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Saturday, July 16th, 2011 at 11:30pm. 2,222 Views, 0 Comments.
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If it's covered in fur or feathers, my daughter is immediately taken. She has one dog and a cat-a-log and by dint of saying "no!" in an increasingly firmer tone of voice I have kept the numbers down to a manageable level. Sammy, the three-legged, cross-eyed flame-point Siamese was full-grown, and belonged to some neighbors when he met and fell deeply in love with my daughter when she came home on leave. He took one look and fell in love, deeply, hopelessly, and abjectly in love. He parked himself in her lap, looked deep into her eyes, while purring like a distant motor-boat, and could hardly be pried away. When her leave ended, Sammy was heartbroken, although he kept returning to our back…
Saturday, July 16th, 2011 at 11:30pm. 1,253 Views, 1 Comments.
My daughter's dog, better known as the Lesser Weevil, lives for walkies every day . . . and for a special treat, a trip to the McAlister Park Dog Park. She's a social creature, and rather outgoing; every human she has ever met has been instantly and utterly her bestest BFF. I do so hope that I would never have to depend upon the Weevil for personal protection in the case of a dangerous psychopath breaking into our house . . . since the Weevil will probably be cowering behind me. With other dogs, it's a matter of all things being more or less equal. A friendly and playful romp with a dog or dogs more or less of her same size and degree of playfulness; too much larger than her and a bit too…
Saturday, July 16th, 2011 at 11:29pm. 1,298 Views, 0 Comments.
Land of the Lotus - Eaters
By Julia Hayden
I've been back for three or four days in the place which - if you bend down and squint sideways at it - is the place that I came from. That is, back-country Southern California; not the glitzy, glittery and glam 90210/Hollywierd/Sunset Boulevard So-Cal, but the other part of it. This is the hills and horse-country part, of steep hills and seasonal creeks, of black sage, monkey-flower, and shaggy-barked eucalyptus, of citrus and avocado groves, where granite out-croppings stick out of the thin soil like half-buried bones, and hawks wheel overhead.
The people who live there have horses, goats and cows the way ordinary suburbanites have cats, dogs and parakeets. In a…
Gotta love the Bass Pro Shop at the Rim in San Antonio. A retail outdoor sporting goods venue blown up to the size of an aircraft hangar and styled like a mad collision between an Adirondack lodge and
Saturday, July 16th, 2011 at 11:29pm. 2,146 Views, 0 Comments.
Venturing Out to the Rim
Visit our Free Online San Antonio Home SearchHaving a weekend day free - and feeling a touch of cabin fever after four days of ice-cold-oh-my-heck-I-think-I'm-gonna-freeze-winter-weather (San Antonio style), the Daughter Unit and I felt a deep need to get up and get out someplace. Like to a movie - and what about (suggested the Daughter Unit, with a calculating look) seeing a movie at the Palladium! Yes, indeed - said the Daughter Unit with that expression of calculated pleading that she has perfected since she was about four years old - let's go see . . . The King's Speech at the Palladium! Eh - me, I'd have held out for the remake of True Grit, but seeing that practically everyone…
Saturday, July 16th, 2011 at 11:28pm. 1,537 Views, 0 Comments.
Oh, my - cold, cold, cold, cold! Like into the teens for three days straight at my San Antonio home . . . which wouldn't have been totally out of line for winters in a couple of places that I have lived in. Sondrestrom AB, Greenland, was located thirty miles north of the Arctic Circle and of which it was said that although it wasn't the end of the earth, one had a fairly good view of it from there. Seoul, ROK also suffered from near-arctically cold winters, notably winds that came blasting straight from Siberia . . . and Ogden, Utah, may not have been quite as bitterly cold and wind-chilled during the winter season - but it was quite generous with the snow. It even had snow pictured on the license…
Saturday, July 16th, 2011 at 11:28pm. 985 Views, 0 Comments.
Yeah, I know - embarrassing to admit: we're scroungers and scavengers. We're not quite up there with the junkers in pick-up trucks who circulate in ours and other neighborhoods during that week when householders are putting out items for bulk trash pickup, but heaven knows, my daughter and I have staggered home of a morning, burdened with discarded but perfectly good pottery pots, with revivable plants, garden knick-knacks, a twelve pack of brand-new canning jars (as if someone got the urge to make jam or something, and thought better of it), and a chaise-lounge made of two-by-fours which may have had a leeetle bit of wood-rot on one leg . . . oh, the list is endless.
I suppose I hit…
Devastating fire in Northern San Diego County, why having home insurance and careful - even pictorial documentation of the stuff inside your personal space is an excellent idea.
Saturday, July 16th, 2011 at 11:28pm. 1,068 Views, 0 Comments.
Tales of the Brass Monkey
By Julia Hayden
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Or - why having home insurance and careful - even pictorial documentation of the stuff inside your personal space is an excellent idea. The stuff in your house, the pictures on the wall, the clothes and kitchen things are just background; most of the time you only really notice them when they are missing.
But when everything goes missing - lock, stock and barrel - all at once in a massive disaster, as happened to my parents in the 2003 Paradise Fire, in northern San Diego County - replacing it all is a bigger chore than most people would think. It took my parents months and months, making lists of what they had in the house, and…
Saturday, July 16th, 2011 at 11:27pm. 1,040 Views, 0 Comments.
Comfort food - it's just what it sounds like: something that your mother or grandmother used to fix, something plain and good, easy to prepare. It varies from country to country, and even from region to region, but ultimately, it would never be mistaken for haute cuisine. It's what we fix now for ourselves when we are feeling blue, there is nothing much in the refrigerator, and you just don't feel up to cooking or eating something complicated. My maternal grandmother's ultimate comfort food was rice pudding. No, there's no use in putting up a recipe for it, for although the ingredients were simple enough - white rice, milk, raisins, sugar and vanilla - the exact proportions of those ingredients…
Saturday, July 16th, 2011 at 11:27pm. 1,152 Views, 0 Comments.
The Bad Neighbor Policy
By Julia Hayen
For many years, I've kept in touch with some friends - a retired couple who live in ... well, let's just say it's a semi-rural, and congenial neighborhood in a western state blessed with rather nice hills and mildish winters. They have a near neighbor whose antics over the last twenty years have enlivened the occasional communications that I have with these friends ... because this individual has the opposite of the golden touch. Everything he touches invariably turns to the stuff that is swept up from the street after the horses have gone by. It's been an unfailing gift; in the words of the demotivational poster, his purpose in life is to serve as a bad example.
Saturday, July 16th, 2011 at 11:27pm. 1,031 Views, 0 Comments.
On the Edge of the Wilderness
Well, it's not the wilderness, actually - but it would certainly look so to someone more used to living in the city. No streetlights, and the houses are set back from the roads - which are unpaved - and so a possessing good stock of flashlights and fresh batteries are something that every household out here needs, especially if planning to go somewhere and return after dark. I had to work the combination to the front gate by the light of my cell phone last week, so no - I won't forget a flashlight again. There may be starlight and moonlight on occasion, but underneath the trees, it's as black as the inside of a cow.
Which some of the neighbors have, by the way. A cow. And…