Tuesday, April 2, 2019

Spring Is Here

The birds are singing and the air is perfumed with fruit tree flowers.
















Obviously, you have figured out that none of the plants above are fruit trees. But I have to say, the fragrance is not only intoxicating, but also allergy-inducing. I am at my snarfly best lately. At one point, I looked in the mirror to see that I looked like I was crying -- wet eyes are right up their with my list of favorite things. Not. 

(No, I don't usually take allergy pills unless I'm going to fly.)

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Do they have jalapeno M & M's in Massachusetts?

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From the California Today Newsletter, written by Jill Cowan:


March Fong Eu was a barrier-busting California public servant who just broke one more.
California State Archives
She once took a sledgehammer to a toilet wrapped in chains on the steps of the Capitol to protest the fact that women had pay-to-use toilets in public buildings when men’s urinals were free.
And that’s not even the coolest thing about March Fong Eu.
She was a trailblazing lawmaker whose election in 1966 made her one of the first two women of color to serve in the State Legislature. When she was later elected California secretary of state, she was the first woman in that role — not to mention the first person of Chinese ancestry elected to statewide office.
Over the course of her long career in public service, she bulked up the state’s archives, expanded voter registration and championed women in politics so that men wouldn’t be the only ones making decisions about things like reproductive health and equal pay.
“Men will listen only if we speak clearly,” she said in a 1973 talk, according to a digital exhibit compiled by the secretary of state’s office.
This week, a little more than a year after her death at age 95, she became the first Asian-American woman (and almost the first woman) to have a state building named after her — the March Fong Eu Secretary of State building, at 11th and O Streets, in Sacramento.
“For years, March Fong Eu sought to unify the operations of the secretary of state’s office under one roof,” Secretary of State Alex Padilla said in a news release. “It is only fitting that the office complex March Fong Eu fought so hard to build bears her name.”

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Yes, I remember having to pay to use public toilets. I don't know about the men's rooms of that era. But it gave us a sense that they would be clean. I don't know if that was silly or not. There was usually one free stall. At any rate, we were taught to never sit on a public toilet seat. (I later found out in the South, they had paper covers for the seats.)

Yes, my daughters informed me that you cannot get VD from a toilet seat. I already knew that. What they have not taken into account is open sores ... enough of that, you get the idea.  This whole thing came up one day when I discovered that my daughters regularly use their foot to flush in a public rest room.

I'm just wondering if when they are 64, and tippy, if they will still use that method.

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And I have finally finished Grey Day. There is some more quilting, but it's too early to go outside and take another picture. So you will have to imagine it!




Cheers! Tina

Monday, March 25, 2019

The Hills Are Alivefew

... with desert flowers.





















I think this might be my favorite shot.



Aren't these white blooms cute?

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Recently, Mom and I finished watching the 80 zillion episodes of West Wing (2001) on Netflix.  We enjoyed it immensely and didn't miss shootings, explosions, graphic sex, or bad language one bit.

But what we did enjoy was the almost Girl Scout wide-eyed commitment to the ideals of truth, justice, and the American way. (Seems to me I have heard that somewhere else ... ) The writing is excellent, including page after page of witty dialogue. Consequently, the actors are great at delivering compound sentences with many polysyllabic words. 

And how can you go wrong with Martin Sheen portraying President Bartlett? He is written as a Kennedy type but much more intellectual. No, no touch football here -- he would be reading up on his Bible, mentally formulating ripostes utilizing chapter and Bible verse. 

Obviously, I really liked the series. After watching it nightly for a few weeks, when we came to the end, I was bereft. But no more! I have discovered Boston Legal on Amazon Prime. Wahoo!

The series began in 2008 -- when James Shrader still had hair and William Shatner was considerably slimmer -- when George W. Bush was President. In the second (or maybe third) episode, they made reference to trying to take environmental protections off a river with wild salmon. "The Administration" wanted to count farmed salmon the same as wild salmon to increase the numbers, thereby justifying removing the wild salmon endangered species status. I thought that was a pretty direct slam at George W., but I have no idea if that was a true issue. It does sound eerily current.

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We just got a video phone call from Emily while she brushed J's hair. He has not had a hair cut in over 6 months; needless to say, he has a BIG afro. Emily was using de-tangler (who knows if there's a hyphen there, it just seemed right) and he was very patient. Besides his evening half bottle of milk, we were his distractions. I love seeing his nightly routine. The next step is he gets to pick a book or two. Emily says she sings to him, but we have not been privy to that. Then it's off to bed for the little tyke. He's a happy kid even when he's tired and he brings us lots of smiles.

