Friday, October 31, 2008

Happy Halloween



Halloween was a crazy bid deal at work. I've never worked in a place that made it such a big deal. I'm in a big room with a total of 8 units, each unit has 2 rows of desks. Most of the units went all out in decorations and costumes, each creating their own little haunted house or themed story... except mine. I was in the unit that won the party pooper prize. I wore an orange shirt w/ a black cat on it and was the most dressed up..... Anyhow, one unit did a Zoo Theme, another did a Swamp Theme, another was a Mad-Scientist's Laboratory. A lot of units completely partitioned off their area and created an enclosed world inside. The room I'm in is only one room of one building at the social services "campus," as its nicknamed. Other areas were also decorated. One was the Wizard of Oz, another did a Pirate Theme, another was Robin Hood in the Sherwood Forest, and one of my favorites was The Wild West-- complete w/covered wagon, jail, stable, sheriff's office, and saloon. And there was food, lots and lots of food. By the time I got home I was way over-stimulated and was glad I had planned a quiet night in.

In between oooing and ahhhing at kids in costumes, I made gluten free brownies, popcorn, and my dinner; all while listening to Micheal Jackson's, "Thriller" on LP. I only had 6 groups of trick-or-treaters, but it was still fun. The strange part was that very few of them actually said "Trick or Treat." Most said "Happy Halloween" and one said, "Hello, May I please have some candy?" The last one came from a little boy, just out of toddler-hood, who promptly took a huge handful of my Jolly-Rancher Lollipops, much to his mother's chagrin... I thought it was cute.



After the near sugar- induced coma I had thrust upon myself at work, I was keen on savory for dinner.


For Halloween dinner I skillet-cooked some guere cheese and turkey sausage with apples. As it cooked I sprinkled on nutmeg, and cinnamon, but no sugar. I completed the dish with a hearty helping of sauerkraut.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Happy Songs and Doodles









Apple Remote Meme











Adding to T-Rex's way-cool apple remote story...
...something that's bound to become a meme.

For more info, go here.















I do tend to be entertained by
the little things in life.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Have Avacado, Will Travel

Just before heading home on a recent trip to Santa Barbara, I thought of all those avacado deprived people back in Humboldt County and knew the perfect (and free) souvineers to bring everybody.... avacados.

This tree was my bedroom view for numerous years growing-up. It was always plentiful and has continued to increase its generosity with time. The curtain rod and its holders were handmade by my father. Back in high school I complained that there were no curtain rods made long enough for my window. The curtains I wanted to make required there to be a solid bar w/out a supporting bracket in the middle, so dad went into the garage and made this curtain rod to my specifications.....
....I never did get around to making the curtains.

Here again, is the avacado tree through the bedroom window. Its surprising now, but there were times in my life when I was sick of eating avacados. When I moved out of the house and had to pay for avacados, I was also surprised by how expensive they were. In my mind, avacados were always free and bountiful things, like rocks or pill-bugs.

Dad and I picked avacados for just 20 minutes or so and were able to gather this huge container full. He esitmated we only picked about 10% of the available fruit. Yumm, plenty more for future trips.

Sunday, October 05, 2008

Dad & 3 "Cubs"



Mom's internment helped me realize that she's really gone. Before the service I found myself sitting in my childhood home expecting her to walk into the room and tell me to keep my hair off the couch, or call me from her bedroom asking me to bring her a cup of coffee. Seeing her ashes lowered into the grave was a very concrete image.

On the net I chanced upon a poster of a bear and three cubs. I knew I had wanted to give dad-- lover of bears-- a little something. This was the perfect way to remind him that he's not alone, he still has his three daughters who love him very much. Here's wishing us all well!