My lovely daughter Shannon resides at a group home in Troy where she is well cared for and loved. Most weekends we pick her up to spend at least one night with us in her room. In the new apartment she has her own room and most of the stuff from our former home. Little things can be problematic in life as all of you know. She has a winter coat, well worn but still holding up and easy to don. However the zipper has been marginally functional for some time and the ladies at the home struggle getting it to stay shut. For this visit it proved to be shot. They have this big warm cape to put her in but it is cumbersome and difficult to maneuver with her chair. I took the coat and its broken zipper to a little lady at Express Alterations.
This woman (somewhere in her sixties) is of Chaldean descent and sturdy stock with glasses and graying hair. She is viewing a soap opera on her TV in the shop that is in an Arabic dialect but still has the heart felt conversations and sighs of an American daytime drama. The sounds of her and the TV are all that abound. I explain to her the the need of the quickest possible repair. She shows me that the clasp at the end has widened and needs to be replaced, not the whole zipper. Somehow I understand the concept. It got fixed, in about ten minutes. I thank her and leave. She could not know the impact of this little job. The coat could be closed. The kid would be warm and the ladies that care for her won't be frustrated.
We went to see my brother in law John yesterday afternoon. He looked at us bright eyed and proclaimed that he had a good nights sleep and woke up and said I think I'm going to live! I clapped as it was my first reaction. He wanted some grooming items from home and gave a list to his wife. Thrilled with his progress.
My darling granddaughter Marie is a youtube learner. She learned to make the dreaded slime from videos she watched and the aftermath and trail of destruction took weeks to clean. But, she taught herself to sew from youtubes she saw. Judy and I were made pillows sewn by her. I can't tell you how happy that made me. Mine was made of skull and crossbones fabric. Now it is closed to my head at night. Both of the great grandmothers were prolific sewers(not drains, curious about the spelling). They are looking down and applauding. This kid is the definition of a visual learner.
we can only imagine what's next.
Saturday night went to Andrew's alone and watched The Irishman on Netflix. This was a masterful film that showcased the abilities of three great American actors, We all know that names with the hype that has enveloped this movie. Pacino was at his screaming, cursing best as Hoffa, ala Dog Day Afternoon. Pesci was subdued as Russell Buffalino that showed a guiding light to DeNiro's Frank Sheeran. The character was effective but not at all sure of himself in the actions he took. As good as the film was, Scorcsee's The Departed was better in my opinion.
The time period of this film coincides with an interesting point in my life. July 1975 I started dating my future wife and was full of love and hope for the future, with this turmoil filling the news media. We used to have our anniversary dinner at Machus Red Fox. I had lunch many times at Nemo's bar and grill. When we lived in NJ in the 80's, I worked for Maislin Transport whose drivers were members of Local 560, Tony Pro's Local. I knew a couple of really tough guys in the union that liked me because I was different. My pal Nunzio was part of that union and has many stories to tell.
all for now
Monday, December 2, 2019
Monday, November 25, 2019
Rambling in November
Here at the old folks apartments they are replacing sidewalk squares with no great haste. There are blank muddy spaces making walking assisted or not messy and difficult. It seems to make no sense to me to do this work this late in the year with intermittent freezes which will deter the proper curing of the concrete.
Thanksgiving approaches and we are having a small quiet affair with none of the official trappings aside from the tasty squash casserole. For the most part the family is embroiled in one crisis or the next and will be wrapped up in that. My brother in law John has had a major health crisis in a heart valve replacement. On Saturday last, we weren't sure he would make it. He has made a remarkable turnaround and expected to make a full recovery, a testament to a strong will and positive spirit and love of his family.
John is a guy that is never at a loss for words. His explanations are most complete and detailed. His work cohort Harold has remarked that his comments on this health journey will go on and on, along with the humorous anecdotes on the experience. We love and care for him and look forward to his telling of tales.
I finished my last yard cleanup yesterday. I am now retiring from these endeavors as of now. The 66 year old Jerry is a different guy than the nearly 70 year old version. I don't have as much horsepower as before. But we are going to the gym today to hopefully improve on that.
I'm entering my holiday gloom period. Viewing too much buy, buy, buy, and spend, spend, spend. Oh lets give each other a 50K car for the holidays. Lets load up our kids with piles of toys they will be bored of in a couple of days. Maybe help someone for a change. The biggest gift I recently received was a lady in our parking lot dragging a rolling suitcase, using a cane and carrying a parcel. By luck alone I saw her in the night and was able to help her into the building. She had come from the airport where they lost her walker and was stopped with exhaustion in the middle of our lot. My gift was finding her.
all for now
Thanksgiving approaches and we are having a small quiet affair with none of the official trappings aside from the tasty squash casserole. For the most part the family is embroiled in one crisis or the next and will be wrapped up in that. My brother in law John has had a major health crisis in a heart valve replacement. On Saturday last, we weren't sure he would make it. He has made a remarkable turnaround and expected to make a full recovery, a testament to a strong will and positive spirit and love of his family.
John is a guy that is never at a loss for words. His explanations are most complete and detailed. His work cohort Harold has remarked that his comments on this health journey will go on and on, along with the humorous anecdotes on the experience. We love and care for him and look forward to his telling of tales.
