Friday, July 31, 2009
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
We all need a dog in our life. Dogs are all about unconditional love and acceptance. When you come home and the world has treated you like dirt, a dog is there to let you know, "I'm glad you're home!"
Kids grow up and move away and don't need you anymore. But a dog needs you always.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
The class was very receptive to the presentation, not only being complimentary of my presentation skills but also asking questions and making comments on the topic. They liked it!
Some of the comments I got on my evaluations from the class members:
- Very calm and deliberate, like you were sharing a secret
- Able to answer questions appropriately. I learned a lot in your 5 minutes of fame!
- Very good presentation, made you want to learn more
- Interesting material
At the end of the class as I was walking out the door, one man came up to me and said, "You know, your presentation could have been much improved if you had cooked a meal and served us!!!"
Definitely made carrying a heavy cast iron dutch oven and tools around this large medical center campus very worthwhile! Even my smallest dutch oven isn't lightweight.
Monday, July 27, 2009
Well, anyway, it has already provided a few laughs. I merely stated on my page that I still preferred my blog, began typing in the link to here and SHAZAAM, the link to my blog and my blog profile shows up out of no where.
Then it started "suggesting" friends - many I have known for years and others I never heard of.
How simple life was when we only had three TV channels to choose from, the word, "computer" didn't exist. . . well, I would tell you I can remember living in a home without TV, but then you would really think I am ancient. Notice I didn't tell you in yesterday's entry how old my boys are! But wait! I'm not old enough to sign up for Medicare. . . doesn't that count for something???
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
There is a picture of Caryl sitting by the fire, Ginger in her kayak and a view of our campsite. A HUGE tree had fallen several years back and the New York State DEC, which manages this area, cut it into sitting benches and makeshift tables.
I truly feel sorry for those people who cannot appreciate what a canoe camping trip can do for your soul. When you are surrounded by people you enjoy being with, in a beautiful wilderness setting, with loons to serenade you (What? You don't know what a loon is??? Friend, you need counseling to get your priorities straightened out.), and with time on your hands to really concentrate on having a good time - there is nothing finer in life, trust me on that one.
The day we paddled in to our campsite was an extremely windy day with waves over two feet high. My trusty Wenonah kevlar canoe just sliced right through the waves like they weren't even there. Rarely do I trust anyone in the stern of my canoe, especially with those treacherous conditions. I asked Caryl, as we started out, "Which do you prefer, the front or the back?" She said she preferred the back. I then asked her what her skill level was. Although she is one of the regulars on this trip, she has never been in my canoe. I said, "You know better than to let the canoe get broadside to these waves, right?" I believed her. She handled the back with perfection. Coming out on Sunday, the waves were to our back. But that didn't mean we had an easy time of it. Can you say, "cross winds?" Even though I trust my canoe and know how it handles in turbulence, I learned that I could also trust Caryl. . . and I will tell you all a little secret! I'm glad Caryl was back there instead of me!
Sunday, July 19, 2009
We started a new tradition without realizing it! We usually stop at the pancake house in Old Forge for lunch. Two years ago we found a new place on the way home for dinner. It is the Buffalo Head Inn in Forestport, NY, just south of Old Forge. Ginger called this the "bookends". . . stopping at the pancake house for lunch on the way up and the Buffalo Head Inn on the way home on Sunday! Did I tell you Ginger is a creative person???
It was a lazy weekend. We found our favorite campsite vacant on Thursday. The sites here are at least a quarter mile apart and we saw few people over the weekend. It was like having this big beautiful lake all to ourselves.
I think I was a little child the last time I took the time to gaze at the clouds and pick out pictures or figures in their formations. I spent most of the four days just sitting and watching the view or preparing our meals in my cast iron camp dutch ovens that I love doing. For dinner on Thursday evening we had pot roast cooked with potatoes and carrots and an appetizer of bacon wrapped water chestnuts in a sauce of ketchup, brown sugar and Worcestershire. Friday morning I made Mountain Man Breakfast which included bacon, green bell peppers, mushrooms, onions, eggs, and I can't remember what else. Friday dinner was sweet and sour ham, again in one of my dutch ovens. . . Are you getting the sense that we don't eat the usual freeze dried stuff on these trips??? Ginger put together an excellent dish on Saturday with pasta, stewed tomatoes, and ham, among other things. This morning, Rick took our left over eggs, ham, green bell pepper, and cheese and put together a scrumptious dish.
