Monday, December 31, 2007
Sunday, December 30, 2007
the featured wedding in the New York Times Celebration section.....is a real hanky waver this week...highlighting old lovers reunited after years of seperation.... and ending with so much smooching...the rabbi had to put a stop to the lip smacking to give the final blessing.
Chic lit suprema.....
and the last line is a perfect quote to add to your fresh new year calender.
Are you ready ladies?.......click here.
And if you're an XY chromo holder and don't want to feel left out.....here's the quote :
“You grab life, and you don’t waste time.”
Fits on a guy calender too....lol.
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Thursday, December 27, 2007
I have a special radar......it's tuned to clicks. Clicks from a cursor or clicks from a spacer bar. My subconscious tracks these clicks......when the magic number is hit....an alarm goes off in my head....and my motherly instincts force me ..... to seek out my youngest son......who's either riding a goat, machine gunning someone....or ....most recently.....playing a toy plastic guitar.
"Enough! How LONG have you been in here?"
"I just started." This is his standard answer even though I KNOW and He KNOWS.... he's been plucking away for a couple of hours.
"Isn't there something else you can do? Go outside, take the dogs for a walk? Do your chores? better yet.....read something?"
"As soon as I finish this song."
But songs never end on Guitar Hero ....and it usually takes two attempts to pry him away from the TV.
Video games and the number of hours the menfolks play them.....has always been an issue with me. A couple hours here or there is fine.....but in all honesty....some days if the men didn't need to eat or pee.....I think they'd set up house in the study and never come out.
So......it's safe to say....I'm not a video game fan.
But the conversation I had with my daughter the other day..... left me puzzled.
"That game guitar is going to bond to his fingers soon if he doesn't stop playing."
"But Mom.....he's really good. In fact, he's got an incredible ranking."
"Yeah.....you get ranked by the number of points you've earned while playing."
"What's he ranked?"
"Somewhere in the upper 2000's."
"You mean like in the area?"
"No Mom....like in the world."
"How many kids play this game?"
" At least a million."
"And he's one of the top 2000 players in the world?"
"Yeah Mom.....it's like... a big deal."
"He could be playing in tournaments."
"If he was older, he'd scoop up money in bars."
"That's a pleasant thought."
"Mom....he has talent."
"For clicking plastic keys?"
She left me standing in the kitchen.... pondering..... wondering what exactly constituted a talent....if my son won a tournament or money ....would he be considered talented? And is the hand-eye coordination involved in playing a plastic guitar...a talent?
So I went into the study......sat down and watched him play.
His fingers and his hand were moving so fast.....I was stunned. But what really threw me was his ability....to glance up, smile and say, "Hi Mom" while his fingers flew over the keys.
The songs in this game are complicated rock songs....."Devil went Down to Georgia" types......and if you haven't heard about this video game....the object is to hit the keys and strum your guitar in sync with small circles representing notes....racing by on the TV/game screen..
At the end of one of his songs, my son handed me the guitar and said "Try it." He and his sister then shouted directions while I tried to get the little circles on the screen to erupt....and score.
I only scored 21% of the keys on an easy song....which means I was a severe dud. More practice and different songs.....did'nt increase my score.
So I handed back the guitar and watched him.....amazed. The speed....the agility....the ease.
All day I thought about his playing.... if he was ranked the 2543 best tennis player in the world....I would be very pleased....proud.....but 2543 best guitar hero player?
So I asked him tonight....."Should I be proud of your skills on a plastic guitar?"
"Of course you should be."
"Because it's what you're supposed to do."
So I shrugged my shoulders and said....."Okay" ....and had the feeling he was right.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
I must have made the NICE LIST for Xmas....cause Santa gave me an iphone.
The elves (otherwise known as the menfolks) warned me the phone would be in Santa's bag. I had a few anxious thoughts about getting the electronic wonder of the year....I'm not exactly a geek.....but ohhhhhhhhh.....I can tell this is the start of a beautiful relationship.
Can you possibly think of a better gift for a maven than her own portable mini computer??? ( Okay smart toy boys were not on the list of possibilities)
And.... bye bye Porkchop (Blackberry) envy....you business types can have your Blackberrys .....I can phone and dance at the same time! Whooo hooo.
Steep learning curve in the next week.... I'll have to brush up on my tapping skills.......but moms are natural tappers....... I've tapped on my kids heads and shoulders forever... tap tap....pick your clothes up.....tap tap.....did you brush your teeth?
Well now its tap...hello text messaging......tap tap....enlarge text. What's hard about this?