I finished my last yard cleanup yesterday. I am now retiring from these endeavors as of now. The 66 year old Jerry is a different guy than the nearly 70 year old version. I don't have as much horsepower as before. But we are going to the gym today to hopefully improve on that.
I'm entering my holiday gloom period. Viewing too much buy, buy, buy, and spend, spend, spend. Oh lets give each other a 50K car for the holidays. Lets load up our kids with piles of toys they will be bored of in a couple of days. Maybe help someone for a change. The biggest gift I recently received was a lady in our parking lot dragging a rolling suitcase, using a cane and carrying a parcel. By luck alone I saw her in the night and was able to help her into the building. She had come from the airport where they lost her walker and was stopped with exhaustion in the middle of our lot. My gift was finding her.
all for now
Thursday, November 7, 2019
An Indulgent day
Judy traveled to visit her family in the east this morning and aside from a small delivery to my daughter, I had a totally free day. Secured a bagel and cream cheese on my way back and had General Tso's chicken for lunch (with leftovers for dinner). Took Harry for a walk before the sun set with the temperatures falling. He enjoyed it but I was glad to get home. Doing wash now which should be done before bed time.
Was introduced to a remarkable series on Amazon Prime by my friend Janine. Its called Modern Love based on essays in the New York Times. In between naps and after getting up to date with all the Colbert late shows, I started viewing the first episodes. These are poignant stories that are touching and romantic at many levels with a varying cast of well known actors. The tales are all based on the NYC setting. The characters have a variety of pitfalls and rebounds and are not sappy or stupid. I had to stop binging.
Romance, (not sex) can hit you like a ton of bricks. Many of these characters are searching for redemption. All the stories are not picture book endings, definitely worth a look.
Because I was home for most of the day, I fell victim to the combat on The View with guest Donald Trump Jr. They all screamed at him, he screamed back with many rants going at all times. Quite frankly it gave a head ache and no one sounded very intelligent. All ranting and no listening. That seems to be the political stage at this point.
Senator Amy Klobuchar was on Colbert and was quite thoughtful. She doesn't have a snowballs chance but I was impressed by her insight. She was well spoken and made good points.
Well that's it for today. I have to get back to my wash and sitting with Harry.
Was introduced to a remarkable series on Amazon Prime by my friend Janine. Its called Modern Love based on essays in the New York Times. In between naps and after getting up to date with all the Colbert late shows, I started viewing the first episodes. These are poignant stories that are touching and romantic at many levels with a varying cast of well known actors. The tales are all based on the NYC setting. The characters have a variety of pitfalls and rebounds and are not sappy or stupid. I had to stop binging.
Romance, (not sex) can hit you like a ton of bricks. Many of these characters are searching for redemption. All the stories are not picture book endings, definitely worth a look.
Because I was home for most of the day, I fell victim to the combat on The View with guest Donald Trump Jr. They all screamed at him, he screamed back with many rants going at all times. Quite frankly it gave a head ache and no one sounded very intelligent. All ranting and no listening. That seems to be the political stage at this point.
Senator Amy Klobuchar was on Colbert and was quite thoughtful. She doesn't have a snowballs chance but I was impressed by her insight. She was well spoken and made good points.
Well that's it for today. I have to get back to my wash and sitting with Harry.
Saturday, October 26, 2019
And now, what do I do?
So we are now about one month into our new environment, life in seniorville. All the stuff is put away and storage items and concepts are completed, really too many to list and not that interesting. I am starting to cook again and seem to revel in the process. My wife has no interest in the particulars only (hopefully) enjoying the result. Ours is an orderly household and after 40 plus years, I am getting used to it and quite comfortable in the structure.
I befriended a man at our location that is brilliant and creative that conducts a chaotic life with a history that spans coast to coast and considerable time periods. He ministers to different groups not flying under one particular flag. I am in agreement with him placing a large importance on face to face communication and sharing thoughts. He, like all of us that are honest, has made lots of mistakes. I like him because he is flawed, but seems to embrace the chaos. He gives me a lot to think about and revisit after we get together. Many of the concepts he presents I am still trying to figure out. No longer being much of a believer, I am listening.
We attempted to make soup in his apartment, me instructing in knife technique and cook timing. I think the outcome was good and after the flavors develop, it will be and enjoyable concoction. After our culinary escapade, he is preparing words for a talk to be given this Sunday at some house of worship. We discussed forming a men's discussion group because men need to develop connections though conversation. I am in with this idea.
Also met a grandma with purple highlights in her hair that drives a late model black Camaro. I thought it belonged to somebody's visiting grand son. Boy, was I wrong.
Planning on doing more cooking today, sweet potato/carrot/walnut muffins and another pot of sauce (or gravy) of your from the east.
Still pissed and outraged at Trump's antics and the damage he is causing our country and the betrayal of our allies. And still there are incarcerated children at our borders. With all that is going on, lets not forget that,
all for now
I befriended a man at our location that is brilliant and creative that conducts a chaotic life with a history that spans coast to coast and considerable time periods. He ministers to different groups not flying under one particular flag. I am in agreement with him placing a large importance on face to face communication and sharing thoughts. He, like all of us that are honest, has made lots of mistakes. I like him because he is flawed, but seems to embrace the chaos. He gives me a lot to think about and revisit after we get together. Many of the concepts he presents I am still trying to figure out. No longer being much of a believer, I am listening.
