Sunday, October 23, 2016

Sizzling Peppers Sunday

Yes, the peppers I have under the broiler are sizzling ...

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Larry Kelley, proprietor of "Only in the Republic of Amherst" blog was nice enough to loan some  of his photographs so I can show you some of our fall splendor.

Larry is very proud of his photography, as he should be, but also is proud of the fact that he has become very skillful with a drone camera. So you will see views of Amherst and the area that you have never seen before!


Above: North End of Downtown Amherst, photo by L. Kelley
The cylindrical building on the upper right is the Amherst College observatory. The brick buildings are also part of "The College." The cranes in the rear are from new dorm construction for Amherst College.



Above: West Cemetery, photo by L. Kelley

West Cemetery is where Emily Dickinson was buried. She died in 1856.


Above: Amherst Town Hall on the R with Clock Tower, photo by Larry Kelley

I would tell you who designed the Town Hall but I sure couldn't get it with a simple Google search. (I did get Larry's blog!)

The steepled grey church on the right is Grace Episcopal Church. The orange trees are in the north section of the Town Common. 
Supposedly, residents of Boston can still graze their cows on the Boston Common. I haven't heard that about the Amherst Town Common, but it is where they hold the Farmers' Market in the summer and early fall.

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Finished up my cooking for lunches. I still have to work on breakfasts and snacks. Sigh.


I love the two-compartment containers that I got on a Groupon. Yes, I know there are more than 5 -- some are leftovers that will be for suppers. That way I can just heat up when I get home. (Or not. It depends on how tired I am. It takes a lot of energy to run a microwave!)

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In between laundry today, I finished up the yarn I had from work. No more knitting for me! We now have patches that cover about a desk-sized area. Someone has to attach them for our community blanket at work. I can't wait to see it!



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Last night, Emily and I went to the Calvin Theatre in Northampton to see/hear Mike Birbiglia (comedian). He was really funny and we laughed a lot. I had heard most of his act when Emily got tickets to see him in Boston. But that was fine -- the jokes were still funny. 

His warm up act was great too. He was a guy named Joe Fish and he said, "I'm 43 and still not married. I expected to be divorced by now." 

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I notice how none of you reacted when I posted the thing about Rh negative blood -- which insinuated that we come from alien stock. As in space aliens. I thought that was pretty funny, actually. It could explain a lot of things.

I often don't understand others. To me, they are the aliens!

I just picked up my cell phone and it said, "Finding location." Since the phone has been in this house for two days straight, it made me wonder. Was it noticing that it's in the kitchen and not the living room where I charged it last night? Or was it missing the bedroom because I had used it as an alarm this morning? And there's another message saying, "Voice mail: sorry we ran into a problem, please try later." There is no voice mail and I can't get rid of that foolish message. This is because I'm an alien, isn't it?

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I was gratified to see that CBS Sunday Morning ran an opinion piece saying people who swear are more intelligent than those who don't. The woman (I didn't get her name) had read reports on the subject so it wasn't solely her opinion. At one point we had a swear jar at work and put in a quarter every time one of us slipped.  After this piece on TV, I think they should pay me if I swear.

The jar has gone away -- we have learned to curb our tongues -- and save it up for when we are alone in the car. So if you see me driving by and the air is my car is blue, you'll know why.

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Speaking of car colors -- what is it with auto manufacturers? I was looking at a Honda Accord and it's called "obsidian blue." When you look at it in real life -- in full sunlight-- it looks black. I have a friend with an "eggplant" colored car. It looks black. I saw a blue that I liked on a Fit -- and that's the only model (a little coupe) that has that color. It looked like blue. You would recognize it as blue.

I looked at a Honda Accord that the saleswoman said was grey. Turns out, it was green. It looks like grey -- with green undertones. Way back in 2005 when I bought my current car, the color was listed as "desert mist." Yesterday a woman called it gold. A friend calls it beige.

Why can't they call the colors red, maroon, green, blue, etc. and you know right away what color it is? I don't want to buy a car that I have to continuously explain, 'It's really blue and it only looks like it's black.'

Yes, I'm searching for a new used car. I'll get either an Accord or a Camry with about 30,000 miles on it. Since my 2005 only has 78,000 miles, I think I'll be o.k. with some starter mileage. The prices are much better than new.

And, no thank you, I don't want any more advice. :)

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I assume you know I am very proud of both of my daughters. (I try to keep it in check!) Emily is an independent Jamberry representative and in the spirit of giving back to the community, she is filling bags with goodies for two organizations. One is the nurses at the Cooley Dickinson MGH Cancer Center in Northampton (a friend goes there for chemo), and the other organization is Dress for Success in Worcester. They provide suitable work clothes for women who are interviewing for jobs so they can be independent.

The gift bags will have useful and caring items (it's different for the two groups). But there will definitely be chocolate for the nurses!

If you would like to donate money to the cause, let me know and I'll put you in touch with Emily. 

It's time for supper. Ciao!


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