The only problem>>>>>so many functions ....makes me wonder......who are these Apple designers? They certainly lead busy lives...and they want to keep me busy too. Last week....I flipped opened my phone and called someone. Today I "woke" up my phone... checked the weather, the time in Casablanca AND watched an old Queen video on UTube. By the time I did all that.....I forgot who I was going to call!
The big disappoint with the iphone....there's no function for laundry or dog walking....perhaps some day the phone will have little legs....and long arms....and pictures to press of dirty clothes, anxious pets and big dustbunnies.
Well I've got to exit my office......My family told me I have only 5 minutes left before.... they storm in here and kidnap me away from the iphone, manual and computer....and they look serious!!
Now.... all of you who are near and dear to me and in my phone address book....send me a pic for my phone....otherwise I'll be forced to bond you with pics of my own choosing....and you know how devious I can be ...lol........(Yes, I was real surprised I made it off the NAUGHTY LIST too)
Blessings on all of you today...whether or not Xmas is part of your family tradition or not......
snuggle up and love each other up....'tis the season.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
The house is quiet.
The children....the hub.....everyone is out for awhile.
Today was my last day of work before Xmas. The crowds and the demands are finished for me this holiday season.
Many of the customers were surprisingly mellow today.....last week they were angry when books weren't available ...today... many shrugged and admitted it was "their fault"....for waiting till the last minute.
I spent a lot of time substituting today....finding alternatives for books not available. Sometimes customers' eyes lite up and I knew I scored a hit when I suggested a different book ....other times they looked at me as if I was daffy.
A few regular customers were scattered among the holiday shoppers....people who came in for specifics books that weren't gifts. A beautiful dark- skinned Indian woman cornered me and asked me to recommend books for a broken heart. I started to rattle off titles when she said, "it's for my son, I need a book for a young man."
I was stumped. I realized all the titles were for women. I asked my fellow male booksellers if they could recommend some books. They shook their heads. "Men just hurt till it's over... we don't buy books."
I believe they were right.....there wasn't a "Stoic man's guide to Recovery" ...so I pulled a few books which I found helpful in tough times....a classic positive thinking book, a contemporary Buddhist tome, a popular psychology paperback.
The woman squeezed my hand. "Thank you," she said.....I felt like part pharmacist... part shaman....at that moment...and I was touched by the sincerity in her voice and gesture.
Sometimes you forget the power of words....how they can land at just the right time and in just the right place on someone....and cause a shift ....towards hurt or healing or happiness.
I was reminded of this when...I slipped into my convertible a few hours later....and pulled out a Xmas card from one of my friends at the bookstore. He is an exceptionally cool guy.. "I am glad I have you in my life" he said....and he encouraged me to hurry up and get back to writing and get my ass out into the world again.
They were the right words at the right time....and I laughed and goosed Zoom-Zoom (my car) home.
A part of Christmas is over....the credit card jingle, the rush to stuff, the big crowds....but this part....this wonderful time where you're encouraged to connect to family and friends......is still here.....and as I'm sitting in this quiet house...I look forward to the next few days....when I can think and deal in words....and hope they are right ones at the right time.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Yes....there's a hand in the alligator's mouth.
Here's the official blurb.
Now those bizarre frogs and scary snakes pics seem comforting in comparison.
Friday, December 21, 2007
The shortest day in terms of light.....the darkness coming so early .......it's easy to forget that tomorrow.....the days begin to lengthen.....and we move towards spring and regeneration....from this point....from this dark dark day.....the future begins.
I pause every year at this time. It has become my tradition. I think of the hurtful and the hard and the frustrating times I've felt in the past year. I take inventory. I write them down...
Perhaps the change will be imperceptible at first....just like the second or two of light that is added to each day.....but at some point....on some day......I will realize.....I am someplace new....
and it will feel like spring.
From this point, more light each day.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Please note.....I'm not this loud when I'm sitting at my computer.
Monday, December 17, 2007
The funny thing is....although she stares at my eyeballs all night.... hub is the first to exit the bed most mornings....so she sits and waits for him outside the bathroom door.....then leads him down the hall (hysterically meowing) to her waiting food and water bowl.
which is usually filled.....
All I can say is..... thank heavens she is not one of those new glowing cats....because now I know she's watching me.....if she glowed....I could even SEE her watching me......... all night long.
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Friday, December 14, 2007
No not this type.
When some people don't have their needs met....they feel obligated to throw a barb at you....to hurt you or make you suffer because you disappointed them.
I see this all the time at the bookstore where I work.... especially now....as the holidays put pressure on folks.
If I don't have the book they want......customers often hiss at me....."Well...I'll just go to Amazon," .......sometimes they'll throw in a scowl or a dramatic lift of the eyebrows to accompany the sentence....other times they turn on their heels and leave in a huff away from the information desk.
