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At a crossroads

An open letter to Leaf ........
Posted:May 21, 2018 4:42 am
Last Updated:May 21, 2018 7:35 pm

Today, I see BB and his minions uniformly wish you ill. I may get mad at you for your over-abundance of space hogging on a daily basis, but I don't wish you ill. And when you announce your commitment to the God in whom you put your faith, I believe you ... very unlike Trump when he dares use the name of that same Lord at purpose to deceive his followers.

BB and his minions are all in accord with silencing opposing voices which puts us all in grave danger of losing freedom of expression. Therein, evil lurks. Putin manages to maintain dominion over the Russian media, and Trump is led to follow his lead ... thus go his followers (Trump's) in their adherence to Faux News where Trump himself is led by deceptive lead.
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This post is prompted by MrsJoe's photo display in her last blog ....
Posted:May 13, 2018 6:31 am
Last Updated:May 24, 2018 6:10 pm
MrsJoe just recently posted a photo of herself, MrJoe, Ducky and Ducky's friend Linda standing in front of an enormous, old Angel Oak tree somewhere in Knoxville? I'm not really sure of the location.

I'm just sharing another glimpse of still another of these giant old live oaks. This one was taken at Avery Island on the Louisiana Bayou. That little pink thingy standing at the base of that tree is me.

These old live oaks are something to behold.

I was really bummed this morning when I logged into blogs ........
Posted:May 12, 2018 2:14 pm
Last Updated:May 16, 2018 9:45 am

I was bummed to find our resident blog hog had no less than EIGHT postings on the front page! I'm still trying to fathom how anyone can be that rude, obnoxious and demanding of that much attention on a friendfinder site. I've tried to be patient with the blog hog, but today that patience ran out. His domination went into overdrive.

The two blogs I was following were run right off the page. My own blog was the first one I'd posted to date in the month of May, and I was actually having a grand time with it because there were quite a few people who commented that they appreciated the responses and also made some very nice contributions.

Why even try, sometimes?

Anyway, I just logged off out of frustration. I was productive this morning, just catching up with chores around the apt., then later, I sat down to rest and do the channel surfing thingy. I landed on a movie I'd not seen, mainly because by the title I thought it would be really dumb. I was surprised and delighted to find it was a laugh a minute and served to bring me out of my ugly mood.

If you haven't seen 40-yr-old Virgin, I'd recommend it. It really tickled my funny bone. Now I feel all better.

The highlight of your life ... think about it ... what would it be?
Posted:May 10, 2018 3:47 am
Last Updated:May 19, 2018 7:21 am
Maadi or al-Ma'adi (Arabic: المعادى‎‎ / transliterated: al-Ma‛adi ) is an affluent, suburban district south of Cairo, Egypt, on the east bank of the Nile about 12 km upriver from downtown Cairo.

Maadi was my home for two years of my life at the close of my world adventures. An absolute adventure in the way of enlightenment.

I was fortunate to have experienced Egypt in an era of PEACE! It was in the throes of the Camp David peace accord between Carter, Menachem Begin and Anwar Sadat! Times were wonderful ... as opposed to TODAY!

I could hop an Egyptian taxi to Old Cairo. via the Cornish (the equivalent of an expressway along the Nile) at breakneck speed .. all by myself .... to visit the market place and barter purchases, alone and without fear. It was great fun and rewarding. I did that pretty regularly when not liking my first attempts at reasonable price. ( Bartering became an art form when I lived in Taiwan! ) I dared not be a STUPID tourist! Shop keepers would recognize a difference and accommodate ... but only with persistence.

I explored Old Cairo and became enthralled with antiquity. All by myself!

There was a square in Old Cairo where one corner held a Jewish Synagogue, another held a Muslim mosque, and a third was the home of the dirt-floored, Christian temple as old a time where Jesus, Mary and Joseph took refuge from King Herod ... all in accord and peaceful respect of one another.

It was a time of wonder I shan't forget! One most will never experience.

The photo is of me in days gone by standing at The Good Shot Restaurant on the banks of the Nile In Ma'adi, Egypt. I was young and adventurous then. LOL
'tis the season ........... finally!
Posted:May 6, 2018 5:47 am
Last Updated:May 11, 2018 9:06 am

At long last, spring has sprung in Wisconsin, so I'm in the throes of dealing with the transition. Suddenly, it feels as though I have a zillion things on my plate to tend to all at once - with limited bursts of energy and attention span to carry through with any one project at a time. However, I have to keep truckin' to do what I gotta do. The problem is, I take on too much at once! It's my ADD disorder, I'm sure. *groan* I can walk from room to room and become distracted. I have to repeat the mantra, "focus, focus" with every forward step .......... well, it's almost that bad and gets worse with age.