We attempted to make soup in his apartment, me instructing in knife technique and cook timing. I think the outcome was good and after the flavors develop, it will be and enjoyable concoction. After our culinary escapade, he is preparing words for a talk to be given this Sunday at some house of worship. We discussed forming a men's discussion group because men need to develop connections though conversation. I am in with this idea.
Also met a grandma with purple highlights in her hair that drives a late model black Camaro. I thought it belonged to somebody's visiting grand son. Boy, was I wrong.
Planning on doing more cooking today, sweet potato/carrot/walnut muffins and another pot of sauce (or gravy) of your from the east.
Still pissed and outraged at Trump's antics and the damage he is causing our country and the betrayal of our allies. And still there are incarcerated children at our borders. With all that is going on, lets not forget that,
all for now
Monday, October 14, 2019
Ch-Ch-Changes....2019
Lots has happened since my last posting. It has been about 5 months of transitioning into another life cycle. Judy had a successful hip replacement in July which was long overdue. She'd been soldiering through for about 2 years and finally had to take the plunge and get it fixed. Through therapy and determination, she doing quite well. We are going back to Planet Fitness today for the first time in a while.
In the beginning of the summer we decided to sell out latest home and move to senior housing using the proceeds for travel. It was an arduous season of organizing and consolidating of belongings, giving to children, charities, and garages sales. We were going from a small 3 bedroom home to a 2 bedroom apartment. Having been on a waiting list since February, we were informed that our dwelling would be available in mid-September.
So after the cleaning, Judy's patching and repairs of walls and de-personalizing of the house, we put it on the market beginning of September. Without much fanfare, it received a full price offer in about a week from a young couple, their first home. Of course, home sales today are subject to a stringent inspection by the buyer, as they should be. Ours was fine with one big exception. The sewer line leading to the street was cracked and needed to be replaced and it was our responsibility to get it replaced in order for the sale to proceed. On a tight time frame and thousands of dollars later, it was fixed, re-sodded and sprinkler repaired. The home closed on the date in the contract. We are out.
And now we are inhabitants of a nice 2 bedroom apartment in Berkley (never lived west of Woodward). Our laundry is a few steps away on our floor and our storage area is a around the corner. Harry our little dog is the only pet wit us and has become quite comfortable in his new surroundings. The place is in a lovely walk able neighborhood which we are enjoying. We are exploring new stores and eateries. I love Westborn Market, finding new things on every visit.
The population here is decidedly older than us and extremely quiet. All the ladies love Harry and he has more friends than we do. I have met a few fellows that are from my era and am looking to build friendships.
I am thinking of launching a new blog to replace this one, still trying to come up with a title.
all for now
In the beginning of the summer we decided to sell out latest home and move to senior housing using the proceeds for travel. It was an arduous season of organizing and consolidating of belongings, giving to children, charities, and garages sales. We were going from a small 3 bedroom home to a 2 bedroom apartment. Having been on a waiting list since February, we were informed that our dwelling would be available in mid-September.
So after the cleaning, Judy's patching and repairs of walls and de-personalizing of the house, we put it on the market beginning of September. Without much fanfare, it received a full price offer in about a week from a young couple, their first home. Of course, home sales today are subject to a stringent inspection by the buyer, as they should be. Ours was fine with one big exception. The sewer line leading to the street was cracked and needed to be replaced and it was our responsibility to get it replaced in order for the sale to proceed. On a tight time frame and thousands of dollars later, it was fixed, re-sodded and sprinkler repaired. The home closed on the date in the contract. We are out.
And now we are inhabitants of a nice 2 bedroom apartment in Berkley (never lived west of Woodward). Our laundry is a few steps away on our floor and our storage area is a around the corner. Harry our little dog is the only pet wit us and has become quite comfortable in his new surroundings. The place is in a lovely walk able neighborhood which we are enjoying. We are exploring new stores and eateries. I love Westborn Market, finding new things on every visit.
The population here is decidedly older than us and extremely quiet. All the ladies love Harry and he has more friends than we do. I have met a few fellows that are from my era and am looking to build friendships.
I am thinking of launching a new blog to replace this one, still trying to come up with a title.
all for now
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
Dr. John and more
Recently a musical hero of mine left us, Dr. John the Night Tripper. He was the essence of the sound of New Orleans, a masterful pianist and singer of unique and honest qualities. In the music I am most familiar with voices are heartfelt but with some quirks and cracks, ala Bruce, and Bob and others. Dr. John's vocalizing always made me smile. He even sings the theme song to Curious George that my grandson is so devoted to. The best concert I ever saw was he and the Paul Butterfield Blues Band back in the 70's. It was in his Gris-Gris days with all the voodoo costumes, backed by the Meter band which turned out to be the Neville Bros. I attended with a girl that was the best friend of my sister's who was not impressed with the show. For me it was one of those aha moments when I realized how much I loved music.
Also attend a funeral for a young woman who lived with chronic illness and in spite of that fact of life was a success at living. She was an artist, a prolific writer and world traveler. She was the soulmate and life partner of one of my cousins. He really is more of a nephew. His words describing her were heart felt but mostly eloquent in that I felt I knew her even though we had never met. I was not tearful but completely impressed by her and her ability carry on a happy life. We all need to kick ourselves in the ass sometimes to stop complaining.
