Saturday, June 30, 2007

Doctor Who - Que Sera Sera

An eerie version of the song as recommended by SpookyRach, with an eerily similar plotline of a Dr. Who.....enjoy

Friday, June 22, 2007


Reverend Mother writes:

"..or town, or suburb, or hamlet, or burg, or unincorporated zone, or rural area of your choice---pretty much anywhere but the southern hemisphere, it's summer. (Australians and others, consider this an invitation to take a break from winter for a while.)"

1. Favorite summer food(s) and beverage(s)

Hot weather lessens my appetite (a good thing in preparation for winter holiday feastings), so I like salads and light food. Salads with fruit are really good. (Whooops, almost forgot the beverage: Iced coffee, instead of hot coffee. Iced non-fat lattes, yum)

2. Song that "says" summer to you. (Need not be about summer explicitly.)

Baton: *tap tap tap* "Summertiiiiiiiiiiime........and the livin' is are jumpin'.........and the cotton is high.
Your daddy's ri-ich........and your mama's good lookin' hush little't you cry.
(and I sing that one really well too!!)

3. A childhood summer memory

In my pre-teen youth my mom and dad loved camping. Every year. Out we go to the national parks. And ghost towns. Dry dusty and, for a child, excruciatingly boring, ghost towns. I particulary remember one camping trip in Kings Canyon National Forest, where a squirrel befriended us and would come up and crawl into my lap for peanuts. It was the most magical thing. Sort of a Francis of Assisi moment, before I knew who St. Francis was.

4. An adult summer memory

September, 1992: After a brillilant holiday on the island of Kauai, on our last day when we were to leave, hurricane Iniki hit. Even though the hotel said we'd be safe staying there (we would not have been), we went to the airport anyway and ended up in the Kauai War Memorial auditorium, with it's copper roof. We sat in there for 8 hours, with no lights, listening to the Civil Defense radio band upgrading the hurricane every half hour. It hit Kauai straight on. Afterwards it looked like a bomb had decimated the place, but oddly every third or fourth house would still be standing, fully intact. A very surreal time.

5. Describe a wonderful summer day you'd like to have in the near future. (weather, location, activities)

I want to go back to the beach. San Clemente beach is just perfect. Wonderboy plays in the water all day with a friend, as I lazily watch from the shore, sipping a refreshing beverage. Doin' nothing, but enjoying the majesty of God's swimming pool.

Optional: Does your place of worship do anything differently in the summer? (Fewer services, casual dress, etc.)

This is California. Every Sunday is casual dress day. Up until this year there was no Sunday School, so we would miss a lot of church. This year they have a program, I'm happy to say. Once every summer there's Hawaiian shirt day for the men, but nothing for the women. But, as I said, it's California and it's hard to tell Hawaiian shirt day from any other. Hey! I have an idea, on Hawaiian shirt day, I'll wear one of my husband's!! That'll work.

Sunday, June 17, 2007


It's theme park aerobics this week, starting with Legoland tomorrow, Disneyland and California Adventure on Tuesday, with Universal and perhaps Knotts Soak City later in the week.

If there are adventures or tales of amazing feats and events I'll sneak 'em in. Although theme park aerobics are generally pretty predictable.

Saturday will be set aside for catching up on everything that has gone to hell in a handbasket last week and this week. Hoping the basket will be only singed. Sometimes I just sit in the middle of a maelstrom of clutter and wonder what happened to the staff. Did they really expect to be paid?

Meanwhile, I've started a story that I'll start posting after next week.

Had to do a Bizarre Romance. (I heard you, Rach).

Hope you are all enjoying the start of your summer as well!!

Saturday, June 09, 2007

Thursday, June 07, 2007


Cathy writes:
"We snitched a bit of time on an quiet island nearby this week. It was a last minute plan, escaping with a minimal amount of preparation. One must have essentials that make it a relaxing time. Perhaps you have had this opportunity to escape, or maybe it's only been a thought to get away. However, suppose you were told to pack some essentials for a trip to get away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life."