I started with closets about a week ago - clearing out, sifting and sorting - in switching from winter wear to spring/summer. The warm weather was so FAST in coming, it caught me off guard. We hit 82 degrees F yesterday, and I'm not ready for quite such a dramatic change at such a rapid pace.

After a week or so, my bed still holds piles of this and that. It's the same old struggle of what to keep and store and what to discard because I haven't worn something in a season or two. My closet space is limited and they bulge. Something's gotta give! I have been sleeping on the couch all this time because I can't seem to clear my bed in playing this silly tug-o-war. And this is after I already loaded a large tote bin for Goodwill.

Yesterday was too nice out to be indoors so I left everything sit and tended to my car. I had started spring cleaning, to boot, tackling the living room first. Everything was left in a state of disarray in thinking it's just going to have to wait.

I had oil changed/tires rotated and windshield wipers changed, front and back. The winter had done a number on my blades! I vacuumed, filled up, went through the car wash and brought my rubber floor mats upstairs to throw them in my bathtub to scrub them down of winter salt, etc.. .... in the process of making a mess in my bathroom! (One step forward, two steps back.)

When I left the house, I had forgotten I had a service man coming to do an annual servicing of my air conditioner. I missed him! NOW, I have to reschedule in the busiest of seasons, and I'm told I have to wait for three weeks to get that done. Meanwhile, I will be sitting in my own sweat because I don't want to run it until that's done. *double GROANS* My air conditioner was new last season and I have to follow a maintenance routine according to my service plan.

Today, I have a young man coming to do my patio door windows. He's going to have to trek past my living room furniture in the middle of the room and away from the walls for me to do a thorough vacuuming, etc..

I'm going NUTS!

However, there is one HUGE saving grace in all of this mess. I am distracted from the "Make America Great Again" routine. Good grief! Don't even let me go THERE! I'll wind up in a loony bin!

I failed to see the humor ....
Posted:Apr 29, 2018 3:24 am
Last Updated:May 5, 2018 3:07 am

..... in Michelle Wolf's 'comedic' address to White House Correspondents at last night's event. I found her vulgar and disgusting, After that display, I wouldn't walk across the street to see her perform if it were advertised free of charge with a gratuitous steak and lobster dinner.

Lord surely knows I'm not a fan of Sarah Huckabee Sanders, but when Michelle found humor in attacking Sarah's looks, and I observed how mortified and humiliated Sarah looked, I felt Michelle had sunk to a new low. I had to refrain from throwing a dirty sock at the TV.

There were two times in my life that I actually picked myself up and walked out on similar, vulgar, ugly, potty-mouthed performers. One was Joan Rivers in Vegas; the other was George Carlin in Minneapolis. I'm not a prude by any stretch, but when every other word in the delivery is the "F" bomb, the word loses the effect of a well-placed expletive in the overkill. I never liked either one of them again after those experiences.

Did anyone else tune in to watch the event?
Snowed in ...........
Posted:Apr 3, 2018 7:06 am
Last Updated:Apr 7, 2018 12:40 pm

It looks like we're in the throes of The BIG ONE, and I know it's Big's fault for my talking back to him!

Even the city streets are snow-covered and slippery. I'm tucked in for the duration. It's predicted to be an all-day dump. We'll see.

I feel sorry for the mourning dove sitting on its eggs on the top shelf of my baker's rack on my patio, but I don't think I'll interfere with nature.

Time to do some baking ...........

A walk down Memory Lane
Posted:Mar 29, 2018 7:44 pm
Last Updated:Apr 27, 2018 6:00 pm

In June of 2008 I posted my very first blogs here on the site. Oddly enough, in looking back, this one has accumulated over 4000 views but never received as much as ONE lousy comment. Can you believe that? Nevertheless, after ten long years and per my blog content, I'd still like to strangle the gal addressed in this post. This is how it went:

As many of you know, I recently started a new job and with it came a lot of new frustrations. Here's just one:

I work with a gal half my age who drives me absolutely wild. She has the most flippant mouth and attitude and, yet SHE frequently refers to others in the office as 'unprofessional'.

