries. Leland made the decision That Laura and I should head home and eventually Pan Am closed the Berlin base and all Pan Amers headed home. But, what a glorious time we had there while it lasted.
"AUF WIEDERSEHEN - Will the last one out please turn off the oven" A collection of recipes from Pan Amers!
CHICKEN GRUYERE (SERVES 4)
4 boneless chicken breast, pounded to 1/4 inch thick
1/2 cup flour
6 T butter
8 green onions, thinly sliced
12-16 fresh mushroom, sliced
1 cup dry white wine
1 cup heavy cream
6 oz gruyere cheese
Preheat oven to 400 degrees
Salt and pepper and lightly flour cutlets. Melt butter in skillet over medium-high heat. When bubbly, add chicken and brown quickly on each side. Meanwhile slice mushrooms and onions. Remove cutlets when brown, put in baking dish. Add onions and mushrooms to skillet, saute about 2 minutes. Add wine and cream. Cook 2 minutes while stirring. Pour mixture over over cutlets, grate cheese over cutlets. Bake in preheated oven 5-10 minutes. Serve with rice and a nice roasted veggie.\
It is so nice to think about all the adventures we had but frankly folks we are enjoying our peaceful life and living in this lovely community. It is wonderful to look at pictures depicting our stay in Toulouse, France (Laura took her first steps there) our trip to Norway with Laura, Andrea and Greg and many more adventures Now we sit back in our new "perfect sleep recliners" and let our thoughts take us to exotic places. But, really folks, there is no place like HOME! Love to all, Arlene
Saturday, December 6, 2014
HAPPY HOLIDAYS'
If some of my previous blogs have brought a little humor, reflection, nostalgia, and inspiration into your life then I am truly happy that I have used this venue in a good way. It's been awhile in between blogs and I really don't have a good excuse for the lapse of time. I think it is just called laziness and a lack of a good topic. But, folks it is the holiday season and what better time to reflect on the past.
When I was younger and we were living at my Grandparents' house Christmas was always celebrated there. I also knew that I would ALWAYS receive underwear from my Grandmother! For a very talented and creative person she certainly lacked imagination in the gift giving department. We could, however, always depend on the traditional Christmas dinner: roast beef, yorkshire pudding etc and that was a good thing. Then my four boy cousins and I would go outside and play in the snow. My little Sister was too young to join in the fun. Growing up in the forties and fifties was a no brainer, school, church, the Y, Junior League, Eastern Star etc. All innocent and fun things. I look back now and realize we survived very well without cell phones, computers and all the gadgets that are available now. We learned cursive writing and took pride in our penmanship. We communicated with our friends verbally. I don't remember life being complex at all. Family and friends were and are still important and life seemed so much more simpler and serene. Of course, we weren't Parents then so we didn't worry about our offspring. All that worrying came along with our offspring. But, how grateful we are for them. Along with the worry comes the pride and joys of being a parent.
This year has flown by much too quickly. I reached what I consider a milestone this year; seventy-five! Wow! Leland is now seventy-nine and in June will be eighty. I guess we are considered elderly now but that's okay.
We got the most fabulous news on Thanksgiving Day. Our "baby", Laura got engaged to Joe Galloway and we are so delighted he will become a member of our family and we of his. Life goes on! They will start their own traditions and I hope that Laura will record for her family the history of the Wood and Larson families. She never met either of her Grandfathers but I hope through pictures and the written word she will get a sense of what wonderful men they were. I am not sad writing this - I take that back as I am now teary but in a good way.
There will be no recipe today because I struggled to make a turtle cake today to take to a function tonight and it was exhausting to make, the oven is a mess from overflowing stuff and I realize that baking is no longer fun.
But I can tell you that I just finished reading "THE ESCAPE" BY DAVID BALDACCI and LOVED IT!
Next time there will be a recipe when I get over the post traumatic stress from todays' creation and the oven gets clean!
Love to all! Arlene
When I was younger and we were living at my Grandparents' house Christmas was always celebrated there. I also knew that I would ALWAYS receive underwear from my Grandmother! For a very talented and creative person she certainly lacked imagination in the gift giving department. We could, however, always depend on the traditional Christmas dinner: roast beef, yorkshire pudding etc and that was a good thing. Then my four boy cousins and I would go outside and play in the snow. My little Sister was too young to join in the fun. Growing up in the forties and fifties was a no brainer, school, church, the Y, Junior League, Eastern Star etc. All innocent and fun things. I look back now and realize we survived very well without cell phones, computers and all the gadgets that are available now. We learned cursive writing and took pride in our penmanship. We communicated with our friends verbally. I don't remember life being complex at all. Family and friends were and are still important and life seemed so much more simpler and serene. Of course, we weren't Parents then so we didn't worry about our offspring. All that worrying came along with our offspring. But, how grateful we are for them. Along with the worry comes the pride and joys of being a parent.
This year has flown by much too quickly. I reached what I consider a milestone this year; seventy-five! Wow! Leland is now seventy-nine and in June will be eighty. I guess we are considered elderly now but that's okay.
We got the most fabulous news on Thanksgiving Day. Our "baby", Laura got engaged to Joe Galloway and we are so delighted he will become a member of our family and we of his. Life goes on! They will start their own traditions and I hope that Laura will record for her family the history of the Wood and Larson families. She never met either of her Grandfathers but I hope through pictures and the written word she will get a sense of what wonderful men they were. I am not sad writing this - I take that back as I am now teary but in a good way.
There will be no recipe today because I struggled to make a turtle cake today to take to a function tonight and it was exhausting to make, the oven is a mess from overflowing stuff and I realize that baking is no longer fun.
But I can tell you that I just finished reading "THE ESCAPE" BY DAVID BALDACCI and LOVED IT!
Next time there will be a recipe when I get over the post traumatic stress from todays' creation and the oven gets clean!
Love to all! Arlene
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
I'M BACK!
Hello Friends and Family,
It has been so long since I have written on my blog that I am out practice and not sure how to begin. In the past few months I have had two carpal tunnel surgeries and Leland was diagnosed with macular degeneration and had a successful ablation procedure. So, medical news out of the way lets get to the nitty-grity and tell some stories, share a recipe and a recommendation for good reading.
Firstly, I have had a lot of time to ponder about life, the joys and here and there the tribulations. I look at my beloved husband and there is not a day that goes by that I am not grateful for his love, kindness, support and strength. Leland, you are the best gift I have ever received. It took awhile for us to find one another again but it was sure worth the wait. When we were young, eleven and seven we never even thought about what the future held in store for us. We just went our merry way enjoying the innocence of the young. Playing outside, in all kinds of weather with the neighborhood kids. When I was thirteen I traveled along with Leland's Mother, his Sister, Marilyn and Lee to Chicago. Leland and his Mother shared the driving. They were driving out to Iowa to plan Marilyn's wedding and to drop Leland off at Iowa State. I was left off with my Aunt and Uncle outside of Chicago to spend the summer. My childless Aunt bleached my hair very blond (my Mother never did believe the sun did it). At first I was very sad and weepy because Leland was going to be so far away but my Aunt and Uncle were gracious hosts and I had a lovely visit. At the end of the summer I flew back to New York feeling very sophisticated with my blond hair and a lovely tan.
Everything changed, however, as Leland was gone and at fifteen my family moved away. But, as luck and fate would have it, Leland and I renewed our relationship and the rest is history!
I try not to dwell on my health issue but honestly there are days when I can't help but think what the future holds. So far, so good! As our Son, Greg says to us, enjoy each and every day. We'll do, Sweetie.
I try not to get paranoid about ISIS, ebola etc. but times are really yucky and we sure do hope that the upcoming elections swing in our favor - WE NEED ATTENTIVE and strong leadership! Just vote, folks, please.
Lately, I have devoured each and every one of M. C. Beaton's Agatha Raisin Cotswold mystery story. I buy most of them on Amazon, used for a penny plus postage. They are light and funny reading.
I am not hinting but on November 5th I will turn 75 - egads! How blessed I am to get to that milestone.
Roasted Portobello Mushrooms
1 tablespoon pine nuts
8 portobello mushrooms
l tablespoon lemon juice
4 tablespoon olive oil
2 cloves crushed garlic
sea salt and freshly ground pepper
1 tablespoon chopped fresh flat leaf parsley
Put the pine nuts in a dry frying pan and cook over a gentle heat until golden. Remove to a plate and set aside. Mix the lemon juice with three tablespoons of water in a bowl. Put the oil, garlic, salt and pepper in another bowl and pour half over the base of a large baking tray Arrange the mushrooms on the tray, open side down in one layer and brush the tops with the rest of the oil. Roast in a preheated 425 degree
oven for 10 minutes, then turn the mushrooms over. Brush their insides with the diluted lemon juice using a pastry brush. Return to the oven and cook for a further five minutes. Remove from the oven, sprinkle with pine nuts and chopped parsley. Serve immediately.
Well, it is so nice getting back to the blog and just chatting with y'all. Hope you are all well and happy. Much love, Arlene
It has been so long since I have written on my blog that I am out practice and not sure how to begin. In the past few months I have had two carpal tunnel surgeries and Leland was diagnosed with macular degeneration and had a successful ablation procedure. So, medical news out of the way lets get to the nitty-grity and tell some stories, share a recipe and a recommendation for good reading.
Firstly, I have had a lot of time to ponder about life, the joys and here and there the tribulations. I look at my beloved husband and there is not a day that goes by that I am not grateful for his love, kindness, support and strength. Leland, you are the best gift I have ever received. It took awhile for us to find one another again but it was sure worth the wait. When we were young, eleven and seven we never even thought about what the future held in store for us. We just went our merry way enjoying the innocence of the young. Playing outside, in all kinds of weather with the neighborhood kids. When I was thirteen I traveled along with Leland's Mother, his Sister, Marilyn and Lee to Chicago. Leland and his Mother shared the driving. They were driving out to Iowa to plan Marilyn's wedding and to drop Leland off at Iowa State. I was left off with my Aunt and Uncle outside of Chicago to spend the summer. My childless Aunt bleached my hair very blond (my Mother never did believe the sun did it). At first I was very sad and weepy because Leland was going to be so far away but my Aunt and Uncle were gracious hosts and I had a lovely visit. At the end of the summer I flew back to New York feeling very sophisticated with my blond hair and a lovely tan.
