“Dust is a protective coating for fine furniture.”
My dance card is empty this weekend. I’m thinking Miss Gracie and I might just go for a ride down cape. That means traveling on the inside lane so I don’t miss anything. It would be nicer if the sun stopped playing peek-a-boo, but it will be warm, close to 50˚, so I’ll take that as compensation. Last night it rained again.
I never cooked when I was a kid. I never baked a thing. My junior year of college I had an apartment, and my roommate knew how to cook, good thing too as we had decent dinners most nights. If she wasn’t there, Dinty Moore beef stew was my back-up dinner. I ate a lot of beef stew. It was a similar lifestyle my senior year but with different roommates. None of them could cook either. We were more like seagulls eating whatever we could find in the fridge and the cabinets. Dinty Moore was a feast.
I became a really good cook, not bragging, just reporting. When I have friends over, I am willing to be daring so I try new recipes. My favorites are foods from other countries. I figure I am expanding my own and my friends’ palates. It has been a while since my last dinner party, and I’m thinking of having another, an eclectic buffet of foods from a variety of countries. The planning is fun, and I always have a flow chart.
I have to sew on a button today. That is my one sewing talent. I sew other things by hand, like seams or small holes, but they never look good, and I usually jab myself a couple of times. The seams tend to buckle, for want of a better word, and where the holes were are still apparent even after the stitching. My friend sewed curtains for my bathroom using my African cloth. The curtains are beautiful. I am in awe of her talent.
I am a great duster, and I wield a mighty mop.
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April 5, 2014 at 12:22 pm
I acted domestic this morning, changing a (leaking) shower head without breaking anything. New career when I retire I think.
Watched Judy Dench in Philomena last night and wondered out loud to Mrs MDH if Ms Dench is the greatest living actress ? Mrs MDH threw in Meryl Streep…..answers on a postcard please to…
At the end of the movie they captioned that the real Philomena Lee had been a nurse of 30 years and lives in the South East of London…has to be the big five psychiatric hospitals of Epsom where so many of the Irish community worked….it was…think Pet Clark, think the birth town of yours truly.
Final work on seeing Mick is rolling, Maggie and I cruised for all the plumbing action at Home Depot…nap, I badly need a nap.
April 5, 2014 at 12:34 pm
My Dear Hedley,
I would call that handy man work. Had you washed the shower I would add domestic.
I weight in with Mrs. MDH. I thought Judy Dench was superb in Philomena, but I think Meryl can play a variety of roles as if they were written for her. She can be so many different people.
The real Philomena was at the Academy Awards. They showed her on camera, but I thought a better idea would have been for her to give the intro for the movie.
Thanks for the helpful hints!
Saturday naps were my favorite when I was working.
April 5, 2014 at 1:02 pm
Judi Dench is certainly a force to be reckoned with. If you haven’t seen it, may I recommend “Notes On A Scandal.” Not sure if her character is wicked or evil or both, but she certainly doesn’t like for her advances to be rejected. A most provocative and thought provoking movie on many levels. http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0465551/?ref_=nv_sr_1
April 5, 2014 at 1:13 pm
im6,
I haven’t seen that movie-thanks for the recommendation. I agree about her!
April 5, 2014 at 2:17 pm
Im6, I actually trundled out to the movies to see Notes. It was a bit too dark for me.
April 5, 2014 at 2:32 pm
Can’t imagine why you’d say Notes was a bit too dark for you. It’s such an uplifting little story and so comedic. The feel good movie of that year …. if you happen to be a serial killer or something like that. But no question that Dame Judi was great in it. I just wouldn’t want to get on her bad side or have her move in next door.
April 5, 2014 at 3:01 pm
So im6 are you on the Dench or the Streep train, or do you have another nominee ?
April 5, 2014 at 4:05 pm
Definitely a Streep fan. I’m in awe of the way she can so completely morph into so many different characters. It’s not just makeup, but she’ll learn languages (Polish for Sophie) and completely inhabit a role. She can even sing (Postcards From The Edge)! I’m further enamored with the way she doesn’t seem to take herself all that seriously (doesn’t mean she’s not serious). Such self-deprecating humor in interviews and on talk shows. I’m sure Dame Judi has her attributes, but Meryl is a FORCE.
