Butter
We had corn on the cob with dinner tonight, and per usual pattern around here – I simply put a pat of butter on each plate rather than putting out a whole stick-o-butter on the table. After dinner, while putting the plates in the dishwasher,…
We had corn on the cob with dinner tonight, and per usual pattern around here – I simply put a pat of butter on each plate rather than putting out a whole stick-o-butter on the table. After dinner, while putting the plates in the dishwasher,…
Found a juicy paragraph in the grandparent correspondence. This one is from my grandfather brother (John) describing a party: When Dee was home several weeks ago we had quite a party at Bud’s house, although I imagine Dorothy (my grandmother) has given you most of…
So I’m sitting up until all hours, watching Black Hawk Down, because my brother in law went and reminded me of it, so now I have to watch it again. And I’m at the scene where the dude with the strange and mysterious skill that’s…
Reading a phenomenal book, titled Every Man Dies Alone. It’s historical fiction about the German (internal) resistance to the Nazis during world war 2. Apparently the author survived those times – wrote the book in a frantic 25 days – and then killed himself. It…
Fall is in the air. I can feel the weather change in my bones … and the ragweed in my sinuses. redmeds brother and sister-in-law came up for a weekend visit, and it was great. We’ve all settled out to the point where we were…
With the somewhat overhyped passage of hurricane Earl (AKA rev_e), the lawn got some much needed rain – but things are otherwise stable. The rain knocked some fraction of the pollon out of the air for a few brief hours, which is very nice. As…
Was discussing various things with redmed this evening via skype, and the topic of wolverines came up. Wolverines, for those who don’t know, are the meanest member of the weasel family. Skunks are also members of the weasel family. The discussion started with skunks, since…
I am exhausted, but satisfied. Been running around like the proverbial decapitated chicken for the last several days. It started with the 16 hour drive from Boston to Michigan – we decided not to risk the border crossing with a trailer full of boxes. That…
I am in the middle of a truly marvelous adventure. Let me show you it. My dad lives in Virginia. He is moving to Western Michigan. He had planned to load a trailer with stuff and make a run up the East coast to deliver…