Everything changed, however, as Leland was gone and at fifteen my family moved away. But, as luck and fate would have it, Leland and I renewed our relationship and the rest is history!
I try not to dwell on my health issue but honestly there are days when I can't help but think what the future holds. So far, so good! As our Son, Greg says to us, enjoy each and every day. We'll do, Sweetie.
I try not to get paranoid about ISIS, ebola etc. but times are really yucky and we sure do hope that the upcoming elections swing in our favor - WE NEED ATTENTIVE and strong leadership! Just vote, folks, please.
Lately, I have devoured each and every one of M. C. Beaton's Agatha Raisin Cotswold mystery story. I buy most of them on Amazon, used for a penny plus postage. They are light and funny reading.
I am not hinting but on November 5th I will turn 75 - egads! How blessed I am to get to that milestone.
Roasted Portobello Mushrooms
1 tablespoon pine nuts
8 portobello mushrooms
l tablespoon lemon juice
4 tablespoon olive oil
2 cloves crushed garlic
sea salt and freshly ground pepper
1 tablespoon chopped fresh flat leaf parsley
Put the pine nuts in a dry frying pan and cook over a gentle heat until golden. Remove to a plate and set aside. Mix the lemon juice with three tablespoons of water in a bowl. Put the oil, garlic, salt and pepper in another bowl and pour half over the base of a large baking tray Arrange the mushrooms on the tray, open side down in one layer and brush the tops with the rest of the oil. Roast in a preheated 425 degree
oven for 10 minutes, then turn the mushrooms over. Brush their insides with the diluted lemon juice using a pastry brush. Return to the oven and cook for a further five minutes. Remove from the oven, sprinkle with pine nuts and chopped parsley. Serve immediately.
Well, it is so nice getting back to the blog and just chatting with y'all. Hope you are all well and happy. Much love, Arlene
Monday, April 28, 2014
HELLO
Life, at times can be very complicated. It isn't always easy to navigate through life without coming to a roadblock or two in our way. (I know that I have mentioned that topic of conversation before). Complete satisfaction in everything that is going on in our lives at the same time is not always obtainable. So, we do the best we can under circumstances out of our control. At the moment I am trying to "snap out of" the "woe is me" stage I am in. Believe you me I count my blessings and thank God for the wonderful progress I have made. But, I am writing this with a brace on my thumb and the pain of carpal tunnel and arthritis making me uncomfortable. But, as you can read I am doing the best I can. Thank goodness for the delete tab! I know that in the not too distant future I will have to make a decision to have surgery. Not a pleasant decision! But, it will also depend on what the doctors' decide. Time will tell. Stay tuned!
On a happy note we had a delightful weekend joining some friends for our monthly get together. The men tell jokes, talk about sports and politics. The women gab about all sorts of topics. We do try and not focus on medical conditions and we all get gussed up. It's fun and it also makes us realize how many wonderful friends we have here. I brought my peach surprise dessert from an earlier blog and it seemed to be a hit.
Laura and Joe spent the weekend in Charleston with their best friends, Kate and Alec. They went fishing and much to their dismay Laura and Kate caught stingrays. UGH! The men caught fish but released them. They had such a terrific visit. They are home "safe and sound". That makes Mama happy!
Up in New York my great nephew, Jack celebrated his first birthday (with Grandma Centre in attendance) with a crowd of children and adults at a restaurant catering to childrens' parties in Riverdale. The food was supplied from a restaurant on Arthur Ave. (Little Italy) in N.Y.C. They all had a blast! Jack was all dressed up complete with a bow tie and just smiled away. He has a doting family and as a result is a VERY happy child.
I just got back from a walk (7:30p.m.) What perfect weather; a slight breeze and no sun beating down on me. The grass is starting to turn green, the trees are abloom and a hint of a floral scent wafted through the air from the budding shrubs. All of a sudden, all was right with the world and my little troubles floated up, up and away, I guess getting a little exercise mentally makes me feel better. I must get in the habit of taking a walk, weather permitting every evening.
We are looking forward to Greg's visit this week. He's been great taking me out to do errands when necessary. Which reminds me how anxious I am to drive again so that I can reciprocate the kindness of all who take me here and there. Thanks all!
I am reading "THE TARGET" by David Baldacci and truly enjoying it.
I'm too lazy to go back through all of my old recipes so I am hoping that this is not a repeat.
HAWAIIAN NUT SANDWICHES (makes 12 dozen party sandwiches
1/4 cup evaporated milk
2 (8oz) pkg cream cheese, softened
1 cup crushed pineapple, drained well
1/4 chopped pecans
Blend milk and cheese together. Add pineapple and nuts. Blend well. Good on orange or raisin bread as well as thin white bread. I think this is a great recipe for a ladies' tea.
Have a great week and stay happy and healthy. There are many of you in my prayers. Love, Arlene
On a happy note we had a delightful weekend joining some friends for our monthly get together. The men tell jokes, talk about sports and politics. The women gab about all sorts of topics. We do try and not focus on medical conditions and we all get gussed up. It's fun and it also makes us realize how many wonderful friends we have here. I brought my peach surprise dessert from an earlier blog and it seemed to be a hit.
Laura and Joe spent the weekend in Charleston with their best friends, Kate and Alec. They went fishing and much to their dismay Laura and Kate caught stingrays. UGH! The men caught fish but released them. They had such a terrific visit. They are home "safe and sound". That makes Mama happy!
Up in New York my great nephew, Jack celebrated his first birthday (with Grandma Centre in attendance) with a crowd of children and adults at a restaurant catering to childrens' parties in Riverdale. The food was supplied from a restaurant on Arthur Ave. (Little Italy) in N.Y.C. They all had a blast! Jack was all dressed up complete with a bow tie and just smiled away. He has a doting family and as a result is a VERY happy child.
I just got back from a walk (7:30p.m.) What perfect weather; a slight breeze and no sun beating down on me. The grass is starting to turn green, the trees are abloom and a hint of a floral scent wafted through the air from the budding shrubs. All of a sudden, all was right with the world and my little troubles floated up, up and away, I guess getting a little exercise mentally makes me feel better. I must get in the habit of taking a walk, weather permitting every evening.
We are looking forward to Greg's visit this week. He's been great taking me out to do errands when necessary. Which reminds me how anxious I am to drive again so that I can reciprocate the kindness of all who take me here and there. Thanks all!
I am reading "THE TARGET" by David Baldacci and truly enjoying it.
I'm too lazy to go back through all of my old recipes so I am hoping that this is not a repeat.
HAWAIIAN NUT SANDWICHES (makes 12 dozen party sandwiches
1/4 cup evaporated milk
2 (8oz) pkg cream cheese, softened
1 cup crushed pineapple, drained well
1/4 chopped pecans
Blend milk and cheese together. Add pineapple and nuts. Blend well. Good on orange or raisin bread as well as thin white bread. I think this is a great recipe for a ladies' tea.
Have a great week and stay happy and healthy. There are many of you in my prayers. Love, Arlene
Monday, April 21, 2014
CARING
We are constantly getting emails which we, for the most part dutifully read. Some make us laugh, others provoke anger at what is happening to our country and some touch our hearts and put everything that is happening in our lives, in perspective. Leland and I read about a young man who lost both arms and both legs fighting for our country. He came home to his girlfriend who remained by his side during his recovery. She remained faithful while he coped with the reality of his situation. Obviously, he was not the same young man when he came home. His girlfriend would carry him on her back up the staircase and whenever it was appropriate. This couple got married, he with his new prosthetics and she a picture in white. They approached the future with enthusiasm. How brave! Their's is not the only story. Have we forgotten our wounded warriors and their families? Are enough thoughts, prayers and help going their way. Remember how ill-treated our Vietnam veterans were treated. Remember Jane Fonda? How can anyone give her "the time of day". She is and always will be a traitor in my eyes.
Reading that email put so much in perspective for me personally. That young man and others like him make my situation seem trivial in comparison. Let's make a decision to thank these young man and woman in uniform and to keep them in our daily prayers. Let's thank the doctor' and caretakers who help them. Let's hope that they get the help and counseling they need to rejoin society and let's let them know we are proud of their service to our Country and we love each and everyone of them. God Bless them! And finally I hope our government treats them with dignity and makes our armed force the strongest in the world - whatever it takes!
Just a note: Our Easter dinner was fabulous! and several of our Husbands' in attendance served in Vietnam and/or the armed services. They too, have our thanks.
Have a wonderful week, Arlene
Thanks to Bonnie Rossner this recipe is the VERY best dessert I have ever had.
STRAWBERRY PRETZEL DESSERT
2 cups of finely crushed pretzel sticks
3/4 cup melted butter
1/4 cup firmly packed light brown sugar
2 cups sliced fresh strawberries
1 (14oz) can sweetened condensed milk
1/2 of an 8oz package cream cheese softened
4T, plus 1 t of strawberry gelatin (out of a 3 oz pkg
2 cups whipping cream, divided
1/3 cup granulated sugar
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Stir together first three ingredients, firmly press on bottom , up sides and
onto lip of lightly greased 10 inch pie plate. Bake about 10 minutes. Remove from oven onto a wire rack and cool completely (about 30 min). Process strawberries in a food processor or chop by hand. Beat condensed milk and next two ingredients at medium speed with a electric mixer until smooth. Add strawberries, beat at low speed until blended. Transfer to a large bowl. Beat 3/4 cup of the whipping cream at high speed until soft peaks form. Gently fold whipped cream into strawberry mixture. Spoon into prepared crust and spread evenly. Cover and freeze for 8 to 12 hours. Beat remaining 1 1/4 cups whipping cream at high speed until foamy; gradually add sugar until soft peaks form. Spread over pie. Freeze 1 hour until whipping cream is frozen. Keep in freezer until 15 to 20 minutes before serving. Southern Living - June 2012. Thanks again Bonnie!
