Friday, January 30, 2015

Friday Roundup

To live means to experience--through doing, feeling, thinking.  Experience takes place in time, so time is the ultimate scarce resource we have.  Over the years, the content of experience will determine the quality of life.  Therefore one of the most essential decisions any of us can make is about how one's time is allocated or invested.

Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi  

Good morning, everyone.  Finally got out of the house yesterday, and it was a good thing I did.  Not only did I find out that I lost another pound, but  as much as I love my WW meetings,  I felt myself falling into that old habit of not wanting to go anywhere.  Already I had to force myself to get dressed and head out the door.  It is just so easy for me to fall into that funk.  

Went across the street to the bus stop and found that, although the families there had shoveled a nice wide path, they had piled all the snow on the curb, all the way to the crosswalk. I wasn't about to climb over a foot of packed snow and ice or stand in the street waiting for the bus, so I walked to the next bus stop.  It was the same coming home.  Once again the furniture store shoveled a small path and left the 4 feet of sidewalk leading to the bus stop filled with snow.  Too dangerous, so I got out a stop ahead and walked it home.  

Now, it's not like I couldn't have been doing this all along.  The walk is only from 9th to 8th Avenue.  And since I lost weight I don't lose my breath like I used to and find that I have less pain when I walk.  So, while it is convenient to have a bus stop right across from your house, it is far healthier to walk to the next one.  Guess this is what I'll be doing from now on when it's nice outdoors.

I had two calls from my insurance company over the past two days--one to schedule an appointment with a nurse practitioner who is going to give me a physical in my own home and the second from the social worker to make sure I had food and heat in my home.  Hubby said that's because it's cheaper for them to monitor me regularly than to pay for a hospital stay.  No matter what, I appreciate the extra care.

Really enjoyed my dinner last night.  Seasoned and roasted a chicken and cut up a fantastic salad of lettuce, tomato, cucumber, steamed brocolli, and steamed carrots.  Dressing was a little olive oil and balsamic vinegar. Smothered the chicken with red onions simmered in olive oil and vinegar. 

One thing I am really craving is nachos.  I absolutely adore Mexican food.  Plan on finding a WW friendly recipe and making them this week.  Hubby doesn't like nachos so I'll make him some yellow rice instead.

Well, that's about it dear friends.  Another week in the books.  Have a wonderful, safe, and fun-filled weekend.  See you all on Monday.

Thursday, January 29, 2015

Thursday Book Review

Lately I have been doing a lot of reading since I stopped my addiction to a game I was playing on my tablet, Hay Day.  I would play until I had pain in my arms. And reading is so much more productive.  Just finished reading a fabulous book. 'A Day of Fire: a Novel of Pompeii," a combined novel by Stephanie Dray, Ben Kane, E. Knight, Sophie Perinot, Kate Quinn and Vicky Alvear Shecter.  Not my usual type of reading, but I am so glad I bought it.  Fabulous.  I can't say enough about it. 

The book is a collection of six inter-connected stories set in Pompeii on the day that Vesuvius erupted.  Each author writes about a character and weaves them into the story.  The stories are linked by characters who show up in multiple stories--sometimes just as background, others in crucial plot twists

Book Description...

Pompeii was a lively resort flourishing in the shadow of Mount Vesuvius at the height of the Roman Empire. When Vesuvius erupted in an explosion of flame and ash, the entire town would be destroyed. Some of its citizens died in the chaos, some escaped the mountain's wrath . . . and these are their stories:

A boy loses his innocence in Pompeii's flourishing streets.
An heiress dreads her wedding day, not knowing it will be swallowed by fire.
An ex-legionary stakes his entire future on a gladiator bout destined never to be finished.
A crippled senator welcomes death, until a tomboy on horseback comes to his rescue.
A young mother faces an impossible choice for her unborn child as the ash falls.
A priestess and a whore seek redemption and resurrection as the town is buried.

Six authors bring to life overlapping stories of patricians and slaves, warriors and politicians, villains and heroes who cross each others' path during Pompeii's fiery end. But who will escape, and who will be buried for eternity?

An excellent read  

Well, I'm off to the shower and breakfast.  Going to venture out to WW today.  I can so easily fall into a rut, and I refuse to let it happen this time.  Too many good things in life to enjoy.  Have a wonderful day.  

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Just a Few Little Storm Photos

Well, the 'big' storm is history now.  Just waiting for the meltdown, but that will probably take some time what with the temperatures being so low.  I'll be staying in today as well.  Not everyone has shoveled and the crosswalks are still pretty snowed in.  Hoping by meeting time on Thursday I will be able to get out.  Until then, there is nothing really I need outdoors. and it is better to be safe than sorry.

About 7 am from my doorstep.
It was so peaceful.

