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Weekend Gallery
February 28, 2016
Today I have on tap a very long overdue Weekend Gallery for your viewing pleasure. I tend to drop off the face of the earth in January due to the cold, gray days and holiday aftermath. Also, I just hadn’t found much to take pictures of recently so I didn’t really think about it. But, the last couple of weekends I’ve found some good things so it’s time to share again. So, on with the show.
In January I decided to have a dual birthday party for me and Mozart. Our celebration of Mozart’s birthday includes watching Amadeus and having goodies. Everyone was old enough to watch this year and so there were an abundance of finger food goodies. This is my plate.
Yes, there is a story behind this photo. Becky wanted a brick for her birthday, so I put a present in a box and then colored the wrap to look like a brick. Wasn’t good enough – she wanted a real brick. So, for Christmas, Chris (who had drawn her name) gave her a brick which she was thrilled about. She put it in her room and enshrined two of her pigs in it. The one on the left is a puzzle she also got for Christmas. It turned about to be a right palava and two of her brothers had to step in and help after a tearful day.
And here we have the official Hamburger Helper Meat Chopper. Can’t imagine people not buying HH because they can’t “chop” the meat. With a spoon.
I put these two sets next to each other on purpose, except I really needed to add a blue baby peep and take away a pink baby peep. Otherwise, it’s our family. :-) And yes I do look tired don’t I?
And, of course, Easter wouldn’t be complete without Peeps milk….Peeps milk? Ewwww.
That concludes today’s Weekend Gallery for this week. Next week I’ll try to get the Bear Edition up. Christmas 2015 was quite fun. Have a happy week everyone!
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Music Monday – The Carpenters
February 23, 2016
On Saturday I was cruising tv channels with the remote when I landed on a local PBS station running a recent documentary on The Carpenters. Well, I had to watch. I loved them. I first fell in love with the two songs “Hurting Each Other” and “Yesterday Once More” when visiting family in CA one summer. I was hooked. When I was living in London and was about 12 or 13 I would often be in my room listening to their songs (on cassette tape) and coloring, writing in my diary, and singing along to every song. Loved those songs.
At the end of the show when they were talking about Karen Carpenter’s anorexia and death, the tears started in. I remember well the morning I awoke to the news that she was gone. I thought, how could that be – she was so young. I had no idea she’d struggled with an eating disorder (and truly didn’t know much about them then) but I guess her body just gave out. It was February 4, 1983 – a beautiful life gone but thankfully her voice lives on through the music.
Well, after the show, I lit a candle, said a prayer for her, and put on that homemade music cd from a couple years back while I cooked. And the tears just wouldn’t stop. I don’t know whether it was the sadness of a life gone too soon or thinking of my own life marching forward into middle age now – so far removed from my London bedroom. How those days gone by seem so very long ago yet so near on a day warm with spring.
So today, in honor of Karen and Richard Carpenter, my personal favorite “Yesterday Once More”. And no commentary from me this time – this song captures exactly how music was, is, and always will be for me. RIP Karen – you are loved and missed. Thank you for the beautiful music.
When I was young
I’d listen to the radio
Waitin’ for my favorite songs
When they played I’d sing along
It made me smileThose were such happy times
And not so long ago
How I wondered where they’d gone
But they’re back again
Just like a long lost friend
All the songs I loved so wellEvery sha-la-la-la
Every wo-wo-wo
Still shines
Every shing-a-ling-a-ling
That they’re starting to sing’s
So fineWhen they get to the part
Where he’s breakin’ her heart
It can really make me cry
Just like before
It’s yesterday once moreLookin’ back on how it was
In years gone by
And the good times that I had
Makes today seem rather sad
So much has changedIt was songs of love that
I would sing to then
And I’d memorize each word
Those old melodies
Still sound so good to me
As they melt the years awayEvery sha-la-la-la
Every wo-wo-wo
Still shines
Every shing-a-ling-a-ling
That they’re starting to sing’s
So fineAll my best memories
Come back clearly to me
Some can even make me cry
Just like before
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It’s February?
February 5, 2016
Yes, it is February. I spent the last couple of weeks of January in angst over several things, a couple of which were the deaths of David Bowie and Alan Rickman. Oh God, if they can die well, what hope is there for me right? My birthday was good – I decided to celebrate both mine and Mozart’s and watch Amadeus and eat lots of little treats. All of the kids watched this year as well so it was a family thing.
The groundhog says spring is on the way – yaaaaaaay! Wait, what? Oh, yeah it’s only six more weeks until spring anyway? Sooo, that groundhog thing means diddly. And I’ve started the month off by getting sick. Luckily it’s a short lived virus. I felt good enough today to balance the accounts and file papers – things I always feel better about when they are done. My thing has always been: if the bills are paid, we have food in the house, and gas in the car we are fine. So, we’re fine.
My plans for taking all year kind of ground to a halt as well without me really realizing it. To get back on track, I think this month I’ll start reading “The Body Book” by Cameron Diaz, and stop using my body as a dumping ground and treat it better. That’s really where it starts – with awareness of what I’m doing and not doing. The decluttering? Yeah, need to get back in that too. I have a bunch of stuff to go to recycling and Goodwill so will get that done this weekend. What else, oh the anger thing. Working on it, however Tuesday evening rush hour was a real trip – didn’t do so well that day. I need to make a to do list of sorts on these things for the month to keep me going in the right direction.
And that’s where I’m at. Still alive and still moving forward. I have all year.