Reading that email put so much in perspective for me personally. That young man and others like him make my situation seem trivial in comparison. Let's make a decision to thank these young man and woman in uniform and to keep them in our daily prayers. Let's thank the doctor' and caretakers who help them. Let's hope that they get the help and counseling they need to rejoin society and let's let them know we are proud of their service to our Country and we love each and everyone of them. God Bless them! And finally I hope our government treats them with dignity and makes our armed force the strongest in the world - whatever it takes!
Just a note: Our Easter dinner was fabulous! and several of our Husbands' in attendance served in Vietnam and/or the armed services. They too, have our thanks.
Have a wonderful week, Arlene
Thanks to Bonnie Rossner this recipe is the VERY best dessert I have ever had.
STRAWBERRY PRETZEL DESSERT
2 cups of finely crushed pretzel sticks
3/4 cup melted butter
1/4 cup firmly packed light brown sugar
2 cups sliced fresh strawberries
1 (14oz) can sweetened condensed milk
1/2 of an 8oz package cream cheese softened
4T, plus 1 t of strawberry gelatin (out of a 3 oz pkg
2 cups whipping cream, divided
1/3 cup granulated sugar
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Stir together first three ingredients, firmly press on bottom , up sides and
onto lip of lightly greased 10 inch pie plate. Bake about 10 minutes. Remove from oven onto a wire rack and cool completely (about 30 min). Process strawberries in a food processor or chop by hand. Beat condensed milk and next two ingredients at medium speed with a electric mixer until smooth. Add strawberries, beat at low speed until blended. Transfer to a large bowl. Beat 3/4 cup of the whipping cream at high speed until soft peaks form. Gently fold whipped cream into strawberry mixture. Spoon into prepared crust and spread evenly. Cover and freeze for 8 to 12 hours. Beat remaining 1 1/4 cups whipping cream at high speed until foamy; gradually add sugar until soft peaks form. Spread over pie. Freeze 1 hour until whipping cream is frozen. Keep in freezer until 15 to 20 minutes before serving. Southern Living - June 2012. Thanks again Bonnie!
Sunday, April 20, 2014
EASTER AND PASSOVER
I want to take a moment to wish all of our family and friends a very Happy Easter and a very Happy Passover. Today we will be going over to our dear friends, Pat and Tommy Demetriou for Easter supper along with some additional neighbors. We are most thankful to be able to celebrate this joyous holiday and we truly do appreciate the meaning of Easter. It also evokes fond memories from my childhood. I would wake up Easter morning to find a basket full of goodies next to my bed. Yummy. After breakfast I would embark on a hunt for beautifully colored eggs. After putting on my lovely new dress and bonnet, the family would go to church. And perhaps we would visit with relatives later in the day.
The visit with Victoria and Preston passed all too quickly but a a lot was packed into the three and a half days. Victoria and Preston and Leland went to see " "Heaven is For Real" (they all loved it) on Wednesday while I played bridge ( and won!) We then went to the Redeemer Church for dinner and as always enjoyed the food and chatting with our neighbors. Thursday Vikki and I galavanted and Preston and Grandpa went shooting with Tommy D. Greg joined us for dinner that evening. We had such a good visit and loved hearing Preston and Vikki play the keyboard. Grandpa and Grammy are quite the proud Grandparents! We appreciated the fact that they took the time to drive down from Virginia. They spent Friday evening at Laura's and Joe's and the four of them had a terrific time. Now, we are so excited that our wonderful friends June and John will be coming toward the end of May.
It's so incredible that April is going by so quickly. I know it sounds ridiculous but summer is almost upon us. I am not big fan of hot weather or sleeveless clothes. Who likes to see ones arms flapping! And, I always have to lather up with sunscreen before venturing out. I am a shade and breeze seeker. As a teenager I loved being tan but as an adult I strive to stay out of the blazing sun. Hats, here I come again.
I have been walking and find that I have more energy. That is a very good thing. But, I do recognize when I get tired and take the time to rest. Pills are the culprit for my tiredness. A side effect that I will just have to live with. I am happy to do that if they help keeping me well and seizure free.
As I have mentioned on numerous occasions I am quite content spending the day with Leland. Thank goodness we have each other. I just adore being with him!
Going to read "Tempting Fate" by Jane Green.
Victoria brought a dip that she made and it is so delicious I am sharing her recipe with y'all.
Black Bean Salsa
2 cans black beans
2 cans Rotel chunky
1 can shoe peg corn
1 red onion, chopped
3 tomatilla tomatoes (skin removed) chopped
6 T lime juice
1 T cumin
1 T chopped garlic
chopped cilantro to taste (can use cilantro paste in a tube)
1 T olive oil
Mix together and chill. Serve with pita chips or tortilla chips
God Bless you one and all. Love, Arlene
The visit with Victoria and Preston passed all too quickly but a a lot was packed into the three and a half days. Victoria and Preston and Leland went to see " "Heaven is For Real" (they all loved it) on Wednesday while I played bridge ( and won!) We then went to the Redeemer Church for dinner and as always enjoyed the food and chatting with our neighbors. Thursday Vikki and I galavanted and Preston and Grandpa went shooting with Tommy D. Greg joined us for dinner that evening. We had such a good visit and loved hearing Preston and Vikki play the keyboard. Grandpa and Grammy are quite the proud Grandparents! We appreciated the fact that they took the time to drive down from Virginia. They spent Friday evening at Laura's and Joe's and the four of them had a terrific time. Now, we are so excited that our wonderful friends June and John will be coming toward the end of May.
It's so incredible that April is going by so quickly. I know it sounds ridiculous but summer is almost upon us. I am not big fan of hot weather or sleeveless clothes. Who likes to see ones arms flapping! And, I always have to lather up with sunscreen before venturing out. I am a shade and breeze seeker. As a teenager I loved being tan but as an adult I strive to stay out of the blazing sun. Hats, here I come again.
I have been walking and find that I have more energy. That is a very good thing. But, I do recognize when I get tired and take the time to rest. Pills are the culprit for my tiredness. A side effect that I will just have to live with. I am happy to do that if they help keeping me well and seizure free.
As I have mentioned on numerous occasions I am quite content spending the day with Leland. Thank goodness we have each other. I just adore being with him!
Going to read "Tempting Fate" by Jane Green.
Victoria brought a dip that she made and it is so delicious I am sharing her recipe with y'all.
Black Bean Salsa
2 cans black beans
2 cans Rotel chunky
1 can shoe peg corn
1 red onion, chopped
3 tomatilla tomatoes (skin removed) chopped
6 T lime juice
1 T cumin
1 T chopped garlic
chopped cilantro to taste (can use cilantro paste in a tube)
1 T olive oil
Mix together and chill. Serve with pita chips or tortilla chips
God Bless you one and all. Love, Arlene
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
FICKLE
Leland is at poker (Reagan is sitting by the front door waiting for his return) and I am "doing a little, sitting a little". You remember my Mother's adage. It is chilly out today so I am snuggled up. Victoria, our eldest and Preston are driving down from Virginia and are expected around 5:30 pm. It has been well over a year since we last saw them so we expect to see quite a change in our teenage Grandson. They, of course, will see quite a change in me, post surgery. Except for getting tired very easily, a consequence of all my medications, I am doing quite well.
Someone mentioned to me that meditation is very theraputic. I have tried it and found that when I try to close my mind off, things continually pop into my head: i.e. we need bread, I really need to do this or that, it's so and sos' birthday etc. Maybe I should pick up a book at the library on chanting! Perhaps that will put me in a concentrated frame of mind. But then, I would realize that my chanting is not on key and that will spoil everything.
I have a variety of faults but my most blatant one is that is I go from doing one chore to another before completing the first task. At the moment the living room rug is half vacuumed. I decided I needed to update my blog. Clothes that need to be folded and put away are folded but then I run (make that waddle) to do another thing that pops into my mind. I suddenly need to clean the inside of the micro-wave. And, y'all know about my decorating habits and that I go back and forth on Ebay (I'm back!) A psychologist would consider me a gold mine. "Honey, you know that screen porch you have always wanted, please call the builder". Obviously, I am a fickle task doer and sometimes that puts me in a pickle when guests are arriving. I need to focus on one thing at a time. But at 74 years of age I truly think I am hopeless. For all my life I have been this way and for me it is definitely too late to change. I eventually get things done, but I do them at my own speed called a snail's pace.
The only reason I don't leave my blog and go put on nail polish (which I really need to do) is because I am not quite sure how to save the blog and don't want to publish it half done. This I stick to out of fear!
I am reading M.C. Beaton's latest book: "Death of a Policeman". I am halfway through it - of course! There were things that needed doing in between. But, it's a great book. And, oh yes, I had a lovely chat with my wonderful and caring Cousin, Joan today. She always checks up on me. Thank you!
Coconut Shrimp Dip
Honestly I have never made this recipes but I came across it in my Recipe box and it sounds intriguing. I adore curry so I am going to take a chance on it. Good luck!
1/2 cup cooked baby shrimp
2 green onions, chopped
1/2 cup shredded coconut
dash pepper
1 cup sour cream
l teaspoon curry powder (or to taste)
1/4 teaspoon salt
Mix all ingredients and served chilled with crackers or thinly sliced french bread. Or, maybe you have a better serving idea?
Have a lovely week, Love, Arlene
Someone mentioned to me that meditation is very theraputic. I have tried it and found that when I try to close my mind off, things continually pop into my head: i.e. we need bread, I really need to do this or that, it's so and sos' birthday etc. Maybe I should pick up a book at the library on chanting! Perhaps that will put me in a concentrated frame of mind. But then, I would realize that my chanting is not on key and that will spoil everything.