 First person I saw on the street.

Later in the day everything is looking better....

...Until you reach the crosswalk.  And then...

...It all falls apart when you cross the street, and 

you reach the bus stop. Have no idea where these cars came from.

The people from this store never shovel, and when they do, it is only a small path big enough for one person.  Last year was the same thing.  A small path only, and with all the snow we had, the bus stop area was a huge block of ice.  I'm not putting up with it this year.  You own a store, you have to take care of the property around it. Last year they held me prisoner as I couldn't climb over the mound of ice to get to the bus.  Don't forget.  I am 67 years old and walk with a cane outdoors. This year I am not having it. That's why I lodged a complaint.  Let's see what happens.

Well, that's about it.  Going to go have a bite to eat now.  Have a good one.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015


Everything is equal in the snow: all trees, all lawns, all streets, all rooftops, all cars. Everything is white, white, white, as far as you can see. Covered by snow, the well-kept and neglected lawns look the same. The snow hides the shiny newness of a just-bought car as effectively as it does the rust and dents of a ten-year-old one. Everything looks clean and fresh and unmarred by time or use. Snow, like the silent death it counterfeits, is a great leveler.

Adrienne Ivey

Too bad it scares me so.  I tossed and turned a lot last night, thinking of all the things that could go wrong.  Power could go out, furnace could break and no one able to get through to fix it.  And Miss Minga.  She is so old.  What if something should happen and I can't get her to the vet?  I know it's wrong to dwell on so many negatives, but I just feel so powerless. Then I wake up and find out we dodged a bullet.  Not much snow at all, and by day's end it should be all cleared out.  Whew!!!

Juno begins.
Juno.  Juno is the Great Mother of the Romans.  She is the equivalent of the Greek Goddess Hera. She is a daughter of Saturn and sister/wife  of the chief god Jupiter.   Now we will also remember her as the storm.  In the 'Aeneid' Juno calls on Aeolus, the god of the winds, directing him to bring a great storm down upon Aeneas because she is angry with him.  As I sat last night listening to the winds and the thunder, I wondered, 'what has made Juno so angry.'

Three hours later.

 Just before I went to bed.  Notice the orb...only in this photo.  Odd,

Well all, that's about it.  Going to have some breakfast and check outdoors to see what's up.  For those of you still in the path of the storm, please be safe.   

Monday, January 26, 2015

Monday Morning This and That

When you get in a tight place and everything goes against you, till it seems you could not hold on a minute longer, never give up then, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn. 

Harriet Beecher Stowe 

Monday has arrived, and it will be spent making last minute preparations for the storm. Have to run to the bank for my bill money and pick up a few items at the store.  I was going to go to the old center to play a little bingo, but running these errands is more important.  Don't know if I'll be able to make it to the bank at any other time this week.  Not looking forward to this storm and told hubby I wish we could just pack up and go somewhere until it was over.  I used to thrill over storms.  Maybe it's my age, but they scare me now.

Took this picture while waiting for the bus to go to church yesterday.  Looks like storm clouds, but it was actually fairly sunny yesterday.  The calm before the storm.  Although you can't make it out, the store on the corner across the street is a furniture store. The bus stop is right in front.  They never shovel.  This year I got news for them.  I'm going to turn them in.  Last year their lack of shoveling made me a prisoner in my home.

Don't know how long I'll be attending the old center, though. One of my peers said they offer so much,  they offer nothing for me except a chance to sit and have lunch with a few people that I really, really like.  The art class, if you can call it that, on Wednesday is nothing more than coloring pictures.  I usually bring my own supplies and utilize the time for practice on what I learned the day before in my 'real' art class.  The groups are all the same.  Everyone talks about the same thing week after week.  

Even Women's Group which I had looked forward to as a  place where I could speak about some of my issues always turns into a talk about current affairs.  How much can you talk current affairs?  Personally, I attend the center to have fun and get away from the madness of the world, but they bring it there. 

The new center, on the other hand, offers so much.  The exercise, the art class, and soon they will be starting both crochet and jewelry making. And I've noticed a difference in the people who attend as well.  One doesn't find the cliques they have in the old center.  I mean, I've been attending the old place for over a year now and there are many people I don't even know.  They are so into their own little groups, and I guess I am one of them. But, the difference is, I only attend now to see my friends.

Hubby's doctor called on Friday with good news and bad news.  The good news is that the medication is performing its miracle.  It is curing him.  The bad news is that his kidneys are now deteriorating, and the doctor wants to see him on February 2nd.  He's pretty depressed right now, and all he can think of is dialysis.  I am thinking, though, that because he has had regular blood tests and high creatinine levels have only begun to show,  it is early in his kidney disease and change of diet, more water, and medication may be able to help.  I'm praying that is what it will take.  He has been through so much already.  

