Cirque du Soleil: Squirrel Style

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We are entertained by our squirrel friends who stop by daily to munch birdseed and perform amazing acrobatic feats of bravery and skill.  If we are not early enough, they wait patiently on the lip of the shop roof wondering when breakfast will be served.

Since the fires east of Portland, our bird population at the feeder has at least doubled.  The squirrels and birds take turns munching as if revolving acts in a play put on for our entertainment.

Early afternoon everyone leaves as our neighbor’s cat does his walk through.  Once he leaves, the back yard gets back to a flurry of activity.  Squirrels vs birds, birds vs birds, squirrels vs squirrels….the drama is endless.

 

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Plating – Wow

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It is said that you eat with your eyes before your other senses.  That is true with me.  When I saw this plate I thought….yummmm.  My second thought was…how do they do that?  I remember eating crunchy tacos that fell over and then later soft tacos that would also fall over.  What was this magic?

Glad to say, the fish tacos were delicious and it didn’t take long for me to learn the secret.

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Haha!  Presentation, presentation, presentation.

Amazon Prime Madness

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“Try it FREE for a month…..”

Six most dangerous words online.  “Try Amazon Prime,” they said.  “You’ll love it,” they said.

Well, dang it, “they” were right and I may now be hooked.

I started my month timidly, making sure I was ONLY getting what I would otherwise buy.  Three weeks in, I’m LOOKING for things to buy.  Lord, have mercy.

It started with Divina Dolmas, the best stuffed grape leaves I have ever eaten.  One 4.4 lb can makes four meals for Hubs and myself.  Add a salad, and there ya go!  The shipping for a can a month would pay for Amazon prime (so I told myself).  What a deal.

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While searching for more goodies, I found a six pack.  I mean, who does not need 26.4 lbs of dolmas.  I sure do.  Amazon probably thinks I am part owner of a Greek restaurant.  So now I have cans stuffed around closets, etc. since our pantry can only hold one can.

The box came with 3 straight cans, two with dings, and one soundly smashed.

Will I continue Amazon Prime after the 30 days.  I do not know.  But I have enough dolmas to eat while I think about it.

Costco is Cool

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If you are around me long enough, somehow, somewhere, the store “Costco” will work its way into the conversation.  Yup, I love Costco.  Sure you have to be careful and not buy 60 pairs of white socks, but if you shop around you’ll find some great deals.

What does this have to do with the picture of this stranger on a sofa pretending Costco is his living room?  Well, we have had several days of record breaking heat in Salem, Oregon.  When I say record breaking, I mean….since temperatures were written down and kept…record breaking.

Hubs and I zipped over to pick up a few items during one of those three digit days and caught this gentlemen beating the heat in the air conditioned store.

Wonder if he comes with the sofa.

Enjoy the moments…

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This is just silly.  Yes.  I embrace silly.  I need as much silly in my life as possible.

Monday I learned that the ashes of a twitter friend were being spread by her family.  You may think…”twitter friend?” How do you bond with someone you have never met? I can’t explain it, but as one shares daily…it just happens and the loss is felt.

The very same Monday I attended a ‘Celebration of Life’ service for a co-worker of mine who died suddenly at 42.  Full of life and adventure one day and then just gone the next.

So, I’m okay with silly.  I want to enjoy adventures NOW and not put them off.  I want to show my appreciation to those around me (face to face and online).  I want to savor the quiet spaces and notice the beauty around me every day.

Enjoy the moments…

 

Piles

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I fool myself into thinking I’ve cleaned the house when everything looks good, but the drawers are filled with stacks.  Lately I have been trying to live a more organized life, going through papers and deciding where they belong:  Keep, recycle, shred, burn.

Last night I carried a bundle of paper to my husband with the question, “What is this and why do we have it?”  (We had no idea.)

Why are piles so appealing to me.  I once read that when you bring the mail in, touch everything once.  Decide to recycle, toss, or keep for later bill paying or answering.  That sounded like heaven, but I never seemed to get there.  When papers pile up, I tend to move them around and begin a new pile.

Sometimes while going through a pile you find a treasure.  I found a handwritten note from my mom taped to a special prayer my dad had written.  Actually, I found two.  With that mix of sadness and delight, I slipped the messages into a plastic protector.  Keep.

My journey continues….going through stacks.

Are you a stacker, a tosser, or organized?  What are your best tips for my project?  Would love to hear from you.

What day is this?

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There is a rhythm of the school year in most USA learning institutions that begins around September and ends in June.  Although the beginning dates may change a little here and there, these have been the seasons of my life since I was five.

When I received my bachelors from the University of Kansas, I realized that the teaching job I had wanted from the time I was 10 was not the job I wanted as a 20 year old. I had changed. I no longer wanted to teach small children.  But then what?

After graduation, I moved to a different state and tried a variety of occupations for a couple of years.  This did not work out.  If I was a waitress, I would quickly become the one singled out to train the others.  In the print shop, I became the one who trained others on printers, computers, mailing processes, etc.  What was the universe trying to tell me? I fell in love with American Sign Language and was, within two years, teaching others.

It all came back to learning and teaching and the cycles of the school years.  New Years Eve was never a big deal for me.  It seemed to cut my year in half.  The real NYE was always the night before the first day of school.

So, I followed my calling and became a trainer, teacher, and then instructor at a Community College. After what seemed like a lifetime in education, I decided to early retire.  I was able to….so did.  I wondered when the rhythms would tilt and move to match the rest of the country.

What has happened?  The gentle tilt has become a spin.  I seem to have no sense of the calendar at all.  “What is today?” is a question I’ve asked my spouse on more than one occasion.

While I believe that old dogs CAN be taught new tricks, I may always live the rhythms of a school year.  That’s okay, I just have to learn to figure out which day of the week it is.

And really, if that’s my biggest problem, I am blessed indeed.