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It's up to 85 degrees (4:35 p.m.) and, naturally, we cannot use the pool. Bah, humbug! Today through Thursday, they are painting the deck surrounding the pool. Sheesh, why couldn't they do that when it was 60 degrees? We had some unusually cool weather for a couple of days when it was only about 40 F. in the a.m. You should have seen the landscapers! I looked out and thought it was some kind of burglar. Big hoodie, face mask (against the 'cold'), gloves, another jacket ... 

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Happy hour at Bernie's yesterday was great. Boy, do they make a good hamburger! Most everyone else ordered the prime rib sliders, which looked good. They brought 4 different sauces, including au juice to dip, for those people. They bring complimentary homemade potato chips with very spicy dipping sauce for the table. I didn't mind the heat, but they went very heavy on the taco seasoning which I thought was overdone. I ordered club soda with a lime wedge because I would rather eat my calories than drink them. Can you believe they charged $4.50 for that? If it's not happy hour, I assume it would be $12.

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21 days until I return to Massachusetts. I am told there are no daffodils yet. My friend in Connecticut posted a picture of crocus in bloom, so spring is coming, Friends! Cheers!

Friday, March 15, 2019

Traipsing through the Desert in Search of Desert X

Yesterday LeeAnne drove me and Mom to two more Desert X installations. The first:





This installation is made of bricks, each about 10 inches by 6 inches. Seen from above, this would be like a giant butterfly maze. There was a path lined in rocks leading to a fenced in backyard where the wooden door was propped open by a big rock. 


We did not take the path, but LeeAnne looked it up and it was just a closed backyard -- another path to nowhere.

Along the way to the installation I admired the desert verbena.









After wandering around a nice neighborhood near the first installation, we finally reached the second one. This one didn't have a real address, but they gave us the intersection of two streets.

It was a bit of a hike to the Ghost Palm.




This is a really really long shot.



The Ghost Palm by K. Ryan is really impressive. The really good photos are by LeeAnne. I decided to take a different path (literally) so I did not get as close as she.


Photo courtesy of LeeAnne Wilson



LeeAnne Wilson photo.


Yeah, yeah, that's me. We both had to hike a bit in the desert sun. There were lots of painted butterflies and dragon flies buzzing about. I was really happy to not see any snakes.


As I said, my photos are not as good. I think of them as impressionistic.













Desert Cactus

Tuesday, March 12, 2019

Galley Tour and the Drive Home

After a long day on the water -- glass bottom boat adventure -- we decided to treat ourselves to dessert at dinner.


Above is the sugar free dessert that I had. It was the only sugar free dessert on the menu besides the brie and other cheese plate.



Mom said the tiramisu was good.


At night, they had Movies Under the Stars up on the top deck. The first night was great and they even bring you a red plaid blanket while you lounge on chaise lounges. Waiters came around offering you pizza slices. But the second night in port, the temperature dropped and the wind came up. I needed two blankets! I took a picture of the pool because there were white caps due to the wind! I don't know if you can see them or not. Some young people came to use the hot tub -- the girls had bikinis. I was shivering on their behalf when they got out of the hot tub.


The next day there was a cooking demo with the head chef and head maitre d. The demo was nothing much -- pasta and a caesar salad. The galley tour was really short, but they had put fruit carvings on display so I snapped them for you to see.








This man is working with bread. All of the bread is baked on board ship.











Cakes stacked, waiting to be frosted.




The chocolate in the lucite case was labeled "For demonstration only." I have no idea what the thing in the foreground is, but it looks like a meringue.


"Wine in Jail"  I'm pretty sure this is cooking wine because there wasn't enough of it to be served.


At the end of the tour. They were selling $16 bottles of EVOO. The normal price is $25 in the US, they said.

After 2 days at sea, 2 days in Cabo, and 2 days at sea to get to the dock, it was time to drive home. Since it was Sunday, the traffic was fairly light.





















The pass with the windmills means that Palm Springs is very close.









We ended up at the Manhattan of the Desert Deli because there was no food at the house. And I knew my deconstructed reuben would be good enough for lunch and dinner. Mom's corned beef sandwich is on the right.

I hope you had as much fun looking at these pictures as I had taking them. Cheers!