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Daylight savings time world

Daylight savings time world (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

This is the montra you used to use when you were invited to a cocktail party and didn’t know anyone except the hostess.  This is what your mother told you should begin polite conversation with the opposite sex. Talking about the weather is what you do when you go into the Post Office or the hardware store.  Talking about the weather is what comes up between strangers on a bus or train.  Often, when you walk into any store, the owner/clerk/salesperson opens up a conversation with you about what – THE WEATHER!

We didn’t have any snow or ice storms all winter!  Without the inches/feet of snow in our yards, what reason did we have to call our cousins in Florida or relatives in CaliforniaWinter on the East Coast is a treasure trove of gossip, factoids and is in the news every day, often as the lead story.  I mean weathermen in New England have risen to stardom when we had a couple of severe (as they like to say) winters.  Just think  of the lost career opportunities this past season!

Alright so we did talk about the weather, or rather, we just sort of talked about the lack thereof.   When conversation lagged or out of sheer boredom or better yet the desire to be the one who captures everyone’s attention with a new tidbit, well then you could always drag out September’s hurricane and October’s freak snow fall.  I rode out the hurricane through the night as the wind howled and the rain poured but at the shore in October we only had a very light snowfall so not much to complain about.

Luckily we had a weird Spring or rather a warm extended Winter!  Everybody was screwed up!  The daffodils were blooming in March, the forsythia bushes which are planted along our property burst into a bright yellow line of sentries.  Small talk was revived! Who had early tulips, whose hyacinths were already past, my oh my, chatter again. NOT to mention I for one am still not quite used to this early change date to Daylight Savings Time.  Growing up it was always Spring Forward in April and Fall Back in October. Now we are leaping ahead before St. Patrick’s Day!  Well and that gave a few people something to talk about anyway.

And NOW, we are in the midst of a blistering heat wave.  95++ degrees, God knows how high the humidity is but it feels like about 90%.  Every day the newscasters and weather men are all about the heat!.  Mayor Bloomberg has opened up over 400 cooling centers where you can cool down BUT there’s no smoking and you can’t get a 16oz soda!!  This would probably be the time to stay in my apartment with the blinds down, the air conditioner on high and watch movies….but ah no! We are at the shore where we have been mowing, weeding and watering early in the morning so as not to expire in the heat and so our plants won’t wilt and die.   The cottage is not centrally air-conditioned and our poor little room units are on most of the day – however not all rooms at once because of course this is an old house with old wiring!!!  So it’s like turn off the living room a/c unit and run upstairs and turn on the bedroom a/c.  I think that’s worthy of some casual remarks at the very least.

So as you see, it’s so easy to talk about the weather!  I just did!!

This is the day that many bloggers extoll the virtues of their Dads.  I am no exception.  I thought I would go back and re-read the blog I wrote last year to honor my Daddy -YES, even as a middle-aged woman, my father was still Daddy to me.

I read the 2011 blog and decided I couldn’t do any better this year.  I have many days when I miss my Dad dearly.  He was such a forceful presence in my life and I always leaned on him, looked to him for answers, asked him for help and of course argued with him.  We may have been cut from the same cloth but we sure didn’t agree on everything.

This one’s for you Dad again!

Dad in 2006

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Signage for the Major Deegan Expressway

Signage for the Major Deegan Expressway (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Just a couple of days in Connecticut, sounded simple enough.  Hey we’ve traveled to South Africa so this should be a piece of cake. 

My husband and I were invited to a post-wedding celebration out-of-state and so we planned to get away for a couple of days and we were fortunate that my dear friend, Susan, offered us the use of her house.  She wasn’t going to be there but was happy for us to stay.

Screw Up #1.   Too Much Luggage  Going away for a weekend that involves 2 or 3 completely different events,  involves packing a million different items;   you’ve been there, you know what I mean.  BUT, I’m not used to packing for a trip away from home mainly because we go away to our cottage and everything I need is there;  whether it be jewelry, shoes, make-up or clothes for various occasions!  So  was obvious when we started to leave the apartment and realized I had 3 bags (instead of one large one) and Peter had 2 bags and a bottle of water and I was carrying a handbag and actually had 2 others in the luggage (one for casual Friday night and one for the party).  Well you can see where this went; multiple shoes, multiple outfits = too many pieces of luggage.  He put the bottle of water on the roof while he loaded up the car.

