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Sizzling Heat Wave Tightens Grip onNortheast

The temperature hit 103 degrees in New York City and 102 in Philadelphia, breaking records for the day, both set in 1999. The temperature also soared past the century mark in Boston, Washington and Newark, N.J., and broke records in Providence, R.I., and Hartford, Conn. NY Times: July 6th

Power outages, one death reported in Northeast heat wave

Headline: News Today: July 10th

Heat Wave Set To Bake U.S. This Weekend

Headline-The Huffington Post: July 17th

I think most of my readers are in the Northeast and you KNOW we have been having wave after wave of heat – the hottest June and now we are mid-July and still being cooked!!

There’s ONLY one way to cool off

THINK COLD – LET ME HELP YOU WITH THE MIND SET

Central Park, Murray Head photographer

Huddled against the cold wind

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Classic Central Park scene

Central Park, Murray Head photographer

Bethesda Fountain after the storm

murray head photographer

Footbridge in the snow

central park, murray head photographer

Gottcha!

Am I smiling or is my face frozen?

murray head photographer, central park

This is THE MAN behind the lens - MURRAY HEAD

Meet the man with the camera! This is Murray Head; good friend, photographer, artist and one of the sweetest guys I know!!

All photos taken in Central Park and courtesy of Murray Head

Oh WELL color me BLUE today!  I cannot believe yesterday happened; one mere mention of a fairly insignificant blog on the SITS site and WOWIE YIKES – I had 259 hits to my blog in one day!!! Talk about a rush…it was so exciting for me because yes I am one  of those bloggers who checks their stats just to see if any of the world is listening.

So what happens the next day when you look at your stats and the graph shows a line literally going up and off the chart and then there is a straight downward line which looks like it hit zero.  Ugh, how depressing!  The fact is the line did not hit zero it just looks that way and I guess for the next month until my graph moves beyond my day in the sunshine, all my stats will look puny.

It’s okay, I understand it was only 15 minutes of fame BUT what a great 15 minutes it was.  I was a very grateful blogger and wrote to each person who commented thanking them for stopping by.  Along the way I came across several very interesting blogs and got some good inspiration and even subscribed to a couple.  I think I found a fellow blogger at the Jersey Shore, one town away.  And speaking of the shore, I got to get off the computer, take a shower, go get some Starbucks and maybe just maybe put on bathing suit and go to the beach – it’s hotter than hell already this morning and me who owns a cottage still has a bottle tan.  Well that’s what fear of the dreaded bathing suit will do to you or in other words, if you didn’t lose weight in the spring, you’ll be sorry in the summer.

Not in my wildest dreams did I expect to find one of my blogs featured in Potluck Friday. I am sOOOOOO honored.  And how did I know? Well…. opened up the blog this morning and saw a LOT of comments about my Thursday blog and when one of them said, “Congratulations on your SITS day” I thought what is this person talking about?

SITS, SITS Girls

The Secret is in the Sauce

I posted my Fab Foto Friday blog just after midnight and that’s why I didn’t start the day by THANKING Tiffany and Heather for choosing one of my blogs for their Potluck Summer Friday!!! Therein lies the difference between the Mommies who have to get up early with their young kids and husbands whereas I am pounding the keyboard at midnight!

SITS is a super great community of caring, well-wishing, energetic and talented bloggers!  I think most of the community consists of Mommy Bloggers and even though I am a GRANDMOMMY, I find their insights and observations refreshing AND I have learned so much from the group about blogging, promoting your blog and am fascinated by the endless treasure trove of ideas that pop up on blogs that I can adapt for myself.  THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!

If you could remember how to laugh like a kid, be free like a kid, enjoy life like a kid, and play like a kid,  your life would be fuller, your face would have less lines, your health would be better and each day would be an adventure.

Innocence is Beautiful

Tibetan Day Parade 2008, New York city

A Knowing Smile

Easter parade 2010

I'm Late!

ice cream bar

I know I have chocolate on my face, I put it there!