Describe your location, in general or specific terms and....

Well, I actually am going away next week. With friends who have an apartment two blocks from a beach in a nice town. Which is perfect, because beaches are my favorite vacation places. My first choice would be Hawaii. Kauai. I love that island. Even though I was there when Hurricane Iniki hit. It's still my first dream vacation choice. But for today's purposes I'll stick with the more local fun approaching.

1) What book(s) will you bring?

What I'm reading now, which is light and humorous: "Miss Julia Strikes Back". I think I will have read them all after this one. I like light and humorous on holiday.

2) What music accompanies you?

Usually I have to settle. Next week, however, I will have my country station on, with injected doses of Rascal Flatts and James Taylor. Maybe some Gerry Rafferty. Oh yes, and Jethro Tull. If it's in Hawaii, I love the local music. The soothing hulas and the raucous luau music.

3) What essentials of everyday living must you take (as in the health and beauty aids aisle variety)?

I must have my prescription skin potions, oh I must. Plus the non prescription, medical soapless wash and exfoliating pads. And the good sunscreen. Lipstick and mascara are all I do for everyday makeup. The sonicare toothbrush, floss and stimudents to keep my gums out of hiding. Lubriderm lotion. Shampoo. Extra conditioner to repay what the salt air steals. Intuition razor if it's more than 3 days. Tweezers for the hairs that shouldn't be. Comb and brush for the hair that should. Deodorant to persuade the locals that I'm friendly. Listerine to seal the deal. Q-tips. Nail clippers. Nail file. Motrin. And no perfume for me any more. The scented lotions are puhlenty. Especially the Bath and Body ones.

4) What technological gadgets if any, will you take with you or do you leave it all behind?

Just the cell phone. And it's only been used once last year when my dad was in the hospital. Oh, yeah and the electronic Sudoku.

5) What culinary delights will you partake in while there?

If it's Hawaii I go for the local fish. Next week, as long as I don't have to cook it and it doesn't jump off my plate or high five my fork, it's mealtime. As much as I love culinary excellence I really only crave just one extra special meal on vacation. I'd rather have more time to play.

As a bonus question, what makes for a perfect day on vacation for you?

Ahhhh. Sleep in until 8:00. Get up and enjoy a lazy breakfast with a newspaper and the crossword and sudoku puzzles. Then a brisk activity before lunch. A tour or a sail or a visit to a place of local interest. Then on with the swimsuits, gather the towels and it's off to the beach for lunch and play time. Play in the waves. Make sandcastles. Fly kites. Breathe deep the healing salted air. Watch the ocean for magical surprises. Like a school of dolphins swimming by, jumping out and waving "hey" with their tails. Or sea otters frolicking offshore. Tidepool snooping. Followed by a lovely swim at the pool of wherever we stay. A quick shower and a simple dinner with a lovely wine to complete the process of turning all the sharp edges into an calm pool of peace.

Sunday, June 03, 2007


Today a Presbyterian Church, famous for it's ambitious several phase building plan, held their first service in the brand new Worship Arts Building. The service was a joyful celebration that included the Cherub Choir and Praise Band leading the contemporary worship service.

Afterwards there was, as there is every week, a stampede to the restroom. The new restrooms in the building proudly boast four, count 'em, four stalls for the ladies as opposed to the two in the older restroom.

Imagine the horror. Imagine the grief, when it was discovered that one of these brand new beautiful stalls was locked with no one inside.

The line grew longer and longer. Tensions mounted. Mutterings made a wave of noise up and down the line.


One brave and daring woman (that would be me) laid down on the brand new tile floor and shimmied under the locked door to the stall, discreetly avoiding the gaze of the ladies seated on the adjoining porcelain facilities. Before unlocking said door, she availed herself of the beautiful new toilet and then exited to applause and admiring congratulations.

Her mother spent the rest of the day bragging about her daughter being lithe and agile.

Her son just shook his head and said "she does stuff like that ALL the time."