Friday, December 31, 2010
Monday, December 27, 2010
I finally put the deer up yesterday--I wanted to get them out there before the snow came. When the snow did come, it wasn't as much here as we had hoped, but it was still very beautiful. The girls and I strolled the neighborhood last night in the fierce wind, then came into the warm house for cocoa and cookies.
Joys of the Season.
Monday, December 20, 2010
Monday, December 13, 2010
For those who missed it, here are some excerpts from the brilliant speech Senator Bernie Sanders from Vermont gave on the Senate floor last Friday. I have never heard so much truth spoken in the Senate before. Teabaggers talk about taking back their country and I don't know what country they mean. The country I want to live in is the one where speaking the truth isn't seen as an act of bravery, but as an everyday occurrence, where our representatives in Congress and throughout federal and state government act in the citizens,' not the corporations' best interests.
Friday, December 10, 2010
I'm feeling so discouraged, I sit here fantasizing about how to organize some action. I had visions of bank sit-ins. Then I thought of our country's for-profit health care system. For me, this is the most painful outrage of all, even worse than the obscene cash heist of the incredibly widening class divide. I can live a happy life without a lot of money, but I, and my family, can't live a happy life without adequate health care. It disgusts me that the rich fat cats in Washington, and their minions around the nation, can legislate death and misery for us, while basking in tax-payer-provided excellent health care for themselves. So I pictured hundreds of people showing up at the doctors' offices and hospitals that serve the wealthy, and sitting-in with our sole demand being equal treatment for our illnesses. Then this scene popped into my mind of the lepers hounding poor put-upon Jesus. "Don't crowd me!" he cries, and I hear Obama's whine.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Thursday, October 7, 2010
A righteous rant from my beautiful friend, racymind:
Being a physician is only so much about leveraging knowledge for income. It is more about leveraging power for income... just restrict the number of docs generated, poorly police the quality of your peers, buy off state leges with AMA type donations, indoctrinate medical students about their entitled status, don't worry about primary providers just pick the specialty that gives you the most income, manipulate the best paying patients to the institutions that are physician controlled and let the non-profits handle the working folks and uninsured, and then somehow someway we will all kiss the doctor's asses and feel privileged that we are allowed to pick them off of the lousy list of providers that our increasingly crappy soul-and-salary-sucking health plans cobble together.
What was I talking about before I got off track?
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Saturday, September 25, 2010
However, when I saw someone post a 15 Artists list, I thought it might be fun to try my own. Other folks stuck to painters only. I included photographers and one cartoonist. I came up with this list off the top of my fifteen minute brain, then searched the happy internet for images. I am a wee bit discouraged that my brain could only come up with two women. Anyway, here are some pretty pictures for you to enjoy.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Overheard this morning at the Blue Tavern...
I have always wondered - when reading the demented dreams of the apocalyptic set - if they have ever considered that if everything we believe in and love is gone gone gone: then there really isn't much to live for?
People who indulge in these kinds of fantasies for real are people without much to live for in the first place. It's classic wish-fulfillment: In this world I'm a loser, but when everything falls apart, I'LL BE KING!
No. You will be the third extra from the left in Reign of Fire who gets eaten by a dragon while waiting for Christian Bale to come save you.
Image found here.
Monday, September 6, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
It's not all bad. I mean, the two-party system just isn't working, so if disenchanted young folks rally to help create a better system, then we all win. If instead, they really drop out, we lose.
Was it all smoke & mirrors? Was Obama "hired" by the powers that be to do exactly the job he is doing?
I know that being a parent doesn't grant one moral authority (or even clarity), but I still can't understand how Obama is explaining his actions to his young daughters.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Earlier in the summer I had some tomatoes with blossom end rot (thanks, Ali, for knowing what it was!). That seems to have remedied itself. Now, I've had a few tomatoes that look like this. Last year I was spared any blight heartache, but I do remember that if you do have blight, you're supposed to destroy! destroy! destroy!
Last year, my first as a mega-gardener, the thing that the girls ate the most was salad. So this year, I planted even more rows than I had last year. Guess what the girls were much less interested in this year? Even as much as I love salad, I couldn't eat it fast enough. When I went out yesterday to clean up some of the boltage, I found this root at the bottom of a big bunch of leaves. It smells kinda radishy. Is it food?
Thanks for your help!
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Then the almost-10 year old suggested Puffball Scones.
Folks who follow this blog know I make a lot of biscuits and scones. A lot. So they're pretty easy for me to make. Still, cutting all that butter and flour together is time consuming. And some mornings, especially when I've already poured the hot water in the pot to steep the garden peppermint, I want something quick. So I used the basic biscuit recipe I learned from Betty Crocker* and I substituted olive oil for the butter. I added a generous amount of cinnamon and some tumeric. And of course, blueberries. Then, instead of rolling the dough out onto a floured board and cutting shapes, I just dumped the dough onto the floured board, kneaded it very gently to fold in the blueberries, then formed loose shapes by hand.
*Huh. I went looking online for the recipe to link to and the one I found was slightly different from the one in my cookbook. The basic recipe: Oven 450. 1 3/4 cup flour. 2 1/2 teaspoons baking powder. 1/2 teaspoon salt. I mix it together with a fork. Cut in 1/3 cup shortening (I usually use unsalted butter). I use my fingers. Stir in 3/4 cup milk. Turn onto floured board. Knead 8 times. Roll. Cut into shapes (I use a small glass for circles or a heart-shaped cookie cutter). Bake approximately 18 minutes, until just beginning to brown.