THEY MELT MY HEART

DAY 54 & 55,  JUNE 24 & 25, 2018

Our last day in California was spent with good friends, seeing their pretty new house and watching their sons play softball.  Two games, two different fields.  Beautiful LA weather.  Lovely way to spend a Sunday.

I miss my dogs when I am away.  I have a wonderful house/dog sitter, thank you, Laurie, so I don’t worry.  I would just rather be with them than not.  When I am traveling and see other dogs, I can’t resist asking to pet them.  I need my dog fix.  Dogs make me happy.  Getting home after a trip and seeing their happy faces is the best part of coming home.  Meet  Albie; aka The White One, aka Albertini, aka Al, aka Bean, aka Teeny Tiny, and McGee; aka Mr. McGee, aka The Brown One, aka MCGEE!*#@&*, aka Bionic Dog, aka My Heart.

AHHHHHHHHHG!  So cute!  I love coming home to these guys.

One of the so many great quotes about dogs:  Dogs are not our whole life but they make our lives whole.  Roger Caras

HE WILL MELT YOUR FACE

Day 53, JUNE 23, 2018

What an amazing day.  We were in Pasadena, California for The Arroyo Seco Music Festival.  Tickets, a birthday present from my wonderful friend, Richard, who shares my passion for Neil Young but lives in Israel and couldn’t attend.

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We came specifically for Neil Young, the others were just icing on the cake.  Jack White came on just before Neil Young.  We were crammed, jam-packed, wedged, and squeezed in; if the guy next to me took a sip of his beer, I had to take a sip of mine.  A bit uncomfortable but too excited to care.  The young guy next to me, probably 23 or 24 years old asked if I had ever seen Jack White before.  I had not.  He said “he is gonna melt your face! He totally shreds it!”  I got half of that, the shreds it half.  I know that means he is going to play the guitar like a monster!  The “melt my face part,” caught me off guard, but I liked it and my excitement grew by bounds.  Jack White did not disappoint, he gives 110%.  I can’t wait to see him again, seriously, can’t wait!

About 20 minutes prior to Neil Young taking the stage, the crowd swelled.  It swelled in numbers and enthusiasm.  We were super close to the stage, about 20 rows back.  Jack White had gotten us primed.  If you haven’t been in a crowd like that before or for a long time, let me tell you I am not exaggerating when I say I could not move more than two inches in any one direction.  Again, a tad uneasy but too excited to care.  His incredible backup band, Promise of the Real includes two of Willie Nelson’s sons.  They started the set with a 20-minute version of  Like an Inca.  They played for 2 hours, this guy is just shy of 73 years old and still rockin!  Check out this link for the song list and comments from Neil Young about the show.   https://www.jambase.com/article/neil-young-writes-unplanned-set-promise-real-arroyo-seco-weekend

A beautiful and exhilarating day full of memories I will always cherish.

Neil Young is the prime example, the grand goal, if you will. He’s still shredding, and he never lost his credibility. Mac DeMarco


“I have a lot of faith in the younger generation of music lovers. Youth isn’t living in the past; if somebody tells them that there’s something better than what they have, they’re going to check it out. And if they like it, they’re going to get it. I’m not worried about the youth. Young people aren’t just looking back, they are also looking forward.”  — Neil Young

 

 

CALIFORNICATION

DAY 52, JUNE 22, 2018

Let’s dissect:  cali – fornication meaning something completely different than my intent of californi – cation as in California vacation.

My husband and I went to Pasadena, California for a concert.  We fell in love with the town for its many restaurants, fun nightlife, lovely architecture, and because we were able to walk everywhere rather than drive.

We arrived late afternoon and checked into the Sheraton Pasadena.  A nice hotel in a really convenient location with a very long, eery hallway, this is just half the length.

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We freshened up and hit the streets to explore.  We actually started contemplating moving to the very fine city.  Reality soon adjusted those errant thoughts when we remembered the incredibly high property tax, the traffic outside the Old Town area, the extremely high cost of living, and the plain and simple fact that we could never afford a place to live.  Otherwise, a fun little delusion.

We opted for Korean BBQ for dinner.  What could be more fun than being on vacation and cooking your own food!?!  We sat at a bbq table where you order raw meats and vegetables and cook it yourself.  A little duck, a little steak, a little pork and some veggies.  Small pieces that cook up fast, so you can keep adding more until you have had your fill.

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And what would make it better… beer of course or better yet, Sake Bombers.

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A fine start to a fun vacation.

