Saturday, December 31, 2011

Out With The Old

Though I really hate to do it, I probably need to start taking down my Christmas tree today or tomorrow. I love love love my Christmas tree.

Our bedroom is at the end of our hallway and that is where we had to put up the tree this year (because we put an additional sofa in the living room). 



Such a good decision - it was like having a great big warm nightlight in the bedroom.



I made these bells in kindergarten (1957!) out of Dixie cups and tin foil and a very faded purple pipe cleaner.







This is Jim's grandma's old nativity set - such a warm and cozy little stable scene, yes?

Till next year....  --cds
 

Saturday, December 24, 2011

The Night Circus

Most reviews I have read for The Night Circus begin with the opening lines of the book itself, which I admit are pretty beguiling.   The realization that something magical will be happening is immediate.  And then the descriptions begin - the striped tents, the wrought iron gate, the lights, the clock.  I was sucked in and didn't surface for 24 hours. 

First of all, the colors, or lack of them.  Everything about the circus is black and white, shades of grey, silver and crystals, snow and ice, ravens and doves.  Costumes are black silk and white lace - my favorite character is Poppet whose dresses are a patchwork of various white fabrics - a crazy quilter's delight!  The setting, the atmosphere, the visuals of a book or a movie are important to me, so when I find one that delivers all that in such beautiful, mesmerizing language, I have trouble letting it go.  It's already showing up in some of my embroideries and quilted thingies.

The story is about magic and magicians so it's not for everyone.  There are deaths and births and mystery and there's a love story - in truth, the love story is the main plot element, I suppose, but for me, the black and white striped circus tents and all the wondrous adventures that circus-goers may access inside them are what kept me entranced.  It doesn't hurt either that events take place during the turn-of-the-century, as in 1870's - 1900's -- such a black and white, shades of sepia time period anyway for those of us drawn to early photography. 

It's just such a pretty book.  I'll be obsessed for a while yet.  --cds

Friday, December 23, 2011

Book Reviews

Sometimes I wonder why I even try to read contemporary literary fiction.  I have zero patience for reading about moody, dysfunctional characters in sad, hopeless, real-life situations. I just want to smack them. Therefore, I rarely pick up art-type fiction that looks like it might be too depressing or disturbing.  I tried reading Adverbs recently by Daniel Handler (aka Lemony Snickett) but had to put it aside - too many self-centered people (well actually, the same people, different settings) in dire need of a good head smack.  I never could get through the Lemony Snickett books (for children!) either - though the unfortunate Baudelaire children did try mightily, I found it way too frustrating that they could NEVER CATCH A BREAK.  A Series of Unfortunate Events is certainly a wonderful read, but so freaking frustrating!



So anyway, imagine my delight at picking up The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern and falling solidly in love with a book again.  I admit to hesitancy in cracking this one open as circuses and Claudia do NOT mix.  [I totally blame Hoxie Brothers and a certain aunt who shall remain nameless for my long-standing circus-horror ("Come on, Claud, let's take the kids to the circus - it'll be fun!).  Right - clowns, sad, smelly, large animals.  I became deathly ill from circus germs and had to miss The Who concert.  No fun at all.] 

The Night Circus, however, is a whole other beautiful something and deserves its own essay space.  Tomorrow, I promise. --cds

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Cool Weather

The baby is getting big!  Eighteen months old already this month.  My favorite Ruthanne story this week involves Josh going into her room Sunday morning and finding her completely out of her jammies.  Wouldn't you just love to have watched the baby gymnastics involved in her unzipping and wiggling herself out of her footie-jammie sleepers? 

I'm swimming this morning, I don't care if the temp is only 57.  I've missed about 5 days in a row while our cool front blew through.  I must be brave - I'm a Vermonter, I'm a Vermonter, I'm a Vermonter.  Brrrrrr.  --cds

Friday, December 16, 2011

Well, This Is New

 I know I have made this bread recipe before, but this is the first time such a thing as this has occurred. 
The dough started to ribbon out of the top of the covered pan like lava, but stopped when it reached the racks and baked itself.

The pan is a 9-inch pain de mie pan from King Arthur - makes a nice square loaf for easy slicing and a not-too-thick crust.  I thought that the dough was stickier than usual, but it rose well so I figured it would be fine.  Aside from the lava flow, the loaf baked just fine and tasted delicious - the recipe is a little more buttery and sweet than most bread recipes.

I can't say enough good things about King Arthur bread pans.  These are heavy, ridged and the bread just falls out of the pan.  Why I don't bake every day or so is a mystery.  Well, I suppose because I would start to look like the Doughgirl, so perhaps that's not the best idea.  --cds

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Exercise Nuttiness

I've been attuned lately to people's exercise routines, some of which seem strange to me.  I am most definitely not disparaging any of these efforts (I swim at 6:30 a.m. in 56 degree air temps, for goodness sakes - crazy!), but some are....  strange. 