I have a variety of faults but my most blatant one is that is I go from doing one chore to another before completing the first task. At the moment the living room rug is half vacuumed. I decided I needed to update my blog. Clothes that need to be folded and put away are folded but then I run (make that waddle) to do another thing that pops into my mind. I suddenly need to clean the inside of the micro-wave. And, y'all know about my decorating habits and that I go back and forth on Ebay (I'm back!) A psychologist would consider me a gold mine. "Honey, you know that screen porch you have always wanted, please call the builder". Obviously, I am a fickle task doer and sometimes that puts me in a pickle when guests are arriving. I need to focus on one thing at a time. But at 74 years of age I truly think I am hopeless. For all my life I have been this way and for me it is definitely too late to change. I eventually get things done, but I do them at my own speed called a snail's pace.
The only reason I don't leave my blog and go put on nail polish (which I really need to do) is because I am not quite sure how to save the blog and don't want to publish it half done. This I stick to out of fear!
I am reading M.C. Beaton's latest book: "Death of a Policeman". I am halfway through it - of course! There were things that needed doing in between. But, it's a great book. And, oh yes, I had a lovely chat with my wonderful and caring Cousin, Joan today. She always checks up on me. Thank you!
Coconut Shrimp Dip
Honestly I have never made this recipes but I came across it in my Recipe box and it sounds intriguing. I adore curry so I am going to take a chance on it. Good luck!
1/2 cup cooked baby shrimp
2 green onions, chopped
1/2 cup shredded coconut
dash pepper
1 cup sour cream
l teaspoon curry powder (or to taste)
1/4 teaspoon salt
Mix all ingredients and served chilled with crackers or thinly sliced french bread. Or, maybe you have a better serving idea?
Have a lovely week, Love, Arlene
Friday, April 11, 2014
BLOOMIN!
When we moved to Georgia over twenty years ago I remember someone saying to me, "if you have never had allergies you will get them eventually". Well, eventually is NOW! Leland took me to Dr. Bozof again yesterday (I hope he doesn't think I have a crush on him!) because I have been coughing etc. for over two weeks. Well, I am now on medication for allergies! My medicine takes up an entire shelf in the kitchen and I need to have all my faculties to figure out the timing of everything. Well, it could be worse - I truly thought I had bronchitis. Now, getting back to my allergies: the beautiful trees that are in bloom that I have been oohing over are now the bane of my existence and the yellow pollen hasn't even made an appearance yet - phooey!
We are looking forward to our eldest Daughter, Victoria and her Son, Preston's visit. They will arrive late Tuesday afternoon. Preston is on spring break and Grandpa and I are flattered that he wants to spend the time with us. We are proud of this young man, now a teenager.
I am over my blue and white buying phase because quite frankly, I have run out of space to put another objet d' art. I am glad that Leland hasn't gotten a hernia from carrying up all the boxes from our mailbox kiosk. But, I must say I am enjoying all of my purchases.
For awhile (maybe a minute or two) my appetite decreased and I actually had them pack up half of my lunch at our last luncheon. Truly, a first for me. But, lo and behold it has come back and I actually ate an entire pizza last night. I said to Leland, "please never let me do that again!". I am really trying to cut down on sugary things which I dearly love. What's the difference between pudgy and chubby? I guess they both mean FAT! I am thinking that putting on a bathing suit this summer is not an option.
I am going to email, Stuart WOODS and give him what for. His last two books slandered Fox news (my personal favorite) and he has turned Stone Barrington into a sex machine and his plots are so similar. So instead of recommending a author to read, I am recommending him as a author NOT to read. But, this is America so you make your own decision.
MARY'S CARROT SOUFFLE
1 pound fresh carrots
1/2 cup melted butter
3 eggs
1/4 cup sugar
3 T all purpose flour
1 t baking powder
2 t vanilla
Cook carrot until tender in small amount of boiling water. Put carrots and butter in a blender, blend. Add remaining ingredients. Blend until smooth. Spoon into lightly greased caserole and bake at 350 degree 45 minutes or until firm.
Have a lovely weekend folks. Love, Arlene
Monday, April 7, 2014
VISIT
My Sister came to visit on March 26th Through April 2nd. It had been a year since her last visit when she came down to help me after my surgery. She also was a wonderful help this time, taking me here and there and just generally being a great comfort. She also went to Dr. Bozof with Leland and I to get the bone scan report. Laura, Joe and Greg spent quality time with her. They love their Auntie! She sensed when I needed to rest and just sat and read. We also redecorated! There is positively no one like a beloved Sister! I love her to pieces and can't wait to see her again real soon.
THE LAKE
I meandered through the pine forest breathing in the fresh scent and enjoying the warm sun shining from above. I could hear the rustling of small creatures seeking substance. I was dressed in a lightweight floral dress that seemed to belong to a different time. Eventually I came to a crystal clear lake. It sparkled from the reflected sun and I just knew that the fish were darting back and forth beneath its surface. As I got nearer I heard the sound of laughter and joy that comes from people who are having a wonderful day. They sat in Adirondack chairs and seemed amused to see a stranger. They were my family from my youth. I recognized one and all. I went over to Aunt Vivian and Uncle Jack to say hello. They hadn't changed a bit since the last time that I had seen them but I could see the confusion in their faces when I said, "hi, it's me, Arlene." Oh, of course, I can see that it is you Dear but you are old now! And one by one I approached my relatives to say hello and told them how much I missed them and related the fond memories I had of our times together. At each approach, my step got lighter, my hair darkened and my wrinkles disappeared. My heart was filled with joy at each encounter. I saw Aunt Gertrude who had passed away the day after my family and I had visited her at the hospital, from a brain tumor. I told her, that I too, had a brain tumor. She placed her hand on my head and said, "you will be just fine, Dearie". Uncle Alfred, was sitting next to Daddy talking about fishing until I interrupted their conversation. "Well, look who is here, Daddy said, my Sweetie Pie. "Hi Daddy, I miss you and Mommy so much. "We are just fine, living in a gated community surrounded by friends and family, Now go and say hello to your Mother, she is over there with Grandma and Grandpa. They will be so happy to see you." Now there you are my darling Daughter, we know all about your life, your trials and tribulations, your accomplishments and your joys and sorrows. All of us have watched over you with pride in how you have conducted your life." You and your Sister have made us proud! As usual, Aunt Edith said"I had put on a bit of weight" Her usual comment to me. We had such a delightful day sharing tales of the past. But, slowly the sun began to fade and just as slowly my family, one by one faded away. I reversed my steps and with a smile on my again aging face I found my way back home, holding deep in my heart the memories of the wonderful conversations I had with my beloved family. I feel so strongly that they are helping to guide me through life and when this life is over as I know it, they will be waiting for me with open arms. Isn't it wonderful that there is always something to look forward to!? But first there is that Viking River cruise, dinners out with friends, bridge games, visits to Charlotte, etc. and a dinner party at which I will serve this easy casserole recipe.
1-2-3 CASSEROLE
In a dutch oven in order given:
3 lbs. lean beef, cubed
2 cans golden mushroom soup, undiluted
1 envelope dry onion soup
Cook at 325 degrees in oven for 1-2 hours
Serve over rice or noodles. For company stir in a small carton of sour cream.
1-2-3 CASSEROLE
In a dutch oven in order given:
3 lbs. lean beef, cubed
2 cans golden mushroom soup, undiluted
1 envelope dry onion soup
Cook at 325 degrees in oven for 1-2 hours
Serve over rice or noodles. For company stir in a small carton of sour cream.
Saturday, March 15, 2014
A YEAR!
A year ago today I had brain surgery and the majority of an aggressive tumor removed. I can't tell you how thankful I am for the past year. I don't know what the future holds for me, I do know that I am not the same woman I was two years ago. I walk and wobble somewhat, I tire easily, I cry more frequently and my life has turned topsy turvy with the not knowing what the future holds in store for me. I think that is a very typical reaction for anyone who is suffering from an illness. I thank God for the past year and I pray for more time to spend with family and friends.
On the bright side, I celebrated today by going to see "NON STOP" (I think it might be some time before I step foot on an airplane!) with some friends and then out to coffee with my wonderful Husband. I took a walk and am finding that my energy is slowly returning. That doesn't mean I am ready to conquer Mt Everest! Maybe my body is adjusting to the new pills. It's a day to be thankful for the treatment I received and for Dr. Olson (the surgeon) and for Dr. Crocker (the radiologist) at Emory Hospital.
We went out to dinner with some of our friends the other night and all we did was laugh! Don M. told a tale from his adventure as a wheelchair volunteer at the local hospital. He delivers patients following their out patient surgery to the curb in the wheelchair where they are met by a family or friend. I am still laughing over his latest tale. Apparently, the elderly wife was gone for quite some time unable to remember where she parked their car. It turns out that the patient is a new member of our community. Don also delivers "meals on wheels" every week. What a kind and decent man he is. But mostly he is funny!
Remember when we thought 50 was ancient! Well it isn't any longer! Leland and I are on the older side in our 55 and older community at 78 and 74 respectively. Weren't we in our twenties the day before yesterday? I find looking in the mirror quite an experience. I hardly recognize myself and what in the world happened to that shapely figure I used to have? Most of it has headed south and is hidden beneath - alright I'll come out with it - FAT! It is shocking this aging process! Often I will go into a room to get a specific item only to arrive there to realize I have forgotten what I wanted. I know people call these senior moments. So, I retrace my thought process and go back to my starting position. At least I am getting a bit of exercise.
I have decided that all the age defying creams, oils, lotions are such are a total waste of good money. I think it is all in the genes. I used to spend a bundle on eye depuffing creams until I finally and wisely realized I got the puffiness from my Mom. Wrinkles are earned and really aren't they a product of smiling a lot? People who over botox, have face lifts, etc are trying to stay younger longer. I think that's great but don't over do it. Joan Rivers and Bruce Jenner are you reading this? And, Meg Ryan you USED to be so adorable. I want to age elegantly and hope that people still recognize me when I am elderly if only by my smile!
Folks, you have been such troopers going through the past year with me and this medical saga. Thanks for everything and for the joy you have brought into my life. You have been my life raft in the rough seas of the past year. Believe me your prayers have saved me thus far. Please keep them up. It's also amazing how little things have brought me joy, a good book, a good joke, a good TV program or a movie. I am comfy in my home with Leland and love seeing family and friends. I really don't need anything but I do want to heal. That is entirely out of my hands, I am in God's hands. I just want to keep on smiling!
