We are still awaiting the birth of our newest granddaughter - she is apparently deciding to give it another week or so before she makes her appearance. I am excited and anxious and still knitting like mad. And making Winnie-the-Pooh curtains for Baby's room. I have no pictures of any of this craftiness yet - maybe tomorrow - so I'll just have to pop in a shot of my tropical patio plants. --cds
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
Wine Club
In a local raffle, we won a gift certificate to a wine shop's Wine of The Month Club. It sounded interesting and new hobbies are fun, so we joined up for a while - here are the shop's picks for May.
I admit I am more interested in the dinner that goes with the wine than I am in the actual glass of vino, but I'm ready to learn. Way, way back in 1971 or 72 when the drinking age was 18 and I was at Champlain College, the Student Life administration (always attempting to raise our level of sophistication to prep us for life in the business world), held an Evening of Wine and Cheese Tasting in the residence houses. Each home featured a different wine and the idea, I assume, was for students to visit each, sample the wine and practice the art of cocktail hour conversation. It was a disaster. As I (vaguely) recall, bands of drunken students, fortified by cheap beer and Boone's Farm, stumbled from dorm to dorm wreaking havoc until the housemothers finally barred all doors. Cops may have been called.
Champlain College is a great school now, but I happened to be there during what must have been a huge transitional age for places like that. One of these days I will share my stories of secretary school. --cds
I admit I am more interested in the dinner that goes with the wine than I am in the actual glass of vino, but I'm ready to learn. Way, way back in 1971 or 72 when the drinking age was 18 and I was at Champlain College, the Student Life administration (always attempting to raise our level of sophistication to prep us for life in the business world), held an Evening of Wine and Cheese Tasting in the residence houses. Each home featured a different wine and the idea, I assume, was for students to visit each, sample the wine and practice the art of cocktail hour conversation. It was a disaster. As I (vaguely) recall, bands of drunken students, fortified by cheap beer and Boone's Farm, stumbled from dorm to dorm wreaking havoc until the housemothers finally barred all doors. Cops may have been called.
Champlain College is a great school now, but I happened to be there during what must have been a huge transitional age for places like that. One of these days I will share my stories of secretary school. --cds
Thursday, May 20, 2010
The South Forty
Ha! What do you think, Uncle Chuck, about my gigantor tomato plants? South Jersey farm girl roots are resurfacing here in Central Florida. True, the yield so far is only one actual tomato, but look at all that greenery! The tomato was yummy, sliced up for dinner with chicken and mashed potatoes. Our local farmer's market is heating up with lots of pretty vegetables and fruit. Think I'll do some cookbook reading today to find some new salad recipes. Healthy eating is on the agenda. --cds
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
My Chip Addiction
Monday, May 17, 2010
Until I Can Return To The Sewing Room....
Monday, May 10, 2010
Visitors
April got very busy with a visit with my brother, Doug. Then a quick visit with nephew Jake. And currently the Utah girls are cavoorting on Florida beaches and twirling about DisneyWorld and generally enlivening the neighborhood here in retiree-land. We spent the day with them yesterday on Anna Maria Island.
I highly recommend grandchildren as a weight-loss regimen. I have been jumping rope.--cds
I highly recommend grandchildren as a weight-loss regimen. I have been jumping rope.--cds
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