On my very first day on the job, I was introduced to one of the state employees with a title of sorts. As that woman walked past the main reception desk, the gal I refer to above stated, "She's a bit**."

The gal led me through the office area introducing me to everyone we passed. With her hand practically within reach of the doorknob of The Big Cheese, she said, " This is the guy whose a$$ you gotta kiss. "

When she finally showed me my work station, she left and took her break stating, " I need a damned cigarette."

When she returned, she delivered a copy of office policy, including the clearly stated 'business casual' mode of dress ... arriving in her flip-flops, enough mid-section showing to display stretch marks at hip level and corresponding low rise capris that looked like they had laid in a clothes basket for days, commenting, "The dress code is very strict." (I thought to myself: Uh huh .... I can see that!) , and a, "Make sure you read this."

She has since commented to me, "Who are you trying to impress? You are always so dressed up." I told her I had worked at the national headquarters of a fortune 500 company that actually had workshops, complete with video tapes everyone was required to view, addressing the literal meaning of 'business casual&#39 . It was made explicitly clear that "business casual" was far removed from what one would wear to climb a ladder to wash windows. (I don't think she caught my drift.)

She also informed me in her usual manner of speaking, "You are really going to get hollered at if you receive any personal e-mails."

!!!! How do YOU define 'professional' and 'business casual'????? My own opinion is that she would serve as a prime example of what it is NOT!!
I stepped out onto my patio this morning and found this ....
Posted:Mar 28, 2018 1:20 pm
Last Updated:Mar 29, 2018 8:26 pm
Hopefully, this photo is clear enough for you to see the mourning dove sitting on a nest built on the top shelf of my 'bread rack'. I didn't want to get any closer for fear that she'd take wing. In the not too distant future, I will get to see baby chicks fledging ,,,,,,,,,,,,, YAH!!

Leftover mashed potatoes .......
Posted:Mar 26, 2018 8:59 pm
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2018 5:24 am

A neighbor and I entered into a joint effort on Sunday, a day of the week that many of the residents in my senior dwelling cannot partake of the food service provided only Monday through Friday, and those who no longer cook for themselves for whatever their restrictions.

My friend Nancy informed me earlier in the week that her daughter and son-in-law just purchased a freezer full of freshly slaughtered, grass-fed beef. However, neither of them eats liver. She asked if there might be interest in liver here. I told her to bring it on! I'd find a home for it!

My neighbor and I scanned the 'neighborhood' and found eight people who like liver and onions. It's a dish that either brings a big HURRAH or a disgusting YUK! LOL I told my neighbor - who used to be the head cook at our local/yokel country club, - and PROPOED: "Hey, I have a deal for you.. If you don't mind preparing the liver and onions, I will prepare the side dishes to make a meal." She was on board!

I prepared mashed potatoes and fresh, steamed green beans, in addition to some really good, bakery fresh, light rye bread. Our combined efforts were MUCH appreciated!

Anyhooo .. as per usual, and not really knowing how to gauge how much would be needed, I had lots of leftover mashed potatoes! Sooooooooo, I reached back into my childhood memory of my mother making potato patties. We didn't know any waste in those days! We were dirt poor, and waste was not an option .... least of all waste of FOOD!

Here's what I set about doing:

Initially, I had whipped the potatoes with plenty of butter and added cream cheese and a bit of half & half. ( If you have high cholesterol, STOP RIGHT HERE! However, it's not like we eat this way EVERY DAY! )

I dried a couple of large slices of Italian bread in the open air and then sauted them in butter to make croutons, adding onion powder, garlic powder, salt and pepper.

I cooled and crushed them and threw them into a bowl with the mashed potatoes. I added some finely chopped sweet onion, an egg and played the flour by ear to bind the mixture together. I blended everything together with my very own little pinkies, squeezing the mix through my fingers, as in 'a labor of love' and to add a special touch. LOL

Next, I crushed some Ritz crackers in a Ziploc bag with my rolling pin to make a breading, formed patties from my potato mix, coated them with that breading and browned them in a mix of olive oil and, YES, a bit of butter. ( Like I warned of cholesterol ............)

THEN, I decided to make some scrambled eggs to make a breakfast meal and hand-delivered them to 4 of my neighbors who relished them ... but only with written agreement that I would be remembered in their wills! LOL I made that quite clear! ROFL.

All my patties WENT ... aside from just ONE that I saved for myself. LOL Sorry you missed out!


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