Spirits Abound
21/11/09 08:42
All the little boys and all the little girls are soundly asleep on this oh-so-fine Saturday morning before Thanksgiving. I've been diddling with my iPhone trying this, that, and the other thing to tune her up. And what a fine puppy she is. Even Nancy is smitten with the device. And she doesn't cozy up to technology easily. Of course, I have to have all the latest and greatest apps even if they push me over the 11 page limit. So some fine fellow, faced with this oh-so-vexing problem, created a very fine little app entitled "Categories." The app allows you to create folders to store all your little apps by category so you know where they are at any given time. All you need to do is to remember which folder you put them in. The best example I can offer is the folder I created to store all my radio apps. It is aptly entitled, "My Radios". I was a radio buff in the pre-digital world and it is no different now that I can play my internet radio anywhere, anyplace. It helps to have a Wi-Fi connection. Is the world getting smaller or is it my imagination?
We missed the opportunity this year to place our order for a nice organic holiday turkey. You know, the kind that doesn't ooze rivulets of saline and sugar at the first hint of heat. I'll pass on the pop-ups found on the frozen birds of the local grocery stores and rely instead on my own trusty thermometer. Call me old fashioned, I don't care. If I could have a fat free turkey, to go with my skim milk and whole wheat crackers, I might like that as well. Then again, maybe not. A buddy of mine won't buy beef unless it has a fat content in the 70's. "That's where all the flavor comes from", he professes in a Julia Child-like exclamation. I'm a 93% kind of guy and, quite honestly, prefer a leaner source of protein depending on the dish. I wouldn't much care for a bison burger, but I'll have it in spades in my chili. That may explain why my total cholesterol is 111. Keep those whole grains a-comin. So, I'm not sure what we have for a back-up plan for the bird. We may be able to snag one from one of the local meat stores who typically order an extra or two for folks like us who are just too busy to get it all together. One day at a time.
The Ev-Man has been invited to spend his February break with his friend's family in the fine state of Florida. Sweet. I think they're heading to a town adjacent to one of my favorite haunts at the very southern tip of that great state, Key West. Good for him. He has a lot to do between now and then and keeping his grades in check is at the top of the list. That boy needs to work to get it right. That is to say, it doesn't come naturally to him. He is prone to flights of imagination as are most young men his age and he's lucky if he can remember to carry home the right books and assignments on any given day of the week. There is only so much a parent can do to help their child when the child doesn't want to help himself or herself. You just worry, that's all. You worry that they are making wrong choices and not understanding the consequences. Oh, to be young and reckless again.
We missed the opportunity this year to place our order for a nice organic holiday turkey. You know, the kind that doesn't ooze rivulets of saline and sugar at the first hint of heat. I'll pass on the pop-ups found on the frozen birds of the local grocery stores and rely instead on my own trusty thermometer. Call me old fashioned, I don't care. If I could have a fat free turkey, to go with my skim milk and whole wheat crackers, I might like that as well. Then again, maybe not. A buddy of mine won't buy beef unless it has a fat content in the 70's. "That's where all the flavor comes from", he professes in a Julia Child-like exclamation. I'm a 93% kind of guy and, quite honestly, prefer a leaner source of protein depending on the dish. I wouldn't much care for a bison burger, but I'll have it in spades in my chili. That may explain why my total cholesterol is 111. Keep those whole grains a-comin. So, I'm not sure what we have for a back-up plan for the bird. We may be able to snag one from one of the local meat stores who typically order an extra or two for folks like us who are just too busy to get it all together. One day at a time.
The Ev-Man has been invited to spend his February break with his friend's family in the fine state of Florida. Sweet. I think they're heading to a town adjacent to one of my favorite haunts at the very southern tip of that great state, Key West. Good for him. He has a lot to do between now and then and keeping his grades in check is at the top of the list. That boy needs to work to get it right. That is to say, it doesn't come naturally to him. He is prone to flights of imagination as are most young men his age and he's lucky if he can remember to carry home the right books and assignments on any given day of the week. There is only so much a parent can do to help their child when the child doesn't want to help himself or herself. You just worry, that's all. You worry that they are making wrong choices and not understanding the consequences. Oh, to be young and reckless again.