Made a nice beef stew in my crock pot for Saturday dinner.  Can't afford to buy stew beef anymore, so I took a steak and chopped it up myself.  Added everything but the kitchen sink.  Beef, celery, onions, garlic, potatoes, sweet potatoes, carrots, Spanish paprika, Spanish Oregano, salt, pepper, Grill  Mates Steakhouse Onion Burger seasoning, Mrs. Dash Extra Spicy, Chives, sodium free beef broth and a couple of tablespoons of tomato sauce.  As you can see, I love using spices. One can make a cheap meal taste like it came from the best restaurant. 

I served it with cauliflower topped with some low fat, low sodium cheddar cheese.  Don't like the way it melts and probably won't buy it again.  I buy these plates from the Chinese store in my neighborhood.  One thing I have learned about food intake is that when you are used to eating a lot like I am, you want to see a full plate.  On a regular plate this portion looks skimpy; hence, psychologically it leaves me hungry.  But in this plate I fool myself into thinking I overdo.
Well that's it for now.  Hoping you all have a good one. 

Friday, January 23, 2015

Friday Roundup

Every day you may make progress. Every step may be fruitful. Yet there will stretch out before you an ever-lengthening, ever-ascending, ever-improving path. You know you will never get to the end of the journey. But this, so far from discouraging, only adds to the joy and glory of the climb.

Winston Churchill
Good morning, everyone, and a happy Friday to all.  The weekend is almost here.  We've got snow or ice or maybe both on the way tomorrow (they are not sure yet what it will be), so I'm going to stock up on necessities today.  Will be heading out to another WW meeting for something to do since I probably won't be going out tomorrow, and they have a fantastic supermarket next door.  

Speaking of WW.  I lost another 1.4 pounds yesterday making it 25.8 pounds altogether.  Felt real good when I went up to get my 25 pound charm and everyone cheered and clapped. Feeling better every day. 

Made some stewed chicken yesterday and had a salad along with it.  Don't know what I am going to make this weekend, but I do want to try something in my crock pot.  Should have made the stew in it, but just didn't think to do so.

Time to start making plans for Imbolc/Candlemas.  Hard to believe it's less than two weeks away.  Although it may be still be in the grips of Winter, to me this day has always been a sign that Spring is on its way.

Well, not much else going on here.  Going to go take my shower and eat breakfast.  Looking forward to my Friday meeting.

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Thursday Ramble

Good morning.  It snowed a bit last night, but I am still going to take a stab at heading off to Weight Watchers.  I think  it will be okay. I don't have to head in the direction where the people don't shovel or lay salt...and then again, there may be nothing on the ground.  I can't see the sidewalks from my apartment. 

Yesterday everything went well  on my eye test yesterday.  No glaucoma.  The doctor sat me down and explained that I am what is called 'glaucoma suspect'.  This means that although I don't have it now, certain tests have indicated that I 'could' develop it in the future.  So, every four months he will give me a field test.  

Hubby also had a doctor's appointment yesterday.  He had to have some blood work done to see how this new medication is working.  It is so expensive that the insurance company wants frequent blood tests to see if it is working.  If not, they will not pay for it any longer.  Now we just have to sit and wait.

On the way home I stopped at the Chinese supermarket. I'm one block from Brooklyn's Chinatown and I use lots of their products.  Their colognes, at $10, are so light, fresh, and flowery and last longer than the more expensive name brands.  I also use their shampoo and conditioner.  Chinese have beautiful hair so one can't go wrong, and I find my hair does well with them.

Today was my first time in the supermarket, and I was totally fascinated.  Oh, I have been to the front of the store where they sell fruits.  They have the most delicious cherries for $2.99, and I have stopped before for them, but I've never gone through the entire store...which is huge.  Needless to say, I am in love.  I will be back there often.  Didn't have my much money nor my shopping cart today, but I did purchase a few items.  I am really anxious to try some of these sauces...and there are so much more....Korean, Japanese, Philippine, and Chinese.  Can't wait to try them all.

A package of Moon Cakes for only 99 cents.  A little late for the mid-Autumn festival, but in ancient times, in ancient times they were used as an offering to the moon. Emperors would pay homage to the sun in spring and to the moon in autumn.  Imbolc is barely two weeks away I'll either use them then or during the next full moon.
This is a Chinese herbal lozenge that I use now for the throat.  I tend to get tickles, especially when I come into the warmth out of the cold, and these take them away without that harsh Halls taste.
Well, that's about it for today.  Time to go hop in the shower.  Have a good one.
People eat mooncakes to express their love for their family and their hope for a happy life. - See more at:
People eat mooncakes to express their love for their family and their hope for a happy life. - See more at: