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Today in My History

2000:  The Americanization of Emily
2001: 
Up Close and Personal
2002: 
Who Was that Masked Man?
2003: 
4 Stars

2004: Sir Arthur and His Court
2005: Paranoia
2006: 17 Miles and Then Some More
2007: Tea Totalling
2008: Play It Again, Sam
2009:  Feelin' Good
2010:  Rain, Rain, Don't Go Away
2011:  Sharing.
2012: Sometimes I'm a Quitter
2013: 
Ptomaine

2014: The Good Times
2015  95 and Counting
2016: 90 Year Olds
2017: Battling the Bugs
2018:
One of "Those" Days
2019: I Love My Library
2020:
Sunday Stealing

Books Read in 2021
 Updated 10/24
"Gone for Goood" by
Harlan Coben

Theater Reviews
Updated 9/27
Singin' in the Rain
Mary Poppins


My family

Bev's 65 x 365

Books Read in 2021
Books Read in 2020

Books Read in 2019
Books Read in 2018

Books Read in 2017
Books Read in 2015
Books Read in 2014
Books Read in 2013

Books Read in 2012
Books Read in 2011
Books Read in 2010


Cast (updated 7/16)

Email
(you know how to fix it)
 


Some Background Links:
The Philosophy of Juice & Crackers
The story of Delicate Pooh
The story of the Piņata Group
Pumpkin pies
Who IS this Gilbert person anyway?
Sold!


mail to Walt / mail to Bev

RECORD RAIN

25 October 2021

Rain.  Real rain.  As in big drops falling for hours all afternoon.  When was the last time I saw real rain?  And will it stay around for a day or two?  Probably not.  But I'll take it this afternoon.  Ned plans on having something with basil in it for dinner...he's going to have to wade to the basil plant!

[the 11 p.m. news reported that with 5+ inches of rain Sunday, Sacramento had more rain than it has had since 1880 (no that's not a typo...1880). 

11:24 p.m.: Sacramento made history Sunday when it broke the record for most rainfall in a single calendar day. As of this writing, 5.31 inches fell Sunday, the last record being 5.28 inches on April 20, 1880. - KCRA News

It was another day cuddled in the recliner, reading a book.  I have read so little this year, and now I've read three books in one week, all easy reading books.  I have to clear away books in my stack to get ready for November 23, when Book #9 of the Outlander series is to be released.  I probably won't move from the recliner until I finish it (and it will probably be at least 1,000 pages).

I've also started getting serious about podcasts.  I know I've asked this before, but didn't take note of what anybody told me.  If you have a good free podcast I should check out, can you leave a note in the messages?  I listened to two of Jon Stewart's podcasts and one of Hoda Kotb  (a delightful chat among herself, Oprah, and Maria Shriver, Oprah's good friend for more than 40 years.  The most interesting part of that hour long discussion was hearing Shriver talk about her childhood and how bad it was and how she never felt "cherished" by her mother.  Certainly a different perspective of the Kennedy family than we get from the media!)



I recently bought myself a holder to put my glasses in at night.  When I leave them on the table next to the recliner, I have a hard time finding them in the dark and sometimes I drop them on the floor.  I don't know why I didn't get one of these years ago.  But Ned has holders for his glasses and it gave me the idea.

As I took the glasses out of the holder this evening, my thumb touched the actual glass and it brought back a vivid memory of my father. 

He had two things he was very particular about -- his shoes and his glasses.  If you accidentally tripped over his shoes or touched his glasses, he got very angry.  He polished his shoes like patent leather.  I think because he always wanted to be in the military (but couldn't because he was 4F) he at least tried to be as neat and tidy as a military person would be.

I'm not sure how he managed it, but when he was teaching me to dance, he had me stand on his shoes as he danced me around the room.  He must have made sure my shoes were off.

I remember a night when my parents were visiting neighbors and had brought a blankets to wrap me in to carry me home.  I was probably 3 or 4 because Karen wasn't there, and I had claustrophobia.  When we got out into the street, he put the blanket over my face to protect me from the air, I panicked and waved my arms and touched his glasses.  I still remember him standing there in the dark on the street yelling at me for daring to touch his glasses.

I would drive him nuts if he could see my glasses.  It is impossible for me to keep them clean and they drive everybody nuts because they are so covered with stuff.

PHOTO OF THE DAY


Ned has decorated for Halloween
 

 

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