I am off today to do my lawn trimming job today, fully provisioned. I have learned my lesson on that topic. I enjoy the work and the guy I work with is chatty and in good humor, makes the day go by quicker.
I am disappointed in the field of candidates put up to run against Trump. While Biden is the current leader, his age is telling. I just don't want another 4 years of this guy.
all for now
Also attend a funeral for a young woman who lived with chronic illness and in spite of that fact of life was a success at living. She was an artist, a prolific writer and world traveler. She was the soulmate and life partner of one of my cousins. He really is more of a nephew. His words describing her were heart felt but mostly eloquent in that I felt I knew her even though we had never met. I was not tearful but completely impressed by her and her ability carry on a happy life. We all need to kick ourselves in the ass sometimes to stop complaining.
I am off today to do my lawn trimming job today, fully provisioned. I have learned my lesson on that topic. I enjoy the work and the guy I work with is chatty and in good humor, makes the day go by quicker.
I am disappointed in the field of candidates put up to run against Trump. While Biden is the current leader, his age is telling. I just don't want another 4 years of this guy.
all for now
Friday, May 31, 2019
OMG a Sunny Day!
It is 6:48 in the morning and the sun is coming up to reveal a bright sunny day. We have not had one of these in quite a while and it is a welcome change. It's amazing how much the weather conditions can alter moods and feelings. On the dreary days we seem to be dragging along just "getting thru it".
Well lets see how long this one lasts.
More comments on programming...
We became involved in 2 PBS Masterpiece limited series recently and I must comment on them. Last night we completed the Les Miserables presentation. It was six short episodes and a really good way to tell this story. I must admit that short of some ads on the musical rendition of this story, I knew little about it and at this stage of my life not smart enough to read Victor Hugo's novel. This telling of the story was nothing short of spellbinding with superb acting by the entire cast. Dominic West was gripping and you could feel and identify with his pain through his life as Jean Valjean. Not really a happy ending but he dies knowing he was loved. We got sucked into this story and could have watched it all in one sitting.
The Unforgotten is a British crime procedural on long cold cases and the team of detectives that work to solve them. Its protagonist, played by Nicola Walker (from River) is again a character you can identify with. She has lots of conflicted feelings and turmoil in her life as well as the task at hand of solving these long cold cases.
I must apologize for these extolling reviews but feel compelled because the stories depicted don't leave my memory quickly and I continue to replay them in my head long after the programs are completed. If you get the opportunity, have a look at these shows.
I had a recent scare after working on my lawn trimming job. After 7 hours of running a weed wacker, I needed to rest, knew I felt shitty but didn't realize why. Dehydration set in and I paid the price. Also not eating throughout the day proved problematic. Anyway, all is well now and it was a lesson hard learned. As we go into these warmer months, we need to hydrate and supply calories to our bodies.
This guy on Jeopardy seems to be within spitting distance of the Ken Jennings money total and there seems to be no opponent even close to giving him a challenge. They seem to try to start out strong and as the game wears on, they are bystanders watching him provide all the correct questions. He even seems to let them get the questions once the big money is gone. Alex seems to be having a good time too. We all wish him well in his battle with cancer. Without Alex, don't know if the show is worth carrying on. He is a man with great quiet composure.
Our two oldest grand kids will be out for the summer soon. This month coming has school picnics and fun times for all. I have volunteered at some of the events in the past and will continue to do so. I have more fun than the kids. Its really a treat to interact with the wonderful teachers and staff at the school during these activities. I missed all this when my kids were in school because of employment, now reveling in them in retirement.
Lastly, really pumped to see Rocketman, and the Pavorotti biopic coming out this summer.
all for now.
Well lets see how long this one lasts.
More comments on programming...
We became involved in 2 PBS Masterpiece limited series recently and I must comment on them. Last night we completed the Les Miserables presentation. It was six short episodes and a really good way to tell this story. I must admit that short of some ads on the musical rendition of this story, I knew little about it and at this stage of my life not smart enough to read Victor Hugo's novel. This telling of the story was nothing short of spellbinding with superb acting by the entire cast. Dominic West was gripping and you could feel and identify with his pain through his life as Jean Valjean. Not really a happy ending but he dies knowing he was loved. We got sucked into this story and could have watched it all in one sitting.
The Unforgotten is a British crime procedural on long cold cases and the team of detectives that work to solve them. Its protagonist, played by Nicola Walker (from River) is again a character you can identify with. She has lots of conflicted feelings and turmoil in her life as well as the task at hand of solving these long cold cases.
I must apologize for these extolling reviews but feel compelled because the stories depicted don't leave my memory quickly and I continue to replay them in my head long after the programs are completed. If you get the opportunity, have a look at these shows.
I had a recent scare after working on my lawn trimming job. After 7 hours of running a weed wacker, I needed to rest, knew I felt shitty but didn't realize why. Dehydration set in and I paid the price. Also not eating throughout the day proved problematic. Anyway, all is well now and it was a lesson hard learned. As we go into these warmer months, we need to hydrate and supply calories to our bodies.
