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Christmas clean up.

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My kids, with their kids, left Alameda for Napa over the Christmas vaca. It was a wonderful time for them, and me, and they got to see their friends (and their kids) who live close to, or in, Alameda.

I'm simply amazed at how busy all of them are from the nearly 1 yr old to the 3.5 year old and their parents!!

Then I realized that when Carl and I had our kids, we were part of an age group that was much younger, than our own kids are now! Like 10-15 years younger! YIKES! No wonder I felt worn out!

I didn't think to ask them if they would be coming back to Alameda, after I met them for Christmas Day with all of their extended family in the North Bay. We know what  assume means -ass out of u and me!. So I assumed incorrectly!

I had enough wash to do at home so I took the big stuff over to the laundromat - like the heavy futon cover and the sleeping bag that the kids put on the floor for their kids. Better not to over-pack my washer, and shove those items into the BIG washers at t…

I'm no Giada or Ina

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I proved it recently...Giada and Ina are Food Network stars. I am NOT!

The Sunday before Thanksgiving, I came home from church, flipped on the TV to keep me amused while I did things around the house. Well, the pros chefs roped me in just like a cowboy (gal) pulls in a bull, ties it up, and walks away.
I had invited a few gal pals over for Thanksgiving, saying they could bring something but I'd get the turkey sandwiches and the fixings. This tradition came from two sisters (one of which really liked to entertain but shared the food fixings amongst us), and the other liked having us all over and usually found a way to order out...so we could enjoy other festivities.  
I thought...I can do that...and that...and that. It will be easy! Well, that's what I thought. What I did was roast a turkey (I have done it for years), and made a cake, and made a cranberry cheese log. My friends still brought stuff. 
I was up past midnight for 2 nights, and got up at the crack of dawn before ou…

What worked last year, what didn't?

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From my iphone in Alameda...San Francisco during the holidays.
I ask myself these questions each year. It makes me think about the previous year, whether I want to or not! Maybe you'll come up with your own answers...maybe you'll share them with me!
Looking back to 2017
What's your biggest personal accomplishment? Discovering that I've got too many places to hide my stuff. Have space...will fill. I'm over it! Under beds, in closets that don't get used these days, in drawers that don't get used these days. TMS. Too much stuff. 
What brought this on? I needed to get ready for Christmas. I pulled out the stuff. Then I went to put it away...and realized I needed to give a huge amount away or donate it or throw most of it out, because nobody wants it...including me. argh! 
Who collects silver baubles? Spoons? Small bells that fit on shelves? All of it needs polishing. Somebody else can have the 'stuff.'…

A really tall tree....

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Sometimes I know exactly what I want to write. Other times, I haven't a clue. I write because it gives me a sense of discipline. It gives me something other than the daily 'stuff'' that flows in, around, and by me.

This past week I wrote to a friend, quite spontaneously, the following:

You have been a really tall tree, in a really dense forest, looking over all the details.
The friend responded immediately, that the family member...
"...has taken a keen interest in trees and has been drawing oak leaves.  So your tree analogy is perfect."

Heart Warmers and belly laughter

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I crack myself up. Nobody knows it. And nobody cares.

When I hear something on the radio or on TV and I start laughing or talking back to that absurd/funny person, it's a good thing that normal beings cannot hear me. They'd think I'd gone mad.

I've mentioned before that my mom gave me this spiral-bound booklet of various words of wisdom, maybe 40+ years ago. I keep it on my bathroom counter. And I turn the page every other day.

Here are some recent crack-up and thoughtful items:

July 7
Always do right. This will gratify some people and astonish the rest.
Mark Twain

Oct 6 (my wedding anniversary)
You won't even get started if you wait for all the conditions to be 'just right.' So true...and I experience it every day.

Oct 31
If at first you don't succeed  ~ try to hide your astonishment. Yeah, like every day.

Nov 2
Most worries are reruns! Yes, they are, and when will I take it to my heart? Fahget about the worri…

Way, way, way, back in the day, day, day....

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I was fortunate to be invited to breakfast, with two dear, local friends, and one dear friend from across the country. Our hostess was treating us to Brown Sugar Kitchen, in West Oakland. The two locals had been there before and loved it..enough to go again (more than twice, I think)!

This was last Friday...and the wait was over 30 minutes, maybe 40. But it was worth it!

While we were getting out of the car, we saw the two of the signs, above. I love this...because it puts the blame on the folks who leave their stuff in the car, in plain sight!

Way, way, way, back in the day, day, day....I used to work in West Oakland. It was at a place called Tolliver Center, part of the CYA (CA Youth Authority), as a part-time Clerk Typist II. Coming from Newport Beach, and being recently married...this was my eye-opener to the reality of livin' life.

The CYA employees were stealing vouchers from the kids. And because I kept my head down, who knows what else they were ripping off. I hope each o…

Home sweet home, for doggies.

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I was at a friend's house the other day. When his front door was open, his dog escaped. He calls him 'the escape artist.'

His pet, though small, is mighty. We tried to coax him back inside but he would have nothing to do with us. He was free! I asked if Seamus knew how to get home. He was on the loose! He said Seamus knows the way. Okay.

We were talking for over an hour, and still no Seamus. I was determined not to be worried and was confident that he would return.

Then the phone rang. No, it was not Seamus on the other end of the line. I wish! A woman had found him running along a busy street. She pulled over and had the magic touch. She happened to have dog treats and she happened to be a Professional Dog Walker!

She called the local animal hospital and because the dog had a microchip implanted under his skin, the scanner told them where Seamus lived. But the phone n…