New York parade

Pensive

All photos courtesy of Murray Head

  1. Removes gum from floor mats.
  2. Prevents oxidation on battery connections
  3. Helps protect rubber trunk molding.
  4. Drives moisture from wet bicycle chains
  5. Removes gum from the bottom of shoes
  6. Shines golf clubs
  7. Lubricates sticky drawers
  8. Keeps wicker chairs from squeaking
  9. Stops squeaks on baby cribs
  10. Lubricates piano lid hinges
lubricates, stops squeaks, miracle can

WD-40

I LOVE to play Mah Jongg!  I always wanted to learn and I have no idea why.  Being the Martha junkie that I am, several years ago there was an article in her magazine, Martha Stewart Living about Mah Jongg sets and I fell in love with the tiles and the idea of owning a set.  Soooo being the true collector that I am, I bought one – PINK tiles of course!  I kept the set for years, sometimes opening it up to admire these mysterious tiles and wonder what they all meant because I surely had no clue.

About 5 or 6 years ago I was at work one day and heard one of the brokers talking about going to play Mah Jongg.  I couldn’t believe my ears and immediately I said to Haley, “oh you play? I want to learn” .  Haley invited me to join her group for an evening and they were kind enough to let a TOTAL novice play along with them, well actually Haley and I played together on one card.  That was my introduction and I was HOOKED!!  I played a few more times with them and brought along another friend, Bobbie who also worked with us and who had played when she was younger.  Talk about a CRAK addiction!  I wanted to form a group. I wanted to play every week.  Haley’s group was a little less formalized, they played when they could all get together.   It just so happens that shortly thereafter I was at my friend Gail’s mothers memorial service and somehow I must have uttered the word Mah Jongg – “Mah Jongg” up pipes Sarajane, one of Gail’s friends and soon to become one of mine – she knew how to play and wanted to play and was eager to form a group too.  Now we were three.  We got Haley to play with us a couple of times but her schedule didn’t allow her to join us on Monday nights.  I contacted my sister-in-law Stacey and asked her if she wanted to be in a weekly group and she did and she knew how to play too.  OH BOY – we had a group and we were ready to roll those dice and clack those tiles.

That was, as I said several years ago, and along the way our group has added and lost a member or two but we remain 5 determined committed women who LOVE to play this ancient game of chance and we play every Monday night which has led to our group’s name of Monday Night Mah Jongg Mavens. Corny but cute.  We had another name that I was partial to and not sure why it got dropped as time went on and that was “This is Not Your Mother’s Mah Jongg”.

And as time went on and my CRAK addiction took hold, it was only natural that I would want to collect some vintage Mah Jongg sets.  No new ones for me – I wanted the real thing, the aged smooth tiles worn by time and love to a smooth silky surface, the paint faded away on some but still retaining their original artistry.  OK, so truth be told I now own  a few, maybe several or some might say many sets. This is not an easy item to collect or display in terms of shelf space!  Nevertheless, I love my sets dearly.  Each one chosen because of its rarity, or the sheer beauty of the tiles themselves, particularly the depth of color of the vintage bakelite or style of the One Bams and the White Dragons (also known as Soaps).

Tonight I’m off to the Museum of Jewish Heritage to see a special Mah Jongg exhibition.  I know it will be more than a few sets on display, perhaps I’ll find out what drew so many American Jewish women to this game.  I’ve attached a link to an article that appeared in they New York Times in March about the game and the upcoming exhibition and a couple of photos of some of my vintage tiles.

Martha Stewart Living, pink mah jong mah jonng tiles

My first set - PINK of course!

mah jongg, mah jong tiles, Four Winds, Soap, one bam

Vintage Four Winds caramel backed Mah Jongg tiles- Soap and One Bam

mah jong, mah jongg tiles, bone and bamboo

Vintage Pung Chow Mah Jongg bone and bamboo tiles

Museums Special Section – Recalling the Craze for a Game of Chance – NYTimes.com.

We’re in week 7 of exploring the conspiracy theory about the assassination of JFK.  The jury is still out on this with many of us who remember EXACTLY where we were and what we were doing the moment we learned when our President had been shot and died.

RUBY KILLS OSWALD

On Sunday morning, November 24th, millions of television viewers watched in shock as Lee Harvey Oswald was shot dead in the basement of Dallas Police Headquarters.  With Oswald gone, the evidence against him escalated.  On the 25th, the Dallas Police revealed they had found Oswald’s palm print on his rifle.  The funeral director later said that police officials had spent hours with Oswald’s corpse, leaving ink all over his hands.