This guy on Jeopardy seems to be within spitting distance of the Ken Jennings money total and there seems to be no opponent even close to giving him a challenge. They seem to try to start out strong and as the game wears on, they are bystanders watching him provide all the correct questions. He even seems to let them get the questions once the big money is gone. Alex seems to be having a good time too. We all wish him well in his battle with cancer. Without Alex, don't know if the show is worth carrying on. He is a man with great quiet composure.
Our two oldest grand kids will be out for the summer soon. This month coming has school picnics and fun times for all. I have volunteered at some of the events in the past and will continue to do so. I have more fun than the kids. Its really a treat to interact with the wonderful teachers and staff at the school during these activities. I missed all this when my kids were in school because of employment, now reveling in them in retirement.
Lastly, really pumped to see Rocketman, and the Pavorotti biopic coming out this summer.
all for now.
Sunday, April 28, 2019
Two days post-op
Well as the old parts need fixing at this point, I went in for a hernia repair on last Friday. Had a good doc who explained everything to me and used robots to do the work. I did not see them (the robots) in that I was asleep right after my wife kissed me goodbye. Waking up in recovery was next munching on ice chips. I good friend of our has a significant other that was going through the same procedure at the same hospital at the same time. We all met up in the waiting room for some tentative conversation in that this was not the usual party atmosphere we all were accustomed to. The really weird thing was that he and I were next door neighbors in the phase two of recovery and bid each other bon voyage upon departure. Now feeling pretty good in the am but sore in the evening. Enough about this.
Where is the warmer weather? Snow came down in some areas this morning. Come on, we are playing baseball and the youth soccer fields are muddy. At least give us 60 degrees. At least at this moment, the sun is shining.
In my diminished capacity, driving is not advised. I am pissed that I couldn't get the paper from 7-11 this morning. We will go and visit Shannon at her residence later today, can't move her around either.
On Thursday last, we had a lovely lunch with my last surviving teacher from high school and his wife, Mr. Carmine Palmieri and Mary Ann. He is hail and hearty somewhere in his eighties and full of stories of his life. I was shocked that when we graduated in 1968 high school teachers pay was $4800 a year. That's not 100 bucks a week. He had to leave our district to teach in Detroit because the pay was at least livable. He and I had some past familial history because he attended the same church that my grandmother took us to in Highland Park, St. Benedict. Our wives got along great despite their age difference.
So Joe Biden had entered the race. I don't think he as the starch to defeat this guy. The rest of the clown car of candidates are not capable of pulling together the country. There are too many opinions and causes and global generalities not many solutions. I like Mayor Pete but he is gay. He has the qualities for the job and is young enough to have the stamina. But today's America won't support him due to his orientation. Sad but I believe true. I don't know where that leaves us.
all for now.
Where is the warmer weather? Snow came down in some areas this morning. Come on, we are playing baseball and the youth soccer fields are muddy. At least give us 60 degrees. At least at this moment, the sun is shining.
In my diminished capacity, driving is not advised. I am pissed that I couldn't get the paper from 7-11 this morning. We will go and visit Shannon at her residence later today, can't move her around either.
On Thursday last, we had a lovely lunch with my last surviving teacher from high school and his wife, Mr. Carmine Palmieri and Mary Ann. He is hail and hearty somewhere in his eighties and full of stories of his life. I was shocked that when we graduated in 1968 high school teachers pay was $4800 a year. That's not 100 bucks a week. He had to leave our district to teach in Detroit because the pay was at least livable. He and I had some past familial history because he attended the same church that my grandmother took us to in Highland Park, St. Benedict. Our wives got along great despite their age difference.
So Joe Biden had entered the race. I don't think he as the starch to defeat this guy. The rest of the clown car of candidates are not capable of pulling together the country. There are too many opinions and causes and global generalities not many solutions. I like Mayor Pete but he is gay. He has the qualities for the job and is young enough to have the stamina. But today's America won't support him due to his orientation. Sad but I believe true. I don't know where that leaves us.
all for now.
Sunday, March 31, 2019
Dirty Dog Jazz Cafe: Chicken & Waffles
Last evening I was taken by son Andrew (sponsored by his wife Carla) to the Dirty Dog Jazz Cafe in Grosse Pointe Farms. We saw a terrific show by the Planet D Nonet which for the uninitiated is a nine piece musical ensemble. These are all local musicians mostly from the east side. They play music from the American past on unadorned instruments with real expressive talent. The tunes are from the bandstand an featured numerous fine solo efforts and tasty full band melodies. There are many fine players including a trumpeter that has the vibrato of Pops and a baritone sax player with the lungs of a lion that could raise the roof of the building. I had a pleasant exchange with the band leader thanking him and recounting my past experience with his uncle Bud Spangler in my mispent youth. He was truly appreciative that his uncle was so fondly remembered.
This experience again makes me appreciate the beauty of live performance. Go see some live music regardless of the genre.
I had chicken and waffles as an entree. Now one as culturally backward as me never would have considered this as a meal choice. This is truly a magical dish prepared correctly. The fried chicken (o my god!) sitting on top of syrup coated waffles perfectly complement each other. The chef at this venue has is down pat.
What a surprise, we have snow as our spring gift from the weather fairy in Michigan on March 31st. Should not be surprised. Its the slap that lets you know where you are. Supposed to be moved off by later today.
all for now
This experience again makes me appreciate the beauty of live performance. Go see some live music regardless of the genre.
