Another Sunday

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Tomorrow I have the privilege of serving justice, the American way. I have been called for jury duty probably four times now and although I have been questioned for many cases, I have never actually served on a jury. So with a lot of reading material and some food I am off to the Bronx Court House tomorrow. This is the first time I have actually hoped that I don't get selected for a case. Opening Day is April 16.

This afternoon was spent at

the New York Botanical Gardens

Orchid Show. Breathtaking!

Back Again

April 4, 2009

Back from Michigan and ready to get my life, my finances, my house, my yard, my everything all cleaned out and organized. While I was gone Nick wiped my computer clean and reinstalled the OS. Now I am going to go through every file and picture and delete, clean up, do whatever has to be done. It is way past time.

We had a great, great night last night. We were fortunate enough to get great seats and be at the first baseball game played in the new Yankee Stadium. We remember leaving the old stadium last fall, all sad, nothing could replace it, so sad. Last night? What old stadium? What a beautiful place. It was so spacious going in it felt like walking through an airport. The interesting part was that the field is so very much like the old one that you feel the same watching the game. Well, except for the nice padded seats with significantly more room all around you. Well, I guess the prices also remind you of where you are. But there is such a big food selection. Fresh fruit stands! Sushi! EEEEEW! There is also a pretty fine dining restaurant that you see as you walk along the concourse. We really haven't explored it much yet.

We took time to go over and look at our seats for the season. Sweet. Never in the sun. Never ever in the rain. Very sweet. Nice and padded also. Field level, have to show your ticket to get into the section. No vendors hawking food. You place an order from the menu and the runner is there in about five minutes with your food. But the sweetest part is that we can just get out of our seats and walk right behind our section and get our own food also.

Now we just have to figure out what tickets we are going to sell and what games we want to see.

As always, the very best part of the experience was being there with Nick and Liz.

Just for you, Nick

There it is. I thought maybe I had taken a picture of it already. This is from March 10th. It is right below the kitchen window right by the concrete. The garlic in the front yard is over towards Mrs. Scotto's driveway.

And.........I knew you would love this picture......

Spring!

March 15, 2009

Spring is ready to burst open! The left is the hydrangea bush and the right is the lilac tree. I am on my way to Michigan for two weeks and when I get back these will all be green leaves. I hate to miss it but I will get to see buds coming out in Michigan, hopefully, as I think they are a little behind.

At last

March 10, 2009

I don't hate winter. Arguably, I don't live in a place where we have terrible winters. I am retired so the pressure of getting to work, mandating nurses to stay at work for 24 hours, trying to figure out what to do after that, is all gone. I have found Vinnie, the snow man, who will shovel all that I need shoveled for a reasonable cost. And I really don't have to go anywhere that I can't change to another time. So what is to hate about winter? Sometimes the brown, gray, drabby landscape gets depressing. That's about it.

But today--today I was very excited to get out in the yard and get a jump start to yard work.

Daffodils, garlic, chrysanthemums and hyacinths have all broken through!

Erratic

February 1, 2009

There are a few blogs that I read that people write every single day. I am amazed at how they can write every day without fail. It doesn't seem that their lives are especially more exciting than mine but they write about it in a more interesting manner. Well, Martha's days are jam-packed with exciting everything. Hers were so full that I stopped reading them because it is a little hard to relate to someone who always is up to amazing things, even if there are 45 people arranging everything for her.

Sylvia is enjoying her sweater keeping her very warm and cozy out in the cold, in addition to looking very chic.

Asa was born last night. Asa is the son of Liz's friend, Kelli. She was texting Liz in the morning while she was having contrctions and then we heard nothing until about 11PM last night telling us that Asa made his entry around 10PM. That is all that we know at this point. His sweater has been waiting for him for a couple of weeks.

Janet sent me a picture of a hat she wanted about a month ago. I got as close as I could. Not too bad.

I looked at my book list yesterday and figured out that I have read exactly 175 books since I retired in July of 2005. That is almost exactly one/week. It is nice.

"Eclipse", number three of the Stephenie Meyers' series. It was pretty good, as good as the first two. Am going to wait to read the last one. Well, the last one for now since the author seems to be pouting now about the next book.

This book, oh, this book. One of my neighbors gave this to me a week ago to read and it is fascinating. It is the story of the author's experience with bipolar disease. She is so so sick, so sick. There is a lot of discussion in the field of psychiatry about whether or not kids can really be bipolar but she definitely was. By the time she was nine years old she was bulimic. Pure madness in her brain all the time. I find myself having to stop reading it because it is so exhausting. When working in psych I always thought about how awful it must be to live with the demons that some of these people live with. This book absolutely demonstrates that. I can only think that she will eventually manage it as she was able to write this book as well as a book about her bulimia.

So cold

Saturday, January 17, 2009

Oh, goodness. It is all anyone is talking about but it is soooo cold. Just so cold.

And then this story. I just was so cold even thinking about the experience. I just couldn't imagine...... Sometimes when I get on a plane and I look at the pilot I think that maybe I would be more comfortable with a younger pilot. It is a stupid thought but it happens. I don't think it I will ever have that thought again.