Each evening we had a roaring campfire and enjoyed the wilderness experience along with good conversation.
We all live fast-paced, stressful lives. These four days were the best cure for just getting away and putting the rat race behind.
Over the next day or two, I will be posting pictures of the weekend.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
One of the teaching methods the instructor uses is to force you out of your comfort zone. Now folks, give me time to think about what I want to say and prepare my presentation and I can do just fine. But hand me a slip of paper with a topic and give me less than 60 seconds to come up with a reasonable presentation? Uh - ugh. . . no way!
I am comfortable speaking in front of a group WHEN I AM PREPARED!!!
Yesterday my topic was, "My last meal on earth will be. . . . . " Hhmm. . . Well, dammit, in the first place, I'm gonna be around for a lot more years, so why should I be thinking about this now??? Okay, that mindset isn't going to get my anywhere. . . the clock is ticking. I was #6 so that gives me some time. Oops, there was no #2 or #4. . . how'd that happen?
I madly scribbled down strip steak, baked potato with lots of butter, sliced tomatoes with lots of salt, Italian Wedding Soup, a glass of cabernet, and a hot fudge sundae.
Okay, we are all in the same boat here. Why should I care about being perfect? I began by giving my list of items on the menu and went from there to say if it were my last meal on earth, then I didn't need to be concerned about ugly things such as cholesterol, low-fat, heart disease and what this meal would do to my health. I think I used facial expressions and words to describe my total delight for all the items on the menu.
Finally, my 60 seconds were up. I was pleasantly surprised at the written reviews I got from the rest of the class. While one person said I appeared nervous and another said I "swayed" too much as I was talking, most of the reviews were very positive. One person said I made her hungry!
Wow! I'm a grandmother, so that tells you I've been around a few years. I never knew I could do something like this before.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Friday, July 10, 2009
Margaret Woodbury Strong was an only child of very wealthy parents who lived in Rochester. She grew up with an extensive collection of dolls and toys from around the world. She died in the late 60's and left money for the museum to be formed. My mother-in-law and I were the third and fourth people through the door when the museum opened back in the 70's. It has grown tremendously since then and I have enjoyed every visit.
Here is Jake climbing on the rock wall.
There is a new exhibit at the museum which has video games from the 80's and 90's. Remember Pac Man, Donkey Kong, Star Wars, and geez, I can't even remember them all? John could have spent the entire time here. I found it amusing that there were just as many 30-somethings and 40-somethings enjoying this room as the younger kids!
We came home and had dinner at my house. I made fruit salad, three bean salad, deviled eggs, hamburgers on the grill and lemon meringue pie. After dinner, John decided some of my trees and shrubs needed trimming. Kevin, Jake, and Andrew helped haul the debris to the street for the town to pick up on Monday. I was amazed how fast the pile at the end of the driveway grew. For me to do all that by myself would have taken half a day or more! THANKS GUYS!!!
Thursday, July 9, 2009
"In order to really enjoy a dog, one doesn't merely try to train him to be semi-human. The point of it is to open oneself to the possibility of becoming partly dog." This quote is attributed to Edward Hoagland, whoever he is or was.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Then the phone rang. It was my long time friend, Nancy, wanting to go kayaking. Damn. . . when I'm enjoying my coffee in the morning, in the peace and quiet of my home, I suppose I am in such a mood that I could be talked into anything. Forget the lawn mowing, the laundry. . . etc., etc.
So off we went for a paddle down the Genesee River to the Erie Canal and then into Red Creek. Nancy had never been to Red Creek and she had heard me talk about what a nice paddle it was. Only trouble, we paddled WITH the flow of the current in the beginning and AGAINST the current on the way back. Whew! My shoulders were so tired at the end of what we estimate to be 8 or 9 miles round trip, I actually needed help getting out of my kayak at the end of the paddle. . . . I had lost all strength in my shoulders.
I take her to her house to drop off her kayak and her gear. Robert had dinner on the grill and invited me for dinner. . . dinner with wine, in my exhausted condition???? That was too good to pass up! So I enjoyed a nice cookout in their backyard, good conversation, good wine. . . what could be better than that?
Thanks, Nancy and Robert, for a wonderful day. Now I gotta figure out how to get the chores done today that went undone!
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Wanted to show you how my flowers are coming along. Above, you see the blooms on my Black Eyed Susans. Below are my daisies opening up.
And here are my coneflowers.