I had chicken and waffles as an entree. Now one as culturally backward as me never would have considered this as a meal choice. This is truly a magical dish prepared correctly. The fried chicken (o my god!) sitting on top of syrup coated waffles perfectly complement each other. The chef at this venue has is down pat.
What a surprise, we have snow as our spring gift from the weather fairy in Michigan on March 31st. Should not be surprised. Its the slap that lets you know where you are. Supposed to be moved off by later today.
all for now
Sunday, March 17, 2019
Shortsighted Observations
We had a swell time with Paxton and Everett today while their parents enjoyed some grownup time with friends. So I am feeding Everett and he falls asleep in my arms. He is laying on my lap with his hands resting on mine. His little hands with dimpled knuckles and pink fingernails resting on my beat up paws, veiny, thin skinned and wrinkled prompted an obvious observation. He is at the beginning of his journey and mine winding is down. I am not complaining only happy to participate in his life and the lives of all my grand children. His brother is making progress in potty training and was a success with us, needless to say was quite proud of himself.
We binged on a new Netflix series "After Life", staring, written by and directed by Ricky Gervais and a terrific ensemble. At first, the accented and colloquial language takes a little heavy listening. Penelope Wilton (from Downton Abbey) is particularly outstanding. This starts slow in the first few episodes and but grows on you and keep saying, one more episode. Then you cannot stop till the end. This becomes more like reading a good book with each episode equaling a chapter in a novel. It is that kind of series. If you get the opportunity, watch it.
Short one today
all for now
We binged on a new Netflix series "After Life", staring, written by and directed by Ricky Gervais and a terrific ensemble. At first, the accented and colloquial language takes a little heavy listening. Penelope Wilton (from Downton Abbey) is particularly outstanding. This starts slow in the first few episodes and but grows on you and keep saying, one more episode. Then you cannot stop till the end. This becomes more like reading a good book with each episode equaling a chapter in a novel. It is that kind of series. If you get the opportunity, watch it.
Short one today
all for now
Sunday, March 10, 2019
Dragging thru the rest of winter and happiness of babies
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| Everett and Uncle Andrew |
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| Everett and Aunt Shannon |
Its Sunday morning and Shannon stayed over for her usual weekend visit. She insists on watching Handy Manny "Bike Episode" for her first TV selection of the day. Of course, Beauty and the Beast will follow. Despite the drippy/windy day, all seems right with the world.
We cared for Everett our newest grandson last night while parents and older brother went to the Monster Trucks. This is he and Shannon snuggling and Uncle Andrew (from a few nights before). I was really out of baby practice when this one arrived and felt a little unsure of myself in his care. All that is gone now. I'm a decent feeder and rocker still remembering the baby dance from all the kids before him. Holding and rocking him provides me with contentment that words fail to describe. He falls asleep and is relaxed with little mouth hanging open, truly magical.
Stephen Colbert's presidential barbs are so many, they have ceased to be funny because this isn't a funny situation, alarming would be a better adjective. It is becoming difficult to watch. Cory Booker was on and is a highlight. He seems to be relentlessly positive and a happy warrior. Unfortunately, he doesn't have a snowballs chance in that he is young and African American.
Watched an amazing small film recently on Netflix, titled The Boy Who Harnessed the Wind about a
young man that invents a wind turbine to extract water from the village well to provide irrigation to his arid farm and feed the starving village. This is a true hero and genius from humble beginnings. If you have this service, look it up, time well spent.
My 69th birthday is coming up, really no cause to celebrate, on the very short side of 70. I suppose the real gift of retirement is the time to ponder small things and feelings. Life's business got in the way before.
all for now
Wednesday, February 6, 2019
Oh Boy another icy day!
Had a terrific visit with new grandson and his big brother last week. Have to publish a couple of photos as the proud poppy. Everyone is doing fine and their father the heating and cooling guy survived the Polar Vortex fixing peoples furnaces and Mom is moving along with her recovery from Everett's birth.
Our old dog Apollo decided he needed to answer nature's call at about 1:30 am and then the sound of the tinkling frozen rain upset him so, that he couldn't return to his bed. The tap, tap, tap of his little feet entertained me until I relented and moved to the couch where he could sleep on top of me. He slept and I watched him sleep. Oh the joys of pet ownership.
As I view the clown car of Democratic hopefuls, it is reminiscent of the Republican crew that was assembled in 2015 going forward to the election. I hope someone emerges as a viable candidate to stand in opposition to the current office holder. I always liked Cory Booker, but it all remains to be seen going forward. They need a cohesive strategy for this election, a concept that has been sorely lacking with the Democrats. We will see as the story unfolds.
And now (as Ed Sullivan used to say) we are going slipping and sliding down the sidewalk. Kids have another day off. Parents are struggling to find alternative child care because they have to return to work to pay off their student loans and mortgages. Grand parents are increasingly the choice for the kids. But if they don't reside near, a big problem.
all for now
Wednesday, January 30, 2019
Polar Vortex, a Punk band from Canada
Hunkering down in the cold today. The dogs ran out and did their quickest pee on record this morning at 7am. We had a wonderful time with friends at our house last evening, eating snacks and drinking wine all lamenting the weather that was forthcoming. Playing music from our youth on Pandora on the TV. We all had reminiscences about our times with these songs. Judy has ventured out for coffee with a friend. I stayed in holed up. Going to see Stan and Ollie today. It got good reviews and have always found these legends to be nuanced and funny. Hopefully the actors portraying them with be up to the task.