HAM AND CHEESE CRESCENTS
1 8oz pkg crescent rolls
8 slices good quality boiled ham
8 teaspoons orange marmalade
1/2 cup grated monterey jack cheese
Separate rolls into 8 triangles, according to pkg directions. Place one slice ham on each triangle folding to fit. Spread with marmalade and sprinkle with cheese. Roll triangles according to pkg directions. Place on ungreased cookie heet. Bake at 400 degrees for 10-12 minutes. I suppose you could replace cheese with one you might like better.
Reading Stuart Woods book called "Standup Guy". Wouldn't rate it a four star, more of a 2 1/2 unless you are an avid fan of the author.
Have a terrific weekend. Love, Arlene
On the bright side, I celebrated today by going to see "NON STOP" (I think it might be some time before I step foot on an airplane!) with some friends and then out to coffee with my wonderful Husband. I took a walk and am finding that my energy is slowly returning. That doesn't mean I am ready to conquer Mt Everest! Maybe my body is adjusting to the new pills. It's a day to be thankful for the treatment I received and for Dr. Olson (the surgeon) and for Dr. Crocker (the radiologist) at Emory Hospital.
We went out to dinner with some of our friends the other night and all we did was laugh! Don M. told a tale from his adventure as a wheelchair volunteer at the local hospital. He delivers patients following their out patient surgery to the curb in the wheelchair where they are met by a family or friend. I am still laughing over his latest tale. Apparently, the elderly wife was gone for quite some time unable to remember where she parked their car. It turns out that the patient is a new member of our community. Don also delivers "meals on wheels" every week. What a kind and decent man he is. But mostly he is funny!
Remember when we thought 50 was ancient! Well it isn't any longer! Leland and I are on the older side in our 55 and older community at 78 and 74 respectively. Weren't we in our twenties the day before yesterday? I find looking in the mirror quite an experience. I hardly recognize myself and what in the world happened to that shapely figure I used to have? Most of it has headed south and is hidden beneath - alright I'll come out with it - FAT! It is shocking this aging process! Often I will go into a room to get a specific item only to arrive there to realize I have forgotten what I wanted. I know people call these senior moments. So, I retrace my thought process and go back to my starting position. At least I am getting a bit of exercise.
I have decided that all the age defying creams, oils, lotions are such are a total waste of good money. I think it is all in the genes. I used to spend a bundle on eye depuffing creams until I finally and wisely realized I got the puffiness from my Mom. Wrinkles are earned and really aren't they a product of smiling a lot? People who over botox, have face lifts, etc are trying to stay younger longer. I think that's great but don't over do it. Joan Rivers and Bruce Jenner are you reading this? And, Meg Ryan you USED to be so adorable. I want to age elegantly and hope that people still recognize me when I am elderly if only by my smile!
Folks, you have been such troopers going through the past year with me and this medical saga. Thanks for everything and for the joy you have brought into my life. You have been my life raft in the rough seas of the past year. Believe me your prayers have saved me thus far. Please keep them up. It's also amazing how little things have brought me joy, a good book, a good joke, a good TV program or a movie. I am comfy in my home with Leland and love seeing family and friends. I really don't need anything but I do want to heal. That is entirely out of my hands, I am in God's hands. I just want to keep on smiling!
HAM AND CHEESE CRESCENTS
1 8oz pkg crescent rolls
8 slices good quality boiled ham
8 teaspoons orange marmalade
1/2 cup grated monterey jack cheese
Separate rolls into 8 triangles, according to pkg directions. Place one slice ham on each triangle folding to fit. Spread with marmalade and sprinkle with cheese. Roll triangles according to pkg directions. Place on ungreased cookie heet. Bake at 400 degrees for 10-12 minutes. I suppose you could replace cheese with one you might like better.
Reading Stuart Woods book called "Standup Guy". Wouldn't rate it a four star, more of a 2 1/2 unless you are an avid fan of the author.
Have a terrific weekend. Love, Arlene
Thursday, March 13, 2014
MYSTERY
I have often thought that I would like to write a mystery. Who would I kill off? What weapon would be used? I really don't know much about snake venom or poisons and how would the victim react to these methods. Would they foam at the mouth, look aghast or just gently fade away? My mystery would have to take place long before forensics, and weapon identification tools and DNA. I would have my murderer kill the victim with a spade in the barn with the cows bellowing in the barn. Of course, it would be the wife of the abusive farmer. Now you tell me, would you buy this book? I surely would not!
Look at Mary Higgins Clark. She started writing in her fifties to support five children. She now lives in a fancy dancy estate in New Jersey and has oodles of money and emeralds. Now her Daughter is following in the footsteps of her famous Mother. I think to myself that just because I love reading mysteries doesn't mean I can sit down and write one. Honestly, I get more fatigued just thinking of it. But believe me I have often thought it would be wonderful to be the new Agatha Christie and create another character similar to Hercule Poirot or Miss Marple. Oh, I forgot to mention that my mysteries would take place in the Cotswolds. But, there's a catch, I have never been there! I guess I could imagine an English barn and a timbered cottage and a poker from a huge fireplace as a weapon. Of course, it would be a best seller and turn into a series of books and then a film. TJ Maxx here I come!
It all sounds lovely and financially rewarding but I realize I am already writing a story on this very blog. A love story with a little bit of history thrown in. It will not be a best seller but hopefully it will be something my family, those I know and those that are yet to be born will read and know just a little about their relatives. This is my legacy to my loved ones. I keep trying to dredge up the past in my head because I know I am leaving out quite a bit, But, there is some stuff I prefer to keep to myself. So folks, I am not done yet, elections are coming up to comment on, I have new recipes to share and unfortunately more doctor appointments coming up, places to go, and just maybe I will tell a tale or two when I misbehaved - just a tiny, tiny bit!
SPINACH CASSEROLE
2 T butter cubed
12 oz cottage cheese
3 eggs, beaten
1 pkg frozen chopped spinach, cooked and drained well
1 cup shredded cheese (cheddar, swiss etc)
garlic powder
cheetez crackers, crushed
Mix first six ingredients and put into greased baking dish. Top with crushed cheetez crackers. I normally double the recipe and put into a 9 by 11 dish.
Look at Mary Higgins Clark. She started writing in her fifties to support five children. She now lives in a fancy dancy estate in New Jersey and has oodles of money and emeralds. Now her Daughter is following in the footsteps of her famous Mother. I think to myself that just because I love reading mysteries doesn't mean I can sit down and write one. Honestly, I get more fatigued just thinking of it. But believe me I have often thought it would be wonderful to be the new Agatha Christie and create another character similar to Hercule Poirot or Miss Marple. Oh, I forgot to mention that my mysteries would take place in the Cotswolds. But, there's a catch, I have never been there! I guess I could imagine an English barn and a timbered cottage and a poker from a huge fireplace as a weapon. Of course, it would be a best seller and turn into a series of books and then a film. TJ Maxx here I come!
It all sounds lovely and financially rewarding but I realize I am already writing a story on this very blog. A love story with a little bit of history thrown in. It will not be a best seller but hopefully it will be something my family, those I know and those that are yet to be born will read and know just a little about their relatives. This is my legacy to my loved ones. I keep trying to dredge up the past in my head because I know I am leaving out quite a bit, But, there is some stuff I prefer to keep to myself. So folks, I am not done yet, elections are coming up to comment on, I have new recipes to share and unfortunately more doctor appointments coming up, places to go, and just maybe I will tell a tale or two when I misbehaved - just a tiny, tiny bit!
SPINACH CASSEROLE
2 T butter cubed
12 oz cottage cheese
3 eggs, beaten
1 pkg frozen chopped spinach, cooked and drained well
1 cup shredded cheese (cheddar, swiss etc)
garlic powder
cheetez crackers, crushed
Mix first six ingredients and put into greased baking dish. Top with crushed cheetez crackers. I normally double the recipe and put into a 9 by 11 dish.
Monday, March 10, 2014
SPRING
When I was in elementary, middle school and high school I never went on a spring break. I never knew they existed!. I knew that several of my friends would go to Florida with their families for beach and family time. In winter some families would go to the ski slopes. We never had the luxury of European trips, skiing or beach travel. That all came later when Leland came back into my life and it was all appreciated and I savored every minute of it. The lack of these teenage adventures never bothered me because my friends and I were always enjoying ourselves, particularly our train trips into New York City. It was a magical place, so culturally diverse and architecturally beautiful.We didn't text one another walking side by side we actually talked to one another. We played soft ball, badminton, walked in the stream across the street from our house, catching and releasing baby frogs, traveled by bus into our little city of Mt. Vernon to window shop. went to the orchards to pick pears some of which we consumed right there. Our exercise was WALKING! There were no treadmills and other pain inducing machines in the 40's or early 50's. We climbed trees and did cart wheels in the fields. We watched the flowers bloom and heard the robins sing as spring began. We helped plant the seeds in the vegetable garden and were thrilled to see the beginnings of a carrot, a head of lettuce, etc. When summer arrived and report cards announced that we would advance to a higher grade we made our way to the beach and often played volley ball there. And, we flirted with the cute life guards (Leland was one of the cute ones!) Remember this was the time of innocence and sports activity.
At fifteen I worked at the local stationary store after school and on Saturdays, saving my salary for that little Henry J I eventually bought because I needed transportation from the "middle of nowhere". Actually Purchase was a little piece of Heaven for Carole-Anne and I. My sweet sixteen party was held in our front yard and we all had a ball! My engagement party was held there as well as my baby shower for Greg. Oh, the stories that yard could tell!
I had a curfew when I lived there and when my date and I were "saying" goodnight the front porch light would come on. Either Dad or Mom had being eyeing the clock. If I was somewhere with several of my friends and having the "best" time I would call home and ask for a bit more time. My Parents always said yes because they knew I was a responsible young lady. Many parties took place in that front yard with family and friends. Lots of food, much of which was newly plucked from Daddy's luscious garden. Everyone was welcomed and laughter was a main ingredient in the conversations.
