Monthly Archives December 2012
Ok, so it’s a cheap shot. Neither slave drew nor I had to get up especially early this morning so we were lying in bed chatting.
I’d had an odd dream – I’ve had a string of them lately, nothing bad, just one of those odd ones, and I told him about it, and then commented that we were still here, so there was, at least thus far, no apocalypse, and I told him that the title of my blog yesterday was “Apocalypse Now?”
“And if I were a cattle rancher, it would have been Apocalypse Cow…”
“And if I were a pig farmer, it would have been Apocalypse Sow…”
“And if I were a boat builder, it would have been Apocalypse Prow…”
“If you were a chef, it would have been Apocalypse Chow…”
“And if I were a farmer, it would have been Apocalypse Plow…”
“And if I were a Quaker, it would have been Apocalypse Thow...Read More
December 20, 2012 Vanilla Life
Were the Mayans right?
It seems like if they were so fucking smart, they’d not have been so welcoming to the Spaniards, but I’m a cynic.
So, is tomorrow the end of the world?
I doubt it. Highly. And if it is the end of the world, clearly, I can do nothing about it.
Robert Frost said this, in Fire and Ice, about the end of the world:
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
If we had to choose between fire and ice, which would it be? They say that perishing from the cold is very peaceful, once you stop being cold. You simply go to sleep...Read More
Yesterday was an interesting day. In addition to my Santa run, it was also the Great Squirrel Adventure.
About 9am I heard SOMETHING in the garage. A big thunk. An alarmingly big thunk.
I went and looked, but saw nothing.
Ten or 15 minutes later, there was another. Not as big, but still…
slave drew was out and about, but I called him.
He came home, looked around, saw nothing, and headed out to do his errands again.
About 20 minutes later, I start hearing something. In the fireplace itself. Not the chimney, the fireplace.
I texted drew this time.
“There is absolutely something in the fireplace.”
“I can hear it moving.”
“In the fireplace of just up the chimney.”
“I can hear it clearly.”
“On my way.”
While I was waiting,...Read More
So, it had come to my attention lately that someone I didn’t know particularly well was not going to be able to provide much Christmas for the five children, all under ten, in their household, due to reasons of bad luck and bad health.
Four of the children are theirs, one is the daughter of a recently-killed friend, who, along with her father, is also living with them for lack of another option.
I recognize that there are others out there in worse or similar situations, but these came to my attention.
My own father died when I was quite small, and I am very acquainted with being a child who gets few presents for Christmas, and practical ones at that. New pajamas because they were needed, new socks because they were needed.
She had told me that the children were being very good about not ...Read More
I got a fortune cookie a month or so ago and I’ve had the fortune sitting on my desk since then.
It says, “Service is the rent we pay for the privilege of living on this planet.”
Now, is that a perfect fortune for me, or what?
I like service and I appreciate it. I also like that service has a sort of intimacy about it.
Serving well requires knowing the person you are serving, their likes and dislikes, what they do and do not like.
Serving haphazardly can be more annoying than anything else.
For instance, I don’t drink coffee.
I won’t eat food that has a mocha flavor to it.
I dislike it pretty intensely, to a point that even the smell of it, particularly if it’s strong, will make me a little ill.
So, I remember being at a formal Leather Dinner years back and one of my sl...Read More
I went to two gift exchanges in two days and had a good time at both.
We went to my friends Donald and Chris’ party last night. I’ve been going to that same party for a decade or more now. It’s a fund-raiser for the residents of the House of Ruth, a local AIDS hostel.
It’s also always fun. Some years it’s been quite large, last night it was smaller, but it was quite pleasant to have time to visit with the folks who were there.
We always do a gift exchange at the party and it’s one of those where you can choose to open a new gift, or steal a revealed gift from someone else.
I have learned over the years to always steal if it’s possible, and if there’s nothing that really strikes your fancy, then take the most popular present even if it’s nothing you particularly want.
Because someone ...Read More
I am a crazy woman.
This is what I baked today:
They are, beginning at the triangular shaped plate and going clockwise around the outside of the table, Chocolate Covered Nuts, Chocolate Chip Cookies, Cheery Cherry Cookies, Rosemary Shortbread, Lucye’s Persimmon Cookies, Peanut Butter Dog Cookies, Confectioner Sugar Cookies, Cranberry Oatmeal Cookies, Cranberry White Chocolate Chip, Santa’s Whiskers, Buttery Brown Sugar Slices, and Pomegranate Butter Cookies.
The three in the middle, left to right, are Lucye’s Peanut Butter Cookies, Lucye’s Oatmeal Craisin Cookies, and Plantation Chews.
Yes, that is fourteen varieties of cookies, and Chocolate Covered Nuts. I baked at least three dozen of every variety, meaning 14 times 3...Read More
I think we’re all a bit in shock because of the shooting today.
Perhaps the positive that can and will come from this horrible incident will be that we as a country will finally stop listening to the idiocy of the NRA and the Cold-Dead-Hands people and develop rational and enforced gun control legislation.
There’s nothing to say, really, other than what we all are feeling, that this is a tragedy of unimaginable horror. I will keep the families of those affected in whatever way in my thoughts, and I hope you will do the same.
So, I came home today from getting my nails done, and made two batches of which I have baked none yet. Tomorrow will be baking...Read More
So, I made it another cookie making evening.
I keep meaning to mention, too, in the vein of making your own vanilla extract, it’s also quite simple to make vanilla sugar.
Want the recipe?
Take some sugar and put it in a jar with a tight fitting lid. However much you want, probably between a cup and three. Take a vanilla bean or two, slice it lengthwise in half, and drop it in. If your jar is too small, cut them in pieces. Close the jar.
You have now made the sugar. You can let it sit however long you want, but probably at least a week. It’s lovely on cereal or fruit or in tea or coffee. When you’ve used half of it or so, add more sugar. Every six months or so, add another bean.
How complicated is that?
So, anyway, I made three kinds of cookies tonight...Read More
December 12, 2012 Dominance
I’ve been thinking about discipline a lot lately. Probably because I’ve been sort of alternating between feeling as though I’m way behind and feeling as though I’ve gotten a lot done, and that brings the concept to mind.
Obviously, there are different meanings for the word discipline.
In our lifestyle, one thing discipline can mean physical punishment. The good kind.
It can also mean discipline within a relationship. I might expect a certain level of discipline from those who serve me, the ability and the willingness both in order to keep their lives together, to get the things done they need to be done, and to do the things I ask them to do.
I find it funny that discipline has such a poor connotation so often in the vanilla world...Read More