Made oatmeal in the small cooking pot from my mother. She made her oatmeal in this pot. Something small, but it keeps me connected to her. I miss her every day and often think of the insights and happiness she brought me.
Well a short one today. Stay warm everybody.
all for now
Made oatmeal in the small cooking pot from my mother. She made her oatmeal in this pot. Something small, but it keeps me connected to her. I miss her every day and often think of the insights and happiness she brought me.
Well a short one today. Stay warm everybody.
all for now
Saturday, January 26, 2019
A cold ass day, with more to come
Its cold for me and for everyone else. We are all stuck inside and feeling claustrophobic. The dogs cannot go for a walk because even with their winter coats on, their feet would be burned by the cold on the concrete and snow. So, it is a good day to write. Have been reaching out to people that show up on Messenger to find out what they are up to. Responses have been interesting. I guess a lot of people are feeling like me, isolated by the weather. Most recently a new great aunt friend of mine went on about their new family member. Her happiness came ringing through on the message. I have been contemplating looking for someone to write to in say the U.K. just to find out a different point of view on day to day living and their current situation. We have Trump's escapades and they have Brexit. Would be interested in a comparison. Have some concern that I would come off looking for lurid activities, which is not the case at all. Will let you all know how it goes.
Been on a cooking binge this morning preparing meal components, roasted garlic, roasted peppers and baked, spiced tofu. Going to try a new dish today, spaghetti squash with Parmesan sauce, garlic and peppers. I will see how it goes. I am a forced vegetarian, not by anyone else but myself in that it is indeed a healthier way of eating. But it has to taste good to me. That's the bottom line. If not, then I will not participate. I am ashamed to say that I ate a hot dog at Costco last night, you know forbidden fruit and all. It was enjoyable.
I viewed the Handmaid's Tale season one completing it a few nights back. When originally seen, I told a young woman fellow employee that twenty three year old females sitting on bar stools should see this show. Currently I am midway thru the second season. It is truly scary in a real sense. Having women with no rights even to read or hold currency or hold jobs. Its all very Pencian. The scenes presented seem like his utopian vision. And just think of it. If Trump is ousted, he would be the replacement. I have started reading the book by Margaret Atwood as well. Her style is very descriptive but takes some getting used to. It has helped that I viewed the program before. However thought provoking, these programs put you in a dark place. So if your already depressed, steer clear.
The shutdown is over for 3 weeks. I hope the people needing paychecks get paid before the time period runs out. And one more thing, what about the refugee children separated from their parents at the border? What's going to happen to them?
all for now
Been on a cooking binge this morning preparing meal components, roasted garlic, roasted peppers and baked, spiced tofu. Going to try a new dish today, spaghetti squash with Parmesan sauce, garlic and peppers. I will see how it goes. I am a forced vegetarian, not by anyone else but myself in that it is indeed a healthier way of eating. But it has to taste good to me. That's the bottom line. If not, then I will not participate. I am ashamed to say that I ate a hot dog at Costco last night, you know forbidden fruit and all. It was enjoyable.
I viewed the Handmaid's Tale season one completing it a few nights back. When originally seen, I told a young woman fellow employee that twenty three year old females sitting on bar stools should see this show. Currently I am midway thru the second season. It is truly scary in a real sense. Having women with no rights even to read or hold currency or hold jobs. Its all very Pencian. The scenes presented seem like his utopian vision. And just think of it. If Trump is ousted, he would be the replacement. I have started reading the book by Margaret Atwood as well. Her style is very descriptive but takes some getting used to. It has helped that I viewed the program before. However thought provoking, these programs put you in a dark place. So if your already depressed, steer clear.
The shutdown is over for 3 weeks. I hope the people needing paychecks get paid before the time period runs out. And one more thing, what about the refugee children separated from their parents at the border? What's going to happen to them?
all for now
Wednesday, January 23, 2019
Lousy weather day, but happy news
Despite it being a dreadful weather day, I am happy to report that on January 15th, we received another gift to our family in a new grandson, Everett Edward Kocsis, 10lbs 5oz and 21 inches long. He is at home with mom and dad and brother Paxton and all are doing well. Words cannot express the happiness I feel with his arrival.Schools are closed today and teachers and students are rejoicing alike. Elijah and Marie were thrilled at the news this morning. And because I don't feel like slipping off the front porch, its a good day to write. The dogs especially hate days like this, going out to pee is problematic in that they cannot find a happy place to do their business. I am stuck inside peering at the rain on the windows and a porch that's like a skating rink with water on it. I fell on my ass recently and mostly injured my pride but bouncing back is not happening as quickly as before.
The dogs are staring at me saying like "well dad lets do something fun" awaiting their meal in about an hour.
Our government is still partially shut down and many federal workers will have no paycheck for the second pay period. Many are mandated to work without compensation. Families are obtaining food supplies from food banks, depleting savings accounts, and IRAs and rents are going unpaid. This is all because our president wants to build a barrier, however medieval around our southern border to satisfy his base and make good on a campaign promise. This whole process is upsetting to me in that there are people suffering through no doing of their own, no bad choices, no misspent capital. The Coast Guard, the TSA and others are protecting us for free, no pay. I don't know if I could do that.
In order to stop this dishonor of these heroes, give him his wall and fund the government. The suffering has to stop. I pains me greatly to say this.
all for now
Monday, January 7, 2019
January 2019
The holiday season is finally completed. I must admit to some relief. Our time was pleasant but truly, I am eager to get back to a more normal routine. The kids start backup at Oak Ridge today and I can only imagine what the educators are going thru trying to motivate their pupils. After a couple of warm and sunny days, we are back to the dreary, cloudy bone crushing cold days.
We are embroiled in the process of getting Shannon's wheelchair repaired and was really surprised that we have a now really effective occupational therapist. We have been battling wheelchairs, the process of repair and replacement for decades. She is due for new one later this year and I hope it goes smoothly.
So I am at the local 7-11 in the early am purchasing the Free Press. The guy behind the counter is a 50 something gray haired man looking like it had been a long night. There is another man buying smokes in front of me, followed by a little, paunchy, balding man buying multiple coffees. The place is pretty silent. We all hear a sound. Everyone looks puzzled. Then we realize it is a trumpeting elephant. We all smile. The coffee guy reaches for his phone. Its his wife making a request to buy something. What does say about this relationship?
We have kids for a couple of hours this afternoon. Dinner is all made and ready to microwave. This system works quite well. The afternoon should not be too exciting. This is ok.
Are we going to have wall (barrier - fence - slat structure)? Feeling bad for the federal employees with no pay and no end in sight for this shutdown. The bitching will really start with the tax refunds are supposed to come out. Neither side seems to be moving. Our country is really suffering with all the conflicts in government. And as much as I applaud the success of many female candidates, I cannot help but think that John Conyers replacement misspoke with her comments about impeachment. She might not be taken seriously when painted with a broad brush. I hope that she does prevail however. We will see how our new governor does. Will she fix the damn roads? Will Flint have drinkable water coming out of their pipes? Will Detroit's children be educated?
At my wife's insistence, I will seen more doctors to have myself evaluated inside and out. Never been to a dermatologist. Fair folks like me with years of no sunscreen are subject to skin damage. We will find out how I do.
Visited a restaurant in Ferndale recently, most enjoyably (Pops for Italian). It brings to mind what a cool place Ferndale has been for a long time. One place comes to mind in particular. Back in the 70's we all bought records and later cassette tapes. The premier recording emporium was on 9 mile road called Sam's Jams. This was an independent store the stocked recordings of all genres of music and a good batch of rarities. They also had a paragraph posted about new recordings so the purchaser could read a synopsis of the music. They even had live musical performances. I saw a young Joey Defrancesco play they Hammond B3 organ with my son at this site, all for no charge I might add. I am sure there were others. This place was filled with music lovers of all ages.
all for now
We are embroiled in the process of getting Shannon's wheelchair repaired and was really surprised that we have a now really effective occupational therapist. We have been battling wheelchairs, the process of repair and replacement for decades. She is due for new one later this year and I hope it goes smoothly.
So I am at the local 7-11 in the early am purchasing the Free Press. The guy behind the counter is a 50 something gray haired man looking like it had been a long night. There is another man buying smokes in front of me, followed by a little, paunchy, balding man buying multiple coffees. The place is pretty silent. We all hear a sound. Everyone looks puzzled. Then we realize it is a trumpeting elephant. We all smile. The coffee guy reaches for his phone. Its his wife making a request to buy something. What does say about this relationship?
We have kids for a couple of hours this afternoon. Dinner is all made and ready to microwave. This system works quite well. The afternoon should not be too exciting. This is ok.
Are we going to have wall (barrier - fence - slat structure)? Feeling bad for the federal employees with no pay and no end in sight for this shutdown. The bitching will really start with the tax refunds are supposed to come out. Neither side seems to be moving. Our country is really suffering with all the conflicts in government. And as much as I applaud the success of many female candidates, I cannot help but think that John Conyers replacement misspoke with her comments about impeachment. She might not be taken seriously when painted with a broad brush. I hope that she does prevail however. We will see how our new governor does. Will she fix the damn roads? Will Flint have drinkable water coming out of their pipes? Will Detroit's children be educated?
At my wife's insistence, I will seen more doctors to have myself evaluated inside and out. Never been to a dermatologist. Fair folks like me with years of no sunscreen are subject to skin damage. We will find out how I do.
Visited a restaurant in Ferndale recently, most enjoyably (Pops for Italian). It brings to mind what a cool place Ferndale has been for a long time. One place comes to mind in particular. Back in the 70's we all bought records and later cassette tapes. The premier recording emporium was on 9 mile road called Sam's Jams. This was an independent store the stocked recordings of all genres of music and a good batch of rarities. They also had a paragraph posted about new recordings so the purchaser could read a synopsis of the music. They even had live musical performances. I saw a young Joey Defrancesco play they Hammond B3 organ with my son at this site, all for no charge I might add. I am sure there were others. This place was filled with music lovers of all ages.
all for now
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