I know that you all know by now that I had a wonderful childhood thanks to two giving, unselfish and loving Parents. In a way, as much as I miss them, and I miss them terribly I would not want them to have been privy to my health issue. It would have broken their hearts and I would not wish that on them. I watch our dear friends, Bev and Barry endure the struggles their adorable Grandson, Ari goes through and how very helpful they are to their Daughter, Jodi and Son-in-Law, Larry and lovely Granddaughter Liv. Not a night goes by that I do not pray for all of them.
To me spring is a renewal. Last spring was a particularly rough one but folks, I am here and will be listening for the birds to sing and watch for the budding of the flowers. My Sister was here last March for my surgery along with Greg, Laura and Joe. Happily, we will be all together again. C.A. will arrive on the 26th and Laura and Joe on the 28th of March. Quite fittingly. March 28th was our Mom's birthday. This will be a happier occasion, thankfully. Incidentally, Greg told me Saturday that he was the first one to see me after my surgery on Friday, March 15th 2013. I am not "out of the woods" yet, so please continue to keep me in your prayers. Ann and John O, thank you so much for you beautiful card. June, I will call you REAL soon.
Don't y'all find that one day will be just wonderful, nothing goes wrong and then boom a little stress enters the mix a day or so later? I am learning to cope with the stress (a very slow process) and am trying to focus on the good things in life and that folks are FRIENDS AND FAMILY. I can't say it enough because I mean it so sincerely - I LOVE YOU ALL!
I am reading and enjoying "THE KING'S DECEPTION" by STEVE BERRY
GIGOT OF MONKFISH ROMARIN WITH ANCHOVIES
2 1/2 lb monkfish (poor mans' lobster)
2 oz can anchovy fillets
6 tablespoons olive oil
juice of one lemon
s & p
a large bunch of fresh rosemary
TOMATO VINAIGRETTE
2/3 cup olive oil
4 teaspoons wine vinegar
2 tablespoons minced tomatoes
Using a sharp knife make slits in fish and insert anchovy fillet Marinate fish in oil and lemon juice, Season with s & p. Marinate for at least two hours. Lay the fish on a large bed of rosemary in a baking pan. Pour more oil over fish. Roast in a preheated oven at 350 degrees for 45 minutes. To make the vinaigrette, heat the ingredients in a small pan and season to taste. Transfer fish to a serving dish and pour warm vinaigrette over.
I found this recipe in one of my handwritten journals so I don't know where I originally found it but I noted "delicious". I hope you like it!
At fifteen I worked at the local stationary store after school and on Saturdays, saving my salary for that little Henry J I eventually bought because I needed transportation from the "middle of nowhere". Actually Purchase was a little piece of Heaven for Carole-Anne and I. My sweet sixteen party was held in our front yard and we all had a ball! My engagement party was held there as well as my baby shower for Greg. Oh, the stories that yard could tell!
I had a curfew when I lived there and when my date and I were "saying" goodnight the front porch light would come on. Either Dad or Mom had being eyeing the clock. If I was somewhere with several of my friends and having the "best" time I would call home and ask for a bit more time. My Parents always said yes because they knew I was a responsible young lady. Many parties took place in that front yard with family and friends. Lots of food, much of which was newly plucked from Daddy's luscious garden. Everyone was welcomed and laughter was a main ingredient in the conversations.
I know that you all know by now that I had a wonderful childhood thanks to two giving, unselfish and loving Parents. In a way, as much as I miss them, and I miss them terribly I would not want them to have been privy to my health issue. It would have broken their hearts and I would not wish that on them. I watch our dear friends, Bev and Barry endure the struggles their adorable Grandson, Ari goes through and how very helpful they are to their Daughter, Jodi and Son-in-Law, Larry and lovely Granddaughter Liv. Not a night goes by that I do not pray for all of them.
To me spring is a renewal. Last spring was a particularly rough one but folks, I am here and will be listening for the birds to sing and watch for the budding of the flowers. My Sister was here last March for my surgery along with Greg, Laura and Joe. Happily, we will be all together again. C.A. will arrive on the 26th and Laura and Joe on the 28th of March. Quite fittingly. March 28th was our Mom's birthday. This will be a happier occasion, thankfully. Incidentally, Greg told me Saturday that he was the first one to see me after my surgery on Friday, March 15th 2013. I am not "out of the woods" yet, so please continue to keep me in your prayers. Ann and John O, thank you so much for you beautiful card. June, I will call you REAL soon.
Don't y'all find that one day will be just wonderful, nothing goes wrong and then boom a little stress enters the mix a day or so later? I am learning to cope with the stress (a very slow process) and am trying to focus on the good things in life and that folks are FRIENDS AND FAMILY. I can't say it enough because I mean it so sincerely - I LOVE YOU ALL!
I am reading and enjoying "THE KING'S DECEPTION" by STEVE BERRY
GIGOT OF MONKFISH ROMARIN WITH ANCHOVIES
2 1/2 lb monkfish (poor mans' lobster)
2 oz can anchovy fillets
6 tablespoons olive oil
juice of one lemon
s & p
a large bunch of fresh rosemary
TOMATO VINAIGRETTE
2/3 cup olive oil
4 teaspoons wine vinegar
2 tablespoons minced tomatoes
Using a sharp knife make slits in fish and insert anchovy fillet Marinate fish in oil and lemon juice, Season with s & p. Marinate for at least two hours. Lay the fish on a large bed of rosemary in a baking pan. Pour more oil over fish. Roast in a preheated oven at 350 degrees for 45 minutes. To make the vinaigrette, heat the ingredients in a small pan and season to taste. Transfer fish to a serving dish and pour warm vinaigrette over.
I found this recipe in one of my handwritten journals so I don't know where I originally found it but I noted "delicious". I hope you like it!
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
ANNIVERSARY
Today marks the day Leland and I got married thirty-one years ago. Where has the time gone!? This year has been tumultuous for us with my medical situation but it is also the time to reflect on the fact that without Leland being by my side I would not have made it through. He has helped me conquer my fears, taken me for the radiation treatments, doctors' appointments, treats me for the seizures, makes sure I take my medications on time and holds me in his arms as I sob my heart out, always assuring me that all will be well. I could elaborate but I think you get the picture of how precious he is to me. Prayer has also, once again, come into his life. I believe that prayer has helped the whole family, especially me, through this ordeal. Happy Anniversary, my love and may we live to celebrate many, many wonderful more years together.
We had such a delightful time in Charlotte with Laura and Joe. We actually celebrated our anniversary with them in an Italian restaurant. It was yummy! We had the best visit! They are so happy together and for that Lee and I are so grateful. We are also so happy for Kate and Alec.
Just a few notes: Vivadiddle, thanks for the DVD. We will watch it and return it.
I didn't watch the Oscars simply because I wasn't interested. It seems to me that there are a lot of award shows for actors'. I guess they need to feed their egos! That doesn't mean we don't enjoy a good movie, because we do.
I played bridge today so that was a nice outing. We have a cozy clubhouse that we use so no one has to go to the trouble of cleaning, cooking etc. The guys play poker there. There is a knitting club, a book club and a ladies' tea (my personal favorite) There always seems to be something going on. One of the perks of living in "The Orchards"
This is a short blog tonight as I am feeling utterly exhausted. Unfortunately, a side effect of my newly added seizure medication.
Being unable to drive and just take off when I want to, causes me to go on-line and shop. Remember the blue and white phase "bee in the bonnet"?. Well, I may have overdone it a bit (okay A LOT) on ebay so as a result I have no more room for another purchase and dropped out of ebay AGAIN so I wouldn't be tempted. I am SO naughty!
Hope all of you are doing well, enjoying life and keeping healthy. Also take a moment to be thankful for all the special people in your lives. Believe me they are so important! A phone call to say hello, I am thinking about you and care about you means so much to a friend. Just ask me! Also a special thank you to Judy and her kindness in taking me shopping and to Greg for our get togethers. And to all our Daughters your "how are you doing" phone calls mean the world to Dad and I. And, Laura thanks for checking in every day.
We are looking forward to Victoria and Preston's visit during his spring break in April.
Children, you are ALL the BEST!
BASIL MARINATED LAMB CHOPS
Marinade:
8 cloves garlic mashed
3 Tablespoons tomato paste
1/4 cup olive oil
1/2 cup fresh basil, crushed
s & p
Combine marinade in a glass dish. Paint chops, cover and marinate at room temperature for two hours. Preheat grill. Cook and turn watching for flare-ups for about 20 minutes. Can also use indoor grill. Mashed potatoes and roasted asparagus wrapped in proscuitto with shaved parmesan on top would be delicious side dishes. As always enjoy!
We had such a delightful time in Charlotte with Laura and Joe. We actually celebrated our anniversary with them in an Italian restaurant. It was yummy! We had the best visit! They are so happy together and for that Lee and I are so grateful. We are also so happy for Kate and Alec.
Just a few notes: Vivadiddle, thanks for the DVD. We will watch it and return it.
I didn't watch the Oscars simply because I wasn't interested. It seems to me that there are a lot of award shows for actors'. I guess they need to feed their egos! That doesn't mean we don't enjoy a good movie, because we do.
I played bridge today so that was a nice outing. We have a cozy clubhouse that we use so no one has to go to the trouble of cleaning, cooking etc. The guys play poker there. There is a knitting club, a book club and a ladies' tea (my personal favorite) There always seems to be something going on. One of the perks of living in "The Orchards"
This is a short blog tonight as I am feeling utterly exhausted. Unfortunately, a side effect of my newly added seizure medication.
Being unable to drive and just take off when I want to, causes me to go on-line and shop. Remember the blue and white phase "bee in the bonnet"?. Well, I may have overdone it a bit (okay A LOT) on ebay so as a result I have no more room for another purchase and dropped out of ebay AGAIN so I wouldn't be tempted. I am SO naughty!