Oswald’s  killer was Jacob Leon Rubenstein, a.k.a. Jack Ruby, owner of a local strip joint called The Carousel.  Ruby’s perfectly timed, unseen access to the basement suggests the complicity of one or more Dallas policemen. many of whom frequented  The Carousel, where they received free drinks and occasional  favors from Ruby’s “girls”.  Dallas Police Chief Jesse Curry chose the basement route for Oswald’s transfer to Dallas County Jail despite early morning phone  calls a warning of a plot to kill Oswald “right there in the basement”.  The officer in charge of basement security was Lt. George Butler, whom Ruby had known since 1947.  Like many Dallas police Butler was a KKK man and he moon lighted as a personal security guard for oil billionaire H.L. Hunt.  Moments before the shooting, Ruby concealed himself behind his friend of 11 years,  Detective William “Blackie” Harrison.

In 1963, Ruby’s failing nightclub was for sale, and he owed $40.000 in back taxes.  Three hours after Kennedy’s assassination, he went to his bank with $7000 in large bills.   He then closed his club and for two days stalked Oswald, visiting the police station several times before finally silencing him.   Had someone made Ruby an offer he couldn’t refuse?

Dallas Police Headquarters, assassination of John F kennedy, JFK, The Carousel strip joint,  Lee Harvey Oswald,

Jack Ruby

If you’re lucky enough to have a garden and lucky enough to keep it watered during this drought-like weather (so many water restrictions these days!) you are probably at the point where the fruits of  your labors are beginning to ripen.  AND if you’re not growing your own, I’m not – not to worry – there is SO MUCH fresh, delicious and downright healthy vegetables in abundance in the Green Markets and fruit and vegetable stands everywhere that you SHOULD NEVER  buy your vegetables in the grocery store at this time of the year!!

JERSEY TOMATOES !! One day I’m going to do a blog JUST on Jersey tomatoes, but not today.  Here’s a few tasty recipes that will utilize your tomatoes.

Jersey tomatoes

Jersey Tomatoes

COLD TOMATO SOUP with ROSEMARY

2 slices of state French or Italian white bread, crusts removed

3 lb ripe tomatoes, peeled seeded and roughly chopped

1 tsp fresh rosemary leaves

1 -2  small garlic cloves, peeled

1 cup chicken stock

Salt + ground Pepper to taste

Juice of one lemon or more to taste

Soak bread in cold water briefly, squeeze dry and combine in a blender with tomatoes, and garlic (may have to do in 2 batches).  Drizzle stock into blender at low-speed, blend until smooth.  Pour mixture into bowl, season with salt and pepper – Chill and serve

Yield: 4 servings   Time: 15 minutes plus chilling time Source: New York Times

Ever been invited to a picnic and you need to bring a side dish? Yellow squash is a prolific vegetable at this time of year.  You might consider these casseroles as an alternative vegetable dish.

YELLOW  SQUASH CASSEROLE

1  1/2 LB yellow squash

1/2 cup chopped onion

1/4 cup chopped sweet pepper

Par boil first 3 ingredients

1/4 cup margarine melted

1/2 cup mayonnaise

1 cup sliced water chestnuts

1/2 cup grated cheddar cheese

pinch of sugar

2 eggs beaten

seasoned bread crumbs

Mix water chestnuts, grated cheese, margarine, eggs, mayonnaise and sugar in a bowl.  Add the par boiled ingredients  and spread in baking dish.  Top with some butter slice and seasoned bread crumbs.

Bake: 300 degrees  for 30 minutes

SUMMER SQUASH CASSEROLE (variation)

6 cups summer squash sliced

1/4 cup chopped onion

1 can cream of chicken soup

1 cup low fat sour cream

1 8oz package of stuffing mix

1/2 cup melted margarine

Par boil sliced squash and onion in salted water (5 min).  Drain and set aside .  Combine with soup and sour cream in large bowl.    Fold in the squash and onions.  Combine the stuffing mix and melted margarine.  Spread half of the stuffing mix in an 8″x12″ baking dish and spoon vegetable mix on top.  Sprinkle remaining stuffing on top.

BAKE: 350 degrees Time: 25-30 minutes

It seemed like such a good idea to plant those Sugar Snap Peas in the spring….now what?

