“Ordinary life is pretty complex stuff.”

Last night I fell asleep to the wonderful sound of the rain on the roof. Since then the rain has come and gone and come again. The snow is pock-marked and ugly. I can see part of my deck and all of the deck stairs. Yesterday it was freezing. Today it is already nearly 50˚ and should get as high as 55˚. Tonight will be windy and the rain will return, torrential rain.

George is campaigning for Jeb. I saw a bit of one speech, and George used one of my favorite Bushisms,”People have long misunderestimated me.”The Republican race is entertaining me.

When I was a little kid, I never did many girly things though most of my friends did. I wasn’t into wearing dresses though I had to because of school dress codes. During my sophomore year in college the winter was so cold the school allowed women to wear pants. We never had to wear dresses or skirts again. In Ghana I had to wear dresses every day. It was the custom. I didn’t really mind. My dresses were sewn by my seamstress for about $3 or $4, and they were made from beautiful and colorful African cloth I had bought in the market. It was also so hot in Ghana that a dress was cooling. I can’t remember the last time I wore a dress, but I know the next wear a dress event will be Easter.

This is February school vacation week. When I was growing up, we never went anywhere during this week. No one I knew ever did. Mostly we all just hung around the neighborhood, went to each others’ houses to play or we rode bikes if it was warm enough. If it was cold, we skated or went sledding. The joy of the week was having no school. That was plenty enough for us.

I never felt deprived of anything when I was growing up. That we didn’t have much money never occurred to me. I had what I needed. I got my fifty cents allowance every Friday and felt rich. I got my movie and candy money on Saturday. I got a dime on Sunday to put in the basket at mass. I was a happy kid. Life was good, still is come to think of it.


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  1. Richard Says:

    We … are finally … going to become … w. a. r. m. … ugh. The only bright spot on the horizon is that we’re due to cool down again at the end of this week. I can already see a bright round glow-y thing in the sky …

    Don’t like GWB. ¡Jebi! I like even less. Trump should be running with the Democrats. Shrillary (‘She Who Barks Like Dog’) will likely be indicted if Dear Comrade Maxipad Leader (PBUH) sees fit to so direct Miz Lynch to ‘get ‘er done!’ Bernie (“Feel the Bern!”) is still a loutish, economically illiterate brutish sort, who thinks it’s perfectly okay to steal – STEAL! – 90 per cent of what other people EARN. This from a failure who lounged about for his first 40 years of life before collecting his first check – and it was a Government check! His first job (Surprise, surprise, surprise!) was registering people to collect food stamps. It’s been downhill from there, but hey, there are still the Great Illegitimati who’ll cast their vote for him ‘cuz they’re completely ignorant of (a) history and (b) economics … but they know they just love that ‘Free Stuff!’ he’s promising. Ain’t nuthin’ so expensive as when it’s ‘free.’

    Oddly enough, I was just like you … I was never into wearing dresses or doing girly things. What are the foodstuffs you remember liking most during your time in Ghana? Followup question: Do you attempt to recreate them from memory? Or would you? Were there any spices used that aren’t easily obtained here? I guess a more relevant question would be ‘Did they use many spices?’ when preparing the food. Some cultures aren’t that enamored of additional flavors.

    Youngest Grandson was off for ‘Presidents Day’ (remember when it was just ‘Washington’s Birthday’?) and is in class the rest of this week. Are kids off all this week in your state?

    I agree with you about never feeling as if I, my brother, or sister were ‘deprived’ of anything growing up. The fact that we were ‘poor’ never entered the picture – we never FELT ‘poor.’ We couldn’t have asked for anything more from our parents, and didn’t. We were lucky. We were also, in many cases, luckier than kids whose parents had more money. The stories we heard were ones we couldn’t relate to ‘cuz our parents just didn’t do the stuff their parents did. Sundays we got the handkerchief with 7¢ wrapped in opposing corners (bus fare to the church and back) and the silver dime for the ‘collection plate.’ That brings to mind a whole ‘nuther story line, but we’ll save that for another day … and yes, life is still good.

    • katry Says:

      It was 48˚ when I went to the store. It was raining but not much. It is 2 hours later, and the rain is torrential, just as was promised. It will be cooler tomorrow but still not all that warm. If you want weather, you need to go north.

      I don’t think that most politicians are candidates for sainthood though Jimmy Carter might be close. I’ll not get upset with what is happening. It is all part of politics. You call me a name. I call you two names and on and on. They leave my state alone. We did vote for McGovern, the sole state which did.

      I was told that Ghanaians used lots of spices so I needn’t bring any. When I got there, I found out that hot pepper is the sole Ghanaian spice (now you can get any sort but not in my day). If I had a cut, my finger burned from the pepper (you eat with your hands when you’re with Ghanaians). Vegetables too were hard to come by. Yams (not sweet potatoes but tuber yams), onions and tomatoes were about it for veggies except for plantain and okra both of which I came to love. I could buy chickens (live of course) in the market and beef which was iffy but we bought it anyway. My favorite dish is kelewele. It is made with plantain. I love Guinea fowl and came to love okra stew. Plenty of beans in Ghana: red red is a bean dish my friend Ralph loved, but I hate beans. I ate rice, and there were always lots of soups because you dipped your food into soup. T-Zed was the main dish where I lived. It was maize flour put in water where it then became a gelatinous mess which you dipped in soup. Down south they ate fufu, pounded yam, which you also ate with soup (you used your hand to grab a bit of fufu then dipped it in the soup). Light soup was common (mostly a broth). I really liked Ghanaian food and have made some here, especially kele wele. When I went back to Ghana, I was amazed at all the vegetables you can buy.

      This is February vacation week, no school.

      I think I was rich in so many ways when I was growing up.

  2. Birgit Says:

    Recently I’ve read that Donald Trump’s grandfather Friedrich is from Southern Germany, he left his home to avoid military service.
    Whatever, you can keep Donald 🙂
    (…or send him elsewhere where he can’t do any harm.)
    I know I shouldn’t comment on US candidates but according to Albright’s recent gender argument I’ll end up in hell anyway.

    PS: This evening I’ve listened to a Steven Wilson 2013 concert on the radio, – thanks to Hedley and KTCC.

    • katry Says:

      I can’t think of anywhere where I’d send the Donald. That would be so unfair to any destination. Well, on second thought I think he and Putin could become pals.

      You are most welcome!

  3. olof1 Says:

    More snow is on its way here, just stupid really since it most likely will melt away after the weekend. Still lots of wnter left here unless we’re very lucky to get an early spring.

    Kids here have their vinter vacation now too,we call it sports vacation. It started to become popular to travel south when i went to school, mostly to the Canary Islands or the Majorca’s. Now days they travel all the way to Thailand. They need to take an extra week of for that destination and they really aren’t allowed to but the school can’t do much if the kids don’t come after a week 🙂

    Have a great day!

    • katry Says:

      We’re not forecasted for snow at least for the next week. It will be in the 40’s during the days, 30’s at night. It rained so much not all that much snow is left. Most of it is on the corners of the streets left by the plows.

      There will be another school vacation in April. They call it spring vacation.Those who can afford it go to Europe or they go to Northern New England or out west to Colorado to go skiing.

      I hope you’re feeling better.

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