Hope all of you are doing well, enjoying life and keeping healthy. Also take a moment to be thankful for all the special people in your lives. Believe me they are so important! A phone call to say hello, I am thinking about you and care about you means so much to a friend. Just ask me! Also a special thank you to Judy and her kindness in taking me shopping and to Greg for our get togethers. And to all our Daughters your "how are you doing" phone calls mean the world to Dad and I. And, Laura thanks for checking in every day.
We are looking forward to Victoria and Preston's visit during his spring break in April.
Children, you are ALL the BEST!
BASIL MARINATED LAMB CHOPS
Marinade:
8 cloves garlic mashed
3 Tablespoons tomato paste
1/4 cup olive oil
1/2 cup fresh basil, crushed
s & p
Combine marinade in a glass dish. Paint chops, cover and marinate at room temperature for two hours. Preheat grill. Cook and turn watching for flare-ups for about 20 minutes. Can also use indoor grill. Mashed potatoes and roasted asparagus wrapped in proscuitto with shaved parmesan on top would be delicious side dishes. As always enjoy!
Monday, February 24, 2014
LAUGH
it's amazing how one phone call from an old and dear friend can make the day so very much better. Sue Maddock called this morning to check in with me." I have a dental appointment today and am going to hopefully get cortisone shots for my hands on Wednesday. We weren't able to attend two social events over the weekend because I didn't want to transfer my cold to anyone (however, if I knew from whom it originally came from I would gladly return it!) I'm over medicated etc. Isn't life wonderful!" "So, how are you doing? Sue responds that since she has gone gluten free she feels ever so much better. Her tummy isn't acting up! (We stopped at Costco on the way home from the dentist and I bought a loaf of gluten free bread. It was over $6.00 a loaf! Also bought chewable probiotic gummies at $19.98. At this rate I am going to have to give up Ebay!) We compared ailments, prescriptions and as always ended up laughing hysterically. We talked about our kids, our previous adventures and everything else under the sun. We have always been terrific friends and a lot of that is based on our senses of humor. We have fifty years of memorable times and we just love to reminisce. Our pal Vivadiddle is going through some health issues but we know she will be just fine. We all met in our early twenties when our only health issues were minor colds and the occasional "tummy ache". What happened we ask one another? Viv and Ed love cruising and go on them every chance they get. Good for them! I think they have the right idea.
Speaking of phone calls, my Sister just called and we also laughed! Laughing is good! It's the best antidote for everything. She and I and our Mom used to go on wonderful adventures. Hopefully, I will be seeing C.A. real soon. In the meantime, her adorable Grandson, Jack is growing up so fast.
Also my friend June M. can make me laugh as we watch the same programs - which shall remain nameless - and catch up on them and other stuff. She is the only other person I know that enjoys the shows that I like. She too, is a wonderful friend. I miss seeing her and John every year when they used to stop by. Y'all come back.
Carol Light and I just talk and it always helps!
One of the terrific things about our family is that we can laugh. All of our daughters have great senses of humor and Greg and Lee do too. I guess it's a family trait! Sometimes, however, it can be my particular downfall because if I get nervous, I giggle and not always appropriately. I will never forgive myself when at a party a woman started singing in a very serious way. It took me off guard and I started giggling uncontrollably. I was sitting on a sofa and was trapped in the middle and had no place to go. I am not even going to mention in detail - the funeral!
The bottom line is, that I love to laugh! A laugh a day or more may just keep the doctor away. Have a great week. I will let you know all about our upcoming visit to Charlotte. Hugs and Love, Arlene
Haven't a book to recommend as we have been glued to the TV as I recently posted.
BROCCOLI PUFF
Two packages of cooked broccoli (I use steam in the bag)
One cup Bisquick
One cup milk
Two eggs
One cup cheddar
salt and pepper to taste
fresh herbs and/or spices (optional)
Can also use spinach, asparagus etc.
Beat Bisquick, milk and egg with hand beater until smooth. Stir in broccoli and cheese and put in to a baking dish.
Bake at 350 degrees for one hour.
Speaking of phone calls, my Sister just called and we also laughed! Laughing is good! It's the best antidote for everything. She and I and our Mom used to go on wonderful adventures. Hopefully, I will be seeing C.A. real soon. In the meantime, her adorable Grandson, Jack is growing up so fast.
Also my friend June M. can make me laugh as we watch the same programs - which shall remain nameless - and catch up on them and other stuff. She is the only other person I know that enjoys the shows that I like. She too, is a wonderful friend. I miss seeing her and John every year when they used to stop by. Y'all come back.
Carol Light and I just talk and it always helps!
One of the terrific things about our family is that we can laugh. All of our daughters have great senses of humor and Greg and Lee do too. I guess it's a family trait! Sometimes, however, it can be my particular downfall because if I get nervous, I giggle and not always appropriately. I will never forgive myself when at a party a woman started singing in a very serious way. It took me off guard and I started giggling uncontrollably. I was sitting on a sofa and was trapped in the middle and had no place to go. I am not even going to mention in detail - the funeral!
The bottom line is, that I love to laugh! A laugh a day or more may just keep the doctor away. Have a great week. I will let you know all about our upcoming visit to Charlotte. Hugs and Love, Arlene
Haven't a book to recommend as we have been glued to the TV as I recently posted.
BROCCOLI PUFF
Two packages of cooked broccoli (I use steam in the bag)
One cup Bisquick
One cup milk
Two eggs
One cup cheddar
salt and pepper to taste
fresh herbs and/or spices (optional)
Can also use spinach, asparagus etc.
Beat Bisquick, milk and egg with hand beater until smooth. Stir in broccoli and cheese and put in to a baking dish.
Bake at 350 degrees for one hour.
Saturday, February 22, 2014
OLYMPICS ETC.
Call me a couch potato or a lazy boy recliner because I have been an avid observer of the Olympics. My bottom has expanded from sitting days on end and believe me that is not a good thing. I think my next purchase will be Spanx! But, the bottom line is that the winter games have captured our attention. If an ice skater falls we want he or she to rally and do well no matter their country of origin. But I have to say we were delighted that White and Davis won the gold medal. They deserved it! I have always thought Bode Miller positively adorable even though he fathered two children out of wedlock - shame on him - but I was happy he shared in winning a bronze medal. Besides he finally found his "soul mate" in his twenty-six year old wife. It's amazing the time, money and years that go into making it to the big event and then a tumble on a ski slope ends the quest for the medal, at least for now. What troopers one and all.
I have a quest of my own right now. I am on the hunt for blue and white Asian etc. porcelain. I am back on Ebay and having such a good time. Today, Leland, Greg and I went antiquing and out to lunch. I found the cutest ginger jar! All my green stuff is tucked away and the cupboard Dad made is now filled with my newest "can't live without" blue and white STUFF! You know I am better because I am rearranging. That's a good thing! I just love our home and am glad I can make periodic small changes. Don't you just love the homey English style, the French country look or that Tuscan look that makes you want to cook pasta? I have never been a big believer in horoscopes but I am a Scorpio and do have Scorpio tendencies. Maybe there is something in those signs after all! All I know that it makes me happy to find things I like to look at.
I am ready for spring and looking forward to seeing buds on the bare trees and little daffodils popping up. This winter has been a wee on the cold side and Atlanta got hit with snow that literally threw the city into a tizzy. We just stayed home all snuggled up. We had plenty of food and our electricity stayed on. And, we had each other. What more could one ask for? My heart went out to those that had difficulties. I hope our Governor learned a BIG lesson!
My Sister is coming to visit in the spring and we will go galavanting. She and I are great galivantors. We even like getting lost! I miss her so much! I need a Sister fix!
I read somewhere that instead of living a day at a time one should live a moment at a time. Just take a moment to think of someone who is ailing, or to count your blessings or to say thank you to everyone that has shown you a kindness, I am going to concentrate on the positives and not on the negatives. I need to remember how lucky I am to have come this far. I want to continue on my quests. I want to be here for my family and friends so keep me in your prayers. They have brought me this far. Thank you!
Our Son, Gregory has been so good at keeping my spirits up and putting everything in perspective for me. He has always been there for us in time of need. I told him today that when he was young and not feeling well I would sleep on the floor next to his bed in case he needed me in the middle of the night. And, if he really didn't feel well I would sit in the wing chair in the living room holding him through the night. Now at fifty he is a man that I am extremely proud of. Thanks Greg, for listening to me whine and picking my spirits up. Love you lots, Mom
SIMPLE ARTICHOKE DIP
One 14 oz can artichoke hearts, drained and chopped
One cup mayonaise
One cup grated parmesan cheese
Preheat oven to 375 degrees
Combine artichoke hearts, mayo and parmesan cheese and mix well.Spread into 9 x 13 baking dish and bake for 15 to 20 minutes until bubbly and brown. Serve with sliced baguettes or pita chips.
I have a quest of my own right now. I am on the hunt for blue and white Asian etc. porcelain. I am back on Ebay and having such a good time. Today, Leland, Greg and I went antiquing and out to lunch. I found the cutest ginger jar! All my green stuff is tucked away and the cupboard Dad made is now filled with my newest "can't live without" blue and white STUFF! You know I am better because I am rearranging. That's a good thing! I just love our home and am glad I can make periodic small changes. Don't you just love the homey English style, the French country look or that Tuscan look that makes you want to cook pasta? I have never been a big believer in horoscopes but I am a Scorpio and do have Scorpio tendencies. Maybe there is something in those signs after all! All I know that it makes me happy to find things I like to look at.
I am ready for spring and looking forward to seeing buds on the bare trees and little daffodils popping up. This winter has been a wee on the cold side and Atlanta got hit with snow that literally threw the city into a tizzy. We just stayed home all snuggled up. We had plenty of food and our electricity stayed on. And, we had each other. What more could one ask for? My heart went out to those that had difficulties. I hope our Governor learned a BIG lesson!
My Sister is coming to visit in the spring and we will go galavanting. She and I are great galivantors. We even like getting lost! I miss her so much! I need a Sister fix!
I read somewhere that instead of living a day at a time one should live a moment at a time. Just take a moment to think of someone who is ailing, or to count your blessings or to say thank you to everyone that has shown you a kindness, I am going to concentrate on the positives and not on the negatives. I need to remember how lucky I am to have come this far. I want to continue on my quests. I want to be here for my family and friends so keep me in your prayers. They have brought me this far. Thank you!