SUGAR SNAP PEAS with MINT DRESSING

To trim a sugar snap pea, snap off the stem end, pull away the string;then remove the small fiber from the pointed end

1 lb sugar snap peas, trimmed

3 Tbsp finely chopped shallots

3 Tbsp rice-wine vinegar

1 tsp honey

1 tsp Dijon mustard

6 Tbsp olive oil

1 1/2 cups fresh mint leaves, roughly chopped

fresh ground pepper

Bring a small sauce pan of salted water to boil;  prepare an ice bath.  Add the peas to the boiling water, and cook until bright green and crunchy(about 1 minute).  Using a slotted spoon, transfer the peas to ice bath until cold.  Drain peas in a colander, transfer to a serving dish.  Combine shallots, vinegar, honey, mustard, olive oil, and mint in a jar with a lid.  Season with salt and pepper.  Cover and shake vigorously until well combined.  Let dressing stand 10 minutes. Pour dressing over peas – Toss and serve.

recipe from Martha Stewart Living






A simple little challenge expressed in six words…. Smith Magazine is the founder of the Six Word Memoirs and I have co-opted it into my weekly blog.  I think this might be the third or fourth week and within the framework of the basic premise ONE LIFE, I try to introduce a topic in hopes that some of my readers will participate and send in a Six Word Memoir of their own!!

Well, well, finally I’m pleased to report that I have one response to feature.

Gail:  Seriously funny, But not too serious

This week’s Six Word Memoirs topic is: Mother

My own for this week is   Cancer won – I lost my Mommy

Actually I have another one –  Mommies are forever kissing the booboos

Would love it if some more responses were sent in especially since I KNOW there are a couple of writers reading this blog!   And for fun, I suggest you visit the sites:   http://www.velvetverbosity.com where you will be introduced to the 100 word story challenge; some good writing and reading and http://www.smithmag.net/sixwords

Put your thinking cap on, exercise your brain, express yourself.


Nurse Ratched Here

I am SO NOT a nurse! Not enough empathy, not enough patience, high level of squeamishness and not enough curiosity about the human body and its functions.  If it works, I tend not to pay attention to it.  SOoooo now I find myself playing nurse for Peter.  I know that already this is going to sound rather callous and I don’t mean it to be because the fact is I do care – what I’m really referring to is his inability to be a “good patient” at home.   I believe that you have to do what they tell you to do because they told you to do it for a reason.

sexy nurse, hypodermic needle

This is Peter's Private Nurse

It started with the surgeon, then the RN, then the LPN, then the Physician’s Assistant  and the Nurse’s Aide and even the pharmacist- they all said  “YOU HAVE GOT TO WALK” !!  Apparently walking is the absolute mandate and cure-all for what is ailing him.  If he walks, then the gas they pumped into his stomach will move down and out, if he walks and the gas moves then he will feel better, and when he feels better he will want to eat – of course he can’t eat until the gas does move and consequently he doesn’t eat and takes a pain pill and then he’s dizzy and nauseous and then he doesn’t want to walk or eat.  NOW can you see the crazy merry-go-round we are on?  Also he somehow has misinterpreted the vow of in sickness and in health to mean I am now the RN, LPN and Aide all rolled into one.   Again let me clarify, I am happy to keep track of his meds and when he should take  them and prepare soft foods and keep him supplied with tea, Gatorade, apple juice, ice water and anything else my prince desires.   However, there are some things he really should do for himself.  The nurse showed him how to take care of incisions and how to work with and clean the equipment they sent home.   He doesn’t want to.  He can’t. Uh huh doesn’t this sound like a child who doesn’t want to do a chore you have assigned knowing full well they are capable of doing???  He woke me up at 7:30am this morning demanding that I help him.  When I suggested it was a little early to get up on a Sunday morning, he yelled that he couldn’t stay in bed anymore because he couldn’t stand lying on his back.  This was NOT a good way for us to start the day.

Right now as I sit here typing my frustrations away, he is watching television.   A half hour ago I finally got him out of the house, dressed, shaved and we were to go for a good long walk.  By the time we got to the corner, he said he didn’t feel well.  We walked one block and crossed the street and that was it for him.  He accused me of not being a good wife, not understanding how sick he feels and he wanted to go home.   Let me add that before we went out, I finally got some soft food into him; scrambled eggs and mashed potatoes (apparently he was fine then).    And now that he is sitting in the air-conditioned house he is fine.

THE PROBLEM IS HE IS SUPPOSED TO WALKING 2-3 MILES A DAY!!!

Sometimes a blog is just a rant – file me under raving lol lol.