April 5, 2014 at 4:49 pm
im6,
Applause! Applause!
I totally agree.
April 5, 2014 at 12:47 pm
My mother’s cooking soul jumped into my father after her death. My mother passed away in 1960 and my father became a cook so that he didn’t have to eat out every meal. He could cook almost anything by the time I moved back to Dallas and became a good baker until his taste buds began to fail in his later years. I have very limited cooking skills most of which involve using a microwave. When I was single I usually ate dinner at my father’s house and the rest of my meals were take out.
Today is cloudy and cool while we wait for the rain that is forecast for tomorrow. We need a nice steady rain fall.
April 5, 2014 at 1:02 pm
Bob,
I’ll gladly send you some of the rain we’ve had over the last five days.
Necessity does force us to do so many things generally alien to our lives. My dad made Sunday breakfast if I was there for the weekend. It was one of my favorite rituals.
The sun is back out now, but I don’t think it will last.
April 5, 2014 at 1:37 pm
I started early with cooking, we all ate at different hours. My mother has never been much of a cook so if I wanted something special and still make it edible I had to do it myself 🙂 My mother is the only one I know of that failed making tomatoe sauce, she has that special talent of destroying the most simplests of foods 🙂 🙂 🙂
My sewing skills are much the same as Yours but I do it when I must. The only household thing I actually like doing and is really good at is ironing clothes. Too bad I rarely have to iron anything now days 🙂
Warm again today but the sun hid behind the clouds most parts of the day. But we did spend most ofit outside anyway. Now a nice drizzle falls even though the predictions said no rain before Monday evening, why am I not surprised 🙂
Have a great day!
Christer.
April 5, 2014 at 3:09 pm
Christer,
That is so sad about your mother, but I get it. My grandmother wasn’t a very good cook wither. My father was picky in some ways because of her way of cooking. She’d dump stewed tomatoes on spaghetti and call it sauce.
I do it when I must too. I haven’t ironed in years. I used to wait until I had several things then put up the ironing board and iron them all.
It’s a bit raw here today.
Have a great evening!
April 5, 2014 at 2:22 pm
Hi Kat,
I became a reasonably good cook in self defense. My mother couldn’t cook and wouldn’t take suggestions about her cooking. Her way was the right way. My father wouldn’t cook anything unless it was outdoors over an open fire at which point he became the James Beard of grilling.
Dust is a protective covering for fine furniture and many other things too, to say nothing about how good it is at holding ancient things together. If you have not washed your Venetian blinds in many years, do not. Once the protective coating of dust and dirt is removed, the ropes disintegrate and all the slats come loose. Don’t ask me how I know this. 🙂
As for sewing, well, all I can say is that fusible hem tape is the non-sewing person’s best friend. Better than duct tape.
It’s cold and damp and not at all sunny up here. All my achy joints are achy. Changeable weather is sometimes not comfortable.
Enjoy the day.
April 5, 2014 at 3:14 pm
Hi Caryn,
It was in Ghana where I first made stuff, sugar cookies for Christmas. They tasted delicious so I was hooked on cooking and baking. When I got home, I made a lot of stuff and branched out to foods from other countries. I had very few failures which made me even more enthusiastic.
Sometimes I just can’t take the dust. In here the shelves are almost at that point. I did one close to me as I could see it and it drove me crazy. Soon enough I’ll be on the deck so I won’t notice in here.
The sun came out a few times but it is a raw and chilly day.
Have a great evening!
April 6, 2014 at 8:41 am
I like to have a good coating of dust on things before I remove it. It looks so good after I’ve dusted that I get a huge feeling of accomplishment as if I had refinished a piece of furniture instead of just dusting it. 🙂
April 6, 2014 at 9:37 am
Caryn,
I know exactly what you mean!