Our Son, Gregory has been so good at keeping my spirits up and putting everything in perspective for me. He has always been there for us in time of need. I told him today that when he was young and not feeling well I would sleep on the floor next to his bed in case he needed me in the middle of the night. And, if he really didn't feel well I would sit in the wing chair in the living room holding him through the night. Now at fifty he is a man that I am extremely proud of. Thanks Greg, for listening to me whine and picking my spirits up. Love you lots, Mom
SIMPLE ARTICHOKE DIP
One 14 oz can artichoke hearts, drained and chopped
One cup mayonaise
One cup grated parmesan cheese
Preheat oven to 375 degrees
Combine artichoke hearts, mayo and parmesan cheese and mix well.Spread into 9 x 13 baking dish and bake for 15 to 20 minutes until bubbly and brown. Serve with sliced baguettes or pita chips.
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
THE PROPOSAL
I recently realized that I neglected the most important part of Leland's and my love story - the proposal. As I have already chronicled, Leland and I renewed our friendship on September 19th, 1982 and married on March 5th, 1983. What I haven't mentioned is the most important turning point in our relationship; the day Leland proposed. Sadly, Leland nor I remember the exact date but we do recall where. We were standing in the tiny hallway of my rented cottage in Armonk, New York shortly after my Dad passed away. "Out of the blue" Leland said "will you marry me"? With absolutely no hesitation, I replied "YES". There was no engagement ring involved then or later but just the happiness of knowing we were in love and would be spending the rest of our lives together made it particularly poignant. A kiss cemented our intent - that was enough! And, as you all know by now the past thirty years have been the happiest of my entire life. We have shared the joys and sorrows of life together and faced challenges as a team intent on besting those challenges. It was always my dream to marry Leland and my dream came true. I am the luckiest woman in the world.
Ours is a wonderful love story and I know that there are many more tales of love worthy of passing on.. Let your families know yours. My Parents' shared their love story with my Sister and I and we are fortunate enough to pass their history on to our children. I hope that generations from now somehow, somewhere our story will be filed away for reference. A family tree with all its branches with names are really a summarization of love stories. I just bet that our ancestors could tell us many a tale if we could only ask.
My Cousin, John Lyons and his Wife, Fran found the documentation of our Grandparents' arrival at Ellis Island. Their romance started on the voyage from England to the United States and culminated in a marriage producing five children! I wonder how many other immigrants met their spouse (s) on their journey to the United States seeking a better way of life? See, we must ask, to get the answers to these questions before it is too late. Go forth and discover. Love, Arlene
Today I want to recommend a CD to you: EDDI READER - The songs of Robert Burns. The song I adore is "My Love is Like a Red Red Rose. It is quite simply, beautiful!
SCOTTISH SHORTBREAD
1 1/2 cup sifted flour
1/4 confectioners sugar
1/4 TSP salt
1/2 pound butter softened to room temperature
Can add raisins or chopped nuts (1/4 cup)
Preheat oven to 350 degrees
Mix all ingredients together. Knead thoroughly until the consistency becomes doughy. Press into a shortbread mold. Bake in preheated oven approximately 45 minutes or until shortbread is slightly brown and still somewhat springy to the touch. Let cool in mold and run knife around the perimeter of the shortbread to loosen it from mold. Remove to rack.
Ours is a wonderful love story and I know that there are many more tales of love worthy of passing on.. Let your families know yours. My Parents' shared their love story with my Sister and I and we are fortunate enough to pass their history on to our children. I hope that generations from now somehow, somewhere our story will be filed away for reference. A family tree with all its branches with names are really a summarization of love stories. I just bet that our ancestors could tell us many a tale if we could only ask.
My Cousin, John Lyons and his Wife, Fran found the documentation of our Grandparents' arrival at Ellis Island. Their romance started on the voyage from England to the United States and culminated in a marriage producing five children! I wonder how many other immigrants met their spouse (s) on their journey to the United States seeking a better way of life? See, we must ask, to get the answers to these questions before it is too late. Go forth and discover. Love, Arlene
Today I want to recommend a CD to you: EDDI READER - The songs of Robert Burns. The song I adore is "My Love is Like a Red Red Rose. It is quite simply, beautiful!
SCOTTISH SHORTBREAD
1 1/2 cup sifted flour
1/4 confectioners sugar
1/4 TSP salt
1/2 pound butter softened to room temperature
Can add raisins or chopped nuts (1/4 cup)
Preheat oven to 350 degrees
Mix all ingredients together. Knead thoroughly until the consistency becomes doughy. Press into a shortbread mold. Bake in preheated oven approximately 45 minutes or until shortbread is slightly brown and still somewhat springy to the touch. Let cool in mold and run knife around the perimeter of the shortbread to loosen it from mold. Remove to rack.
Monday, February 3, 2014
RYE RIDGE
When Gregory was nine months old, we moved to the Rye Ridge garden apartments in Port Chester, N.Y. The complex was basically filled with young couples and their young children. Most of our husbands commuted to New York City and most of us were on a slow track to buying our first homes. Bill, (now deceased) my first Husband and I made wonderful friends: Vivien and Bill (deceased) Cord and their two children, Kenny and Curtis, Sue and Jim Maddock and their children, Greg and Lori, Faith and Jim Morrow (now residing in Palos Verdes, CA. and their two children (a third would be born in CA}. Fifty years later we are still friends! There were many other young couples with whom we lost touch. None of us had a lot of money, so we made our own fun. Every weekend there would be fun themed parties some of which were spontaneous such as movie parties, costume and"come as you are". We had a ball! We would go camping at Cape Ann or in Vermont and to Bucks County, PA where we stayed at Sue's Parents' second home and went jet skiing. Our years at Rye Ridge were fabulous! We would pop-in to one anothers' homes' for coffee or take our babies' in strollers to Woolworths' and treat ourselves. Life was fun and for the most part uncomplicated. Things changed as gradually couples moved on, on their upward climb to success. I am indeed lucky to be in touch with Sue, Vivadiddle and Faith. We all remember those fabulous parties and sitting at the pool, chatting away.
I was fortunate that my Parents lived close-by. Mom loved to go to B. Altmans, a department store for lunch so off we would go. Later we would go to Bloomingdales for our outings because we loved their menu. Dad was also a big fan so would often join us along with my Sister. It was a wonderful and care-free few years there until we moved to Armonk. Happily, Sue and Jim became neighbors and Sue and I still laugh over some of our antics; our antique hunting, our luncheon in a hardware store that we happened upon, our trip to Nantucket with Carey where we stayed at that seedy hotel (we changed locations) and selling real estate together. Viv, now lives in Armonk. I see another visit in my future.
When we first arrived at Rye Ridge our downstairs neighbor was a widow and her two young children. Midge Parsons lost her Husband on the "THRESHER", a nuclear-powerd attack submarine in 1963. Midge later remarried and moved to Ohio. As sad as she was, she carried on with dignity and faith that all will be well.
Today I had the most touching experience at the Barnes & Noble Starbucks. I was there to get my daily addiction and to greet the very BEST Starbucks staff. Linda the leader handed me a card. The entire staff had written a personal message to me. I cried! It meant the world to me. They have all witnessed my struggle this past year and have been staunch supporters. They are dear to me and I wish them all well on their paths to success. Thank you all and love, Arlene
I accidentally discovered a new author: G. M. MALLIET and the Max Tudor mystery series. They are set in a small English village. I completed the first in the series and on to the second. Great!!!
MUD PIE
i cup finely crushed chocolate wafers
1/4 cup melted butter or margarine
1 quart coffee ice cream
1/ cup canned hot fudge (chilled)
whipped cream
Combine crushed wafers and butter (oleo). Press into a 9 inch pie plate. Pat mixture halfway up sides. Put into the freezer until firm, about 15 minute. Remove and spread ice cream on top of frozen mixture, smoothing ice cream to form a rounded top. Place in freezer at least four hours. Before serving, spread chilled hot fudge over pie to 1/4 inch of edge of pie. Top with whipped cream.
I was fortunate that my Parents lived close-by. Mom loved to go to B. Altmans, a department store for lunch so off we would go. Later we would go to Bloomingdales for our outings because we loved their menu. Dad was also a big fan so would often join us along with my Sister. It was a wonderful and care-free few years there until we moved to Armonk. Happily, Sue and Jim became neighbors and Sue and I still laugh over some of our antics; our antique hunting, our luncheon in a hardware store that we happened upon, our trip to Nantucket with Carey where we stayed at that seedy hotel (we changed locations) and selling real estate together. Viv, now lives in Armonk. I see another visit in my future.
When we first arrived at Rye Ridge our downstairs neighbor was a widow and her two young children. Midge Parsons lost her Husband on the "THRESHER", a nuclear-powerd attack submarine in 1963. Midge later remarried and moved to Ohio. As sad as she was, she carried on with dignity and faith that all will be well.
Today I had the most touching experience at the Barnes & Noble Starbucks. I was there to get my daily addiction and to greet the very BEST Starbucks staff. Linda the leader handed me a card. The entire staff had written a personal message to me. I cried! It meant the world to me. They have all witnessed my struggle this past year and have been staunch supporters. They are dear to me and I wish them all well on their paths to success. Thank you all and love, Arlene
I accidentally discovered a new author: G. M. MALLIET and the Max Tudor mystery series. They are set in a small English village. I completed the first in the series and on to the second. Great!!!
MUD PIE
i cup finely crushed chocolate wafers
1/4 cup melted butter or margarine
1 quart coffee ice cream
1/ cup canned hot fudge (chilled)
whipped cream
Combine crushed wafers and butter (oleo). Press into a 9 inch pie plate. Pat mixture halfway up sides. Put into the freezer until firm, about 15 minute. Remove and spread ice cream on top of frozen mixture, smoothing ice cream to form a rounded top. Place in freezer at least four hours. Before serving, spread chilled hot fudge over pie to 1/4 inch of edge of pie. Top with whipped cream.
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