I've learned to say nothing in response to the Amazon threat....because if I say anything....whether it's pleasant or catty...it often escalates the situation.
Folks who engage in barb throwing..... often need to have the last word.....so even if I reply with.. "Good Luck" or "Hope you find your book"......they'll have to throw in a big final sentence like...."I'm going to do all my business online from now on" or "I'm never coming back here".... Etc. Etc. Etc.
I love books. I think they can change your life. As a bookseller, I want people to find their books. Most booksellers....feel the same way. When a book is out of stock for our stores, we often refer people to Amazon....."Why don't you try Amazon....they may have a book or two left."
Some folks give me a suspicious look when I say our competitor's name.....thinking I have a secret liaison with the enemy.
I don't....I just want them to find their book. Sincerely ....I do.... A book is not like a pair of socks or underwear.....it's a specific and personal choice....so substituting one book for another is not an equal trade off.
If I go to the store to buy a pair of black Nike socks....I can probably switch to Reebok socks and feel okay about it......If I go into a bookstore wanting the Joy of Sex.....and come out with the Joy of Cooking.....well that's a whole different evening at home isn't it?
Maybe I should take a lesson from those mythical Amazon women.....and walk into work with a breast plate and shield.....might help folks see....they shouldn't attack the messenger....if their book is not available.....but then again it might give some customers additional fodder.....
"I don't have to deal with people in armor at Amazon.com"
No....... you don't.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Curiousity seekers, astonished friends and family and well-wishers may drop by to view the event. Cameras are welcome.
A fresh loaf of Ciabatta bread and danish butter will be available for those who feel faint. Wine is available for the over-stimulated.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
She posted this pic of him.
This is one of the finest pictures of a man I have ever seen.
What a thigh......
I'd like to date him too........lol....or at least make him stand up and face forward.
Sunday, December 09, 2007
Thursday, December 06, 2007
The Menfolks in my house need a news stand in the bathroom to perform their bodily functions.
Enter any bathroom in my house (I have three) and you'll find various magazines, books, and newspapers scattered around. The guys seem to function like a stoplight...needing some intermediary time in their comings and goings....whereas I function more like a stop sign....stop and go.
I get quite an education during my pit stops depending on which bathroom I visit. Go to the "boy " bathroom and you'll find a school yearbook on the floor or perhaps an Airline magazine showing the newest fleet of airplanes out of Dubai.
Our master bath....has a lot of wood magazines in it along with books like Northwest Exposures: A Geologic Story of the Northwest (Reading material which makes a quick exit....a blessing).
The other day a wood mag was left open to an article and I couldn't help but notice the above ad.
What is this guy doing?????
He's obviously carved an almost life sized naked woman ....but is there a reason he's holding her around the waist with one hand while his other arm is at a jaunty angle? Looks like they're headed off to a square dance....to do a little hidey ho-ing. Makes you wonder what he looked like while he was sanding and oiling her........
And what's an I'm into Easy t-shirt? Easy what..is the question? Is her name....Easy? Are relationships easier for him with an unreal decapitated woman?? ....I know there's a precedent for men and inanimate women...I mean that is the appeal of a blow-up doll.... right?
Also....would you want to be caught walking down the street wearing a t-shirt that says, "I'm into Easy???" As I woman, that's just asking for trouble......and as a man....well ...I'm sure women hanging around street corners might smile.....especially if you're pants are bulging....with a big wad of bills.
I don't even want to talk about the video implications. I'll leave that for your imagination.
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Monday, December 03, 2007
Doggy asked me what sort of "nibbles" were served at le Grand Party.... so here's the menu. The crowd was conservative....an important consideration.
Sun-dried tomato and pesto torta with baguettes and assorted crackers
Warm artichoke dip with garlic toast crostinis
Fresh fruit with Gran Marneir dip
Crusty french rolls with beef tenderloin and Dijon
Sliced Turkey on cranberry focaccia squares
Mini vegetable cheesecakes
Marinated tart green olive salad with red and yellow peppers and dilled garlic
Fresh chopped tomato and asparagus salad
assorted red wines....Meritage, Shiraz, Merlot
Godiva Chocolate cheesecake
Mini Biscotti with Tiramasu dip
Zinfandel Amador Ice Wine
Sunday, December 02, 2007
I'm so pleased.....no fires....no accidental split pea soup.....no lampshades hurt during the process.
Everyone seemed comfortable and happy.
The house glowed.....the food was interesting..... I made sure glasses were filled.....checked plates....and sent the bachelors home with a mini meal for the next day.
A few folks discovered the joys of the bubbly.....as they experimented with fresh raspberries and a dash of Chambord in their drinks.
There is something so intrinsically good about sharing your home....and celebrating....yes?