You will all be stunned to learn that for the god-only-knows how many timeth in a row, I did not receive the Betty Crocker Housekeeper of the Year award. Equally distressing: there is no Good Housekeeping Seal of Approval.
Found in the back of our baking supply cupboard was a squeeze-jar of honey. It was a perfectly adorable little squeeze-jar bear. It was cute as a button. The honey inside had expired in 1987.
Betty was unforgiving. As she batted at a dust bunny the size of a standard poodle that was floating by her face, she made some cutting comments about my fastidiousness and my general expertise in the kitchen.
She not as sweet as she seems on TV.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
Amazed at the world
Don’t know about the rest of you, but I am pretty amazed at all the insurrection around the world. First Tunisia, then Egypt and now Libya, Yemen, Bahrain… et al. There is the scary side; right wing Islamic groups could win the day, but I have hope.
And what of those right wing groups in Wisconsin? They don’t think teachers are worth what they are paid? Sorry, I don't have the ability to be a teacher and I can't imagine a big enough salary to make me want to learn how to be a teacher.
I SUPPORT TEACHERS 100% PERCENT.
And what of those right wing groups in Wisconsin? They don’t think teachers are worth what they are paid? Sorry, I don't have the ability to be a teacher and I can't imagine a big enough salary to make me want to learn how to be a teacher.
I SUPPORT TEACHERS 100% PERCENT.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Recent headlines
From MSNBC.com, “Fast times at Daytona 500”.
From KATU. Com, “Royal wedding invites posted”.
From CBSNews.com, “Aide planning tell-all about time with Palin”.
From KGW.com, “Duerson’s kin donating his brain for research”.
Who’da thunk it? Journalism at the cutting edge.
From KATU. Com, “Royal wedding invites posted”.
Now I’m gonna be sitting around the old homestead on pins and needles whilst I wait for my writ of attendance. I’ll go get some tea and scones.
From CBSNews.com, “Aide planning tell-all about time with Palin”.
God no… please… I know too much as it is. I can’t take another bite.
From KGW.com, “Duerson’s kin donating his brain for research”.
Okay, first, who is Duerson? And exactly whos brain is getting donated. And who is it getting donated to? Should I be standing in line somewhere?
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Former Op-Ed Piece
Sadly, Max has learned the password to post on my blog. For anyone who read his earlier post, I apologize. I am embarrassed that so much anger and venom originated from my household. I have deleted the post to avoid sanctioning by the authoritarians that control the internet.
Max had just read a news article stating that 60% of Americans felt it was justified to declaw a housecat. He was angry. All the same, his brutal assassination of your character and your value to planet Earth was uncalled for. His comparison to putting bamboo under your finger nails, while location specific, was not a scientifically valid comparison. Trust me, his call for revolt will go unheeded among the general domesticated housecat community.
But if you’re ever in a dark alley and hear a loud screech… well, you’re on your own.
Max had just read a news article stating that 60% of Americans felt it was justified to declaw a housecat. He was angry. All the same, his brutal assassination of your character and your value to planet Earth was uncalled for. His comparison to putting bamboo under your finger nails, while location specific, was not a scientifically valid comparison. Trust me, his call for revolt will go unheeded among the general domesticated housecat community.
But if you’re ever in a dark alley and hear a loud screech… well, you’re on your own.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Why I missed the sib call, or confessions of a social butterfly.
I know you are all thinking, “There is only one reason Mac would miss the sib call: sex, drugs and rock and roll.”
Well, first of all, ‘sex, drugs and rock and roll’ are three things. And for another thing, at my age it isn’t ‘sex, drugs and rock and roll’, it is ‘sex, drugs or rock and roll’. But that is a whole other blog.
But now, the real reasons I missed the sib call are two women I have known, kind of, sort of, for the last 20 years; Faith as a friend of a friends and Mary as a quasi-customer. Since Richard joined the choir at St. Mary’s, I have gotten to know Faith and Mary better. Mary is the director and Faith is the organist. I attended Faith and George’s 50th Anniversary party, (Mary and Leroy’s 50th Anniversary was a number of years ago) and had the unfortunate honor of attending George and Leroy’s funerals. I know you’re all wondering, “That’s all fine and good, but qu’est-ce que le buzz? Why the hell would Mac miss the sib call for these two women?”
Well, no one knows the exact dates, but everyone is absolutely certain that by February of 1961, Mary was the director of the choir at St. Mary’s and Faith the organist; they may have been in those roles in the late ‘50s. So there was a potluck at the parish to honor the two women and their years of service. I had pushed for it, so I thought I needed to attend.
I think it is pretty amazing that these two women have served for over 50 years. (Eek, a century!) And these are no high paying positions they have. Rumor has it they don’t even receive a modest stipend. Some have said there were times they had to buy music out of their own pockets.
So, my hat is off to Mary and Faith. I hope you both have 50 more years! If it’s any sign, Faith’s mother was at the potluck tonight.
Well, first of all, ‘sex, drugs and rock and roll’ are three things. And for another thing, at my age it isn’t ‘sex, drugs and rock and roll’, it is ‘sex, drugs or rock and roll’. But that is a whole other blog.
But now, the real reasons I missed the sib call are two women I have known, kind of, sort of, for the last 20 years; Faith as a friend of a friends and Mary as a quasi-customer. Since Richard joined the choir at St. Mary’s, I have gotten to know Faith and Mary better. Mary is the director and Faith is the organist. I attended Faith and George’s 50th Anniversary party, (Mary and Leroy’s 50th Anniversary was a number of years ago) and had the unfortunate honor of attending George and Leroy’s funerals. I know you’re all wondering, “That’s all fine and good, but qu’est-ce que le buzz? Why the hell would Mac miss the sib call for these two women?”
Well, no one knows the exact dates, but everyone is absolutely certain that by February of 1961, Mary was the director of the choir at St. Mary’s and Faith the organist; they may have been in those roles in the late ‘50s. So there was a potluck at the parish to honor the two women and their years of service. I had pushed for it, so I thought I needed to attend.
I think it is pretty amazing that these two women have served for over 50 years. (Eek, a century!) And these are no high paying positions they have. Rumor has it they don’t even receive a modest stipend. Some have said there were times they had to buy music out of their own pockets.
So, my hat is off to Mary and Faith. I hope you both have 50 more years! If it’s any sign, Faith’s mother was at the potluck tonight.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
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