“Vegetables are a must on a diet. I suggest carrot cake, zucchini bread, and pumpkin pie.”
The weather is divine. It is already 70°. The air is still. The sun is bright and beautiful as it shines through the branches of the trees in the backyard, some of which have yellow leaves. Red leaves are climbing a pine tree trunk in the front garden. They are a bright red. Yesterday my yard got its fall cleaning. Downed branches were removed, dead flower stems were cut, and the bushes hiding my front door were clipped. The wild rose bush will no longer attack me when I walk too close to it. My garden and front yard look clean but winter bare.
Yesterday I overslept and missed my uke lesson, but I was on time for the afternoon concert. We have another concert this afternoon. It is the last concert of the cowboy songs. My favorite song is Jingle Jangle Jingle. It is fun to play and even more fun to sing.
One of my fellow uke players asked if I played an instrument before the uke. I told her I had played a mean triangle in the second grade. I showed her my technique. She got quite a chuckle from that answer.
When I was a kid, I was not a fan of vegetables even though they were part of supper every day and dinner on Sunday. I ate potatoes, but I never thought of potatoes as a vegetable. Mashed potatoes tasted too good to be a vegetable. I did eat peas and corn without a fuss and orange potatoes when my mother ruined a good thing by mashing carrots and potatoes together. I don’t think I ever saw spinach except in a Popeye cartoon, but even he didn’t entice me eat it. I doubt I could have recognized veggies like turnip or squash. My mother served what she knew we’d eat.
I seem to stay up into the wee hours then sleep-in the next morning. I remember the first time I stayed up late enough to see the TV channels sign off for the night which was usually midnight. One channel played the Star Spangled Banner. Another showed a plane soaring in the air with the Air Force song Wild Blue Yonder playing in the background. After the sign off was usually a test pattern of some sort with an annoying beep constantly playing. The test pattern I remember is the Indian who was wearing a head dress of white feathers. It was until the next morning, usually around eight, when programs resumed. Back in those days saying nothing was on TV was literal.
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October 26, 2023 at 2:59 pm
Hi Kat,
We are having a current break in the rain with partly cloudy skies and 78° with a high predicted of 80°. The rain should begin again tomorrow through Monday. We have been in a terrible draught all summer long. We’re about 15 inches behind the normal rainfall for the year. Last night we were placed under a flash flood watch by the National Weather Service. It’s either feast or famine. 🙂
My mother always made sure we had plenty of vegetables other than potatoes. She bought either canned or frozen veggies. My father didn’t think a meal was complete unless the first course was a tossed green salad.
When my kids were young they wanted to stay up late on New Year’s Eve to watch the ball drop in Times Square. That was a special night without their usual bedtime. However, living in the central time zone, the ball would drop live in New York on TV which was eleven o’clock here. Eventually, the kids figured out that they were going to bed an hour early and wanted to stay up until we reached the real New Year’s Eve. 🙂
My kids have never lived when TV wasn’t on 24 hours a day. When I told them that the programming used to end at midnight with the National Anthem, they thought I was kidding them.
October 27, 2023 at 12:22 am
Hi Bob,
I would be fine with 78° and a summer high of 80°.
I’m glad for all the rain you’ll be getting. I hope it helps to alleviate the drought.
We’ll have really warm days tomorrow and Saturday. It will rain Sunday and then start to get cold. We’ve had temps in the 70’s, and it will be the same for the next two days. Sunday it will go down to the high 50’s then to the low 50’s then colder next week.
My mother always served vegetables at supper. They were canned when I was young then fresh or frozen when I was older. We never had a green salad. The only salad was potato and the like for summer meals.
I always call my sister to wish her a Happy New Year, but I am always 2 hours early as she lives in Colorado.