Superman (It’s Not Easy): Five For Fighting

Posted January 19, 2019 by katry
Categories: Video

Heroes: David Bowie

Posted January 19, 2019 by katry
Categories: Video

Celluloid Heroes: The Kinks

Posted January 19, 2019 by katry
Categories: Video

We Don’t Need Another Hero: Tina Turner

Posted January 19, 2019 by katry
Categories: Uncategorized

Posted January 19, 2019 by katry
Categories: photo

“He probably wears the mask to hide his bald head and unsightly features.”

Posted January 19, 2019 by katry
Categories: Musings

The morning is dark and damp and really cold. I should have layered just to get the papers. I’m about to brew more coffee. Today is a hot drink day.

When I was a kid, I was a cocoa fan. I drank it every morning. My mother would make both cocoa and tea and have them ready when we got downstairs. My brother drank the tea. She used to put the tea bags in a teapot, add the boiling water then put the pot in the middle of the table. She made cocoa cup by cup. She’d use a spoon to pry open the metal top of the cocoa then she’d put a couple of heaping teaspoons into the cup then add water or milk. She always bought Hershey’s cocoa. I remember the top had a slot so the empty tin became a bank. I had cocoa last week, two cups of peppermint cocoa mixed in milk. I was only going to have one cup, but it was so good I had to have a second cup.

Our toast was always made with white bread. That’s all my mother used to  buy. I don’t even think we knew there were other kinds of bread. Now I seldom buy white bread. I don’t have have a favorite but some breads are better suited for certain meals. Scali bread goes with Italian. French bread is perfect for bruschetta. Bagels, croissants and English muffins are for breakfast though they’ll also do for sandwiches. You can’t have hummus without pita bread. I also buy naan and lavash. In my kitchen right now you’ll find a single leftover English muffin, some rye bread, tortillas and naan. I like to use naan for pizzas.

I’m watching The Mark of Zorro with Tyrone Power. I’ve seen it many times  but not in a while. Zorro has just made his first appearance to wonderfully stirring music. It was Disney’s Zorro which introduced the character to me. I didn’t wondered why no one, especially his father, noticed Zorro sounded like Don Diego and even looked like him below the mask. It was the same with Superman and his curl and Clark and his glasses. I didn’t know the words for it back then, but now I know about suspension of disbelief.

OOPS!!

Posted January 18, 2019 by katry
Categories: Help

My computer keeps shutting down which is why there is no music. I’m thinking a bit of humming might be in order.

That missing b has created a huge problem. I have not been able to get into my pages. I am Guest User. That means my music, my pictures, my blog pictures and just about everything else is not accessible. That happened because of the missing b and having to use my password which had a b. I’m thinking I need to go to the Apple store which means a field trip to Hyannis.

Posted January 18, 2019 by katry
Categories: photo

I feel that if you can do this, you know, if I can actually do my own laundry, there isn’t anything I can’t do

Posted January 18, 2019 by katry
Categories: Musings

There was a dusting of snow on the ground when I woke up. It quickly melted. A real snow storm is predicted for Saturday going into Sunday. The cape will get ice and rain while Boston could get as many as 12 inches of snow. They are welcome to it. The local news at noon started with the storm then the Patriots then Pelosi’s terminated jaunt, an interesting order of importance.

Henry drank the last few gulps of my coffee yesterday morning. I had left the cup on the table in the den when I went to the kitchen. The cup was empty when I got back to the den. This morning Henry was on the couch side me. He watched my cup go from the table to my mouth every time I took a sip. He even stayed beside me until I finished. He didn’t get coffee. He did get a treat.

When I was a kid, the worst thing was snow like this morning’s. It raised hopes of no school and a day for sledding then the snow stopped. The only person happy was my mother.

When I was growing up, I never cooked with my mother nor did I do laundry. I had to do both when I got to college. The first time the washing machine buzzed and wouldn’t work I had no idea what was wrong. The clothes were soaked. I took them out of the machine and hand wrung them then put the clothes on the inside line. When it happened a second time, I asked for help. The solution was easy: redistribute the load. My friend thought my incompetence was funny. I had an apartment in my junior year of college. I could cook hot dogs and hamburgers, and I could open any can. Dinty Moore beef stew was a favorite. My roommate added dumplings. I was amazed she could just whip up dumplings. She could also make gravy. I was astounded. We ate well when it was her turn to cook dinner.

I really enjoy cooking. Laundry I still don’t like, and I put off doing it as long as possible. Translation: until I run out of underwear. Yesterday I did two loads of laundry.

Snakes And Ladders: Joni Mitchell and Don Henley

Posted January 17, 2019 by katry
Categories: Video