A guy just walked by our house bouncing a tennis ball in front of him as he walked - that takes much coordination, I imagine.  I'd be chasing the ball in the grass half the time. There is another guy who criss-crosses the street as he walks along - by the time he's past my house he has zig-zagged three times across the road.  Maximizes his walk somehow, I guess (but why not just walk farther in a straight line?).  I get a kick out of the guy who bikes around the compound wearing all of his topnotch biking gear - helmut, spandex, gloves, mirrors - impressive, but our streets are very residential-y.  More the granny-on-the-fat-tire-Schwinn type of biking.  Most of the women walk in fun-looking chat-groups, loud and laughy.  The weight room attracts the hard-core treadmillers and machine-savvy exercisers.  Not my favorite sort of place as it gives me creepy flashbacks to the early 70's and a short membership at an Elaine Powers Figure Salon where women in Danskin leotards jiggled in those belt and roller machines.

I'm sticking with my morning swim.  The mist rises off the water as I do my laps, I can watch the birds waking up and the pretty sunrises, and I have the pool all to myself.  Relaxing, healthy, and only a little nutty.  --cds

Saturday, December 3, 2011

That's A Big Gingerbread House

Last weekend we stopped by DisneyWorld to check out the Christmas decorations at the hotels along the monorail route.  The gingerbread house at The Grand Floridian is pretty impressive.




I would like to have this Cinderella's-pumpkin-carriage-carpet in my bedroom at home, thank you very much.


Riding down the birdcage elevator.


Afternoon refreshment at the Polynesian pool bar.


One of these evenings soon we'll visit the Magic Kingdom to view the fireworks.  I hear the castle is draped in white lights to look like ice.  Our little community here in retiree-ville is in full outdoor decoration mode.  Hideousness abounds.  I will get pictures.  --cds

Friday, December 2, 2011

Christmas Decorating

Welcome!

Christmas decorating commences.  I think every electrical outlet in this house is now dedicated to some sort of decoration.  Whatever -- makes me happy.  The downtown village is set up in the front window this year. 


This is either Stowe or Park City.


And an aerial view of the corner gas station selling Christmas trees.


Vintage-y snowman stuff.


Vintage aqua Shiny Brites.


White sparkle tree and Yankee Candle (Home for the Holidays) and, um... a glass of wine to decorate by.


Today I have to rest up from all that decorating.  My next door neighbor is baking cookies which will help with my recuperation, I'm sure.  --cds

Thursday, December 1, 2011

December Already.

I love the days when I get to talk to all three grandgirls in the same evening.   Well, actually Miss Ruthie isn't talking to me all that much just yet, but I understand she gives the phone big kisses.

She prefers, as does most of the younger generation, to text instead.


Most evenings Isabella does her homework via Skype - she's pretty good about staying on task and plowing through her math worksheets.  The day will soon arrive, though, when her work surpasses my puny math skills.  I struggle not to show fear of the math.

Evie and I Skype as well - she usually colors and tells me about her day.  She's been practicing a verse to recite for her pre-school Christmas program.


Both girls are back in dance classes for the Fall.  So cute.


Christmas decorating will be completed today here at our Florida home because 'tis the season.  It's even chilly outside - I haven't been swimming for two days.  --cds

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Ready to Bind and Happy Thanksgiving


This quilt, I am embarrassed to admit, has been in the Unfinished Projects bin for way too long and I'm not really sure why. I think at one point I was unhappy with the machine quilting and considered a redo, but I took it out again, fixed a couple of spots, added the binding and soon it will be on its way to its intended recipient in Vermont - I hope sweet little Jaycee hasn't outgrown pink, flowery quilts.

We're having a quiet little Thanksgiving dinner here at home today. My kids are all at their various in-laws for dinner and thankfully didn't have to travel very far. We'll get to chit-chat later when time zones and dinner hours permit.

I am off for the morning swim in few minutes, tho the temp is not much above 62. The pool is heated, but still -- brrrr! Health and happiness to all. --cds

Friday, November 18, 2011

Who Knew Swimming Was Such Good Exercise?

Well, I did know that in theory, of course, but have never put it to the test.  Apparently it is very good exercise because I have somehow dropped about 7 pounds since August without really trying - except for being in the water mostly every day. I haven't given up chips or cheese or the occasional Sam Adams either. 


See you at the pool.  --cds

Thursday, November 17, 2011

I Do Love Knitting Patterns

Normally I do not go around quoting lines from Harry Potter books (out loud anyway because that would be geeky even for me - in my head tho I always have lines from books and movies floating about).   However, I (along with Albus Dumbledore) do love knitting patterns, but have been frustrated recently over online patterns for knitting toddler-sized socks.  The ones I've looked at, started, hated, and ripped out seem so unnecessarily complicated.  So I made up my own. 




Sorry, but this yarn looks good next to a pile of Smarties.  The yarn is a self-striping acrylic light-weight baby yarn knit with #1 US double points.

I've reached the point where I think I understand sock-making - heel turning, gussets, toe weaving, etc. - so I really just took my favorite parts from various patterns and made a sock.  These are intended for our littlest Vermonter Ruthanne who has new LL Bean snowboots and needs to fill them up with winter sockies. 

My plan is to take this pattern and practice increasing (and decreasing) in various spots in order to make lots and lots of socks for kids and grownups.  And, if I can figure out how to do it, I may post the instructions on this blog as a pdf file, or something.  I have NOT reached the point where I understand computer stuff.  --cds

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