Cali:  “There are no real Californians. There are only people who live there and people who don’t.” 
― Laura Kalpakian

 

 

AND SO STARTS THE SUMMER

Day 51, June 21, 2018

For many, summer is the prize for toughing out the year, our reward for hard work, the season most revered.  Of course, summer isn’t cherished by all.  In Arizona, it is the time of year a lot of us get out of Dodge, we fly the coup, find cooler pastures.  Our close-knit group of friends scatter;  some traveling to Ecuador, Northern AZ, Prague, Cruises, camping, California, and other cooler places.  We gather prior to say farewell and promise to post pics and share stories when we return.  We did just that on Day 51, where else, The Salt Cellar Restaurant for yet another beer and a bowl.  Do you see a trend evolving?  Should this be my cover photo?  Won’t you come join me?

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Quote to welcome summer:  “Spring passes and one remembers one’s innocence.
Summer passes and one remembers one’s exuberance.
Autumn passes and one remembers one’s reverence.
Winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance.” 
― Yoko Ono

SIGN DOWN – CHECK

Day 50, June 20, 2018

My promise was to myself; do something I love every day for 60 days and share it in my blog.  Here I am at 50 days!  Yikes, time does fly.  Am I feeling different?  Am I less distressed about the upcoming birthday?  Well, I didn’t say “impending birthday” so we have that.

I can definitely say that I have counted down the days with a more hopeful and less apprehensive attitude.  I am not at all feeling a funk.  Every day has been more or less splendid.

Today, I sold a house and who wouldn’t love that!  Sign down!

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I also had time to bake some cookies for a dear friend who was recently diagnosed with breast cancer.  I love, love her.  You’re gonna beat this Amber and I am going to be there any time you need me.

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Quote for my friend:  She stood in the storm and when the wind did not blow her way, she adjusted her sails.

 

 

BREAKFAST AT HOME AND THE POD ALLIANCE

DAY 47, 48, 49,  JUNE 17, 18, 19,  2018

My husband, Jim and I like to go out for breakfast on Sundays.  This particular Sunday, being Father’s Day, could mean a very long wait.  We are not waiters.   At Jim’s suggestion, we stayed home and made pancakes.  I found fresh blueberries in the refrigerator and got to work making a batch from scratch.  I made the batter, Jim did the cooking.  On the side, leftover steak, sliced thin; fresh and oh so sweet watermelon; warmed, maple syrup; and voila’, breakfast at home.  Is your mouth watering yet?  It wasn’t long before I needed a nap from all the sugar.

I am one lucky gal to have a man who loves to cook for me.  I hear it all the time from friends who aren’t as pampered.  When Jim travels I either eat out with friends or stay at home with a bowl of popcorn.  True story.  Or, and I don’t mean to brag, well maybe a little, he prepares a few meals for me for the days he will be away.  I KNOW, RIGHT!

On Monday, we became Pod People – Keurig Coffee dispenser owners.  I fought it hard for many reasons; the cost of the pods seems unreasonable, the wastefulness of the pods, and the way I drink coffee – I like to add half a cup of coffee at a time and drink it burning hot.  I learned while staying at a friend’s home during a visit to Maine, that I don’t have to use the pods, I can use my own coffee (comes with a filter for that) and I can brew as little as half a cup at a time.  Being the decisive person that I am, here we are, three years later with a Keurig.  I LOVE IT!

The days still come with work and responsibilities but I am up early to water my plants and tend my vegetable garden.  I go to bed early to read for an hour or two before falling asleep.  I just finished When Breath Becomes Air about the writer, Paul Kalanithi, a neurosurgeon and his battle with cancer.  I found it an interesting perspective on critical illness.

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Quote:  Great things come out of being hungry and cold. Once you’re pampered, you get lazy. Rob Zombie

YOU GOT ME [BLINDFOLD & ALL]

DAY 46, JUNE 16, 2018

I was asked to hold the date.  I was told I would be gathered.  I was then blindfolded, put into a car and driven about ten minutes from my home.    I had no idea where I was going.  Sound like the beginning of a best selling mystery novel?  Nah.

A group of friends put together a Suprise Craft Party, a SCRAPY if you will.  Say whaaaat!  Friends, food, booze, and crafts; what could be more fun!  Each cagey, I mean crafty gal introduced a craft and supplied everyone the necessary items to complete the craft.  We made a dog pull toy from flannel shirts, 2 kinds of gemmed candle jars, 2 detox foot soaks, giant decorative clothespins, patriotic rice candles, and bottlecap flowers.  We had amazing salads, pulled pork and 2 kinds of pie.  We had pink champagne, wine, cocktails, and beer.  We settled in and created fond memories.

Below, with our booty. Our swag. Our bundle.

Thank you, Amber, for hosting and Laurie and all the girls for all your efforts putting this together.  You got me!

For Crafters:  Wife:  “I told you I could keep all of my crafts in one box.”  Husband:  “I wish you would stop calling our house a box.”