Screw Up #2.  Rush Hour  We left the City at 3:00 pm on Friday afternoon. WHAT WERE WE THINKING??? And we consider ourselves savvy New Yorkers, yet somehow without much aforethought we headed out at 3pm – Could we have picked a worse time to escape Manhattan?  NOT only is 3:00 the beginning of New York’s rush hour, it was a Friday in June!  Geez, half the City was on the run out-of-town.

Screw Up #3.  Wife vs Husband  As we drove away from the building, I looked up First Avenue and said, “wow, First Avenue looks pretty busy up ahead, maybe we should take the Drive”.  So of course husband sees all of 6 cars in line to access the FDR so he opts for the Avenue.  Uh huh, it took us 38 minutes to go 40 blocks! Once we crossed the Willys Avenue Bridge and were on the Major Deegan (I 87) the traffic was actually worse because now instead a couple of lanes of bumper-to-bumper traffic, we were now in 5 lanes of inching-forward cars.

Screw Up #4Subway Series  Taking the Major Deegan Expressway is not unusual for us, however, there were other options.  I mention this BECAUSE it took us 1 hour to reach Yankee Stadium in the Bronx AND on Friday, there was a Subway Series game scheduled!!! For those who don’t know about the Subway Series; it’s the baseball games between the New York Yankees and the New York Mets. Duh!!!! Thousands of people on their way to the game.

Screw Up #5.  Bumper Bully  This fiasco was actually our Screw Up #2 but we didn’t realize it until after we were on our way and past Yankee Stadium.  So to backtrack… when we finally got all of the bags in the car, Peter realized he didn’t have his cell phone so he went back upstairs to retrieve it and I sat in the car while a large SUV idled right next to our car BECAUSE they wanted our parking space.  Peter came back to the car, hopped in and we pulled away from the curb.  AND here’s where we screwed up;  As we picked up some speed on the Deegan heading into Westchester, I kept hearing metallic noises banging around in the car.  I looked in the back, saw nothing and asked Peter what did he have under the trunk cover.  The noise was intensifying and he remarked that it sounded like something was under the car. OH BOY – almost simultaneously we realized that the bumper guard had NOT been put into the car before we left.  You are NOT supposed to drive with the bumper guard down as it could fly off the car and hit another car.  OMG, we were in Mamaroneck  with almost no shoulder to pull over.  A man in a red car passed us and pointed at our car, we nodded to say we know!.  We pulled over and both jumped out of the car to quickly put the guard into the car – me primarily to see if the flapping had caused any damage and yes it did nick the NEW BUMPER.

Screw Up #6. Message in a Bottle   We were on the Hutchinson River Parkway cruising along and still terrible sounds were emanating from our car.  What the heck?  I listened carefully and realized the sound was coming from above and at that moment I burst out laughing.  Not just a ha ha ha, or a giggle…no this was a hysterical laugh with tears running down my face.  We had now been in the car almost 1 1/2 hours, stressed out and I just realized the bottle of water was rolling back and forth across the roof of the car!  So we pulled over again and I removed the errant bottle.

Screw Up #7. A Colgate Smile   We arrived so late to CT that I said to Peter that I would just have time to change my clothes and brush my teeth so we could get to Sully’s Pub in Hartford where we planned to surprise my dear friend, Mary Lou.  It was then that Peter announced he had forgotten to pack a toothbrush!

Screw Up #8. Who Moved the Bridge?  Because my eye was bothering me and I removed my lens 10 minutes after we left the apartment, I wasn’t able to look at the map so I could figure out the quickest way to get from Berlin to Hartford, once we arrived in CT.  OK so I thought I would wing it and sure enough I had us lost in less than 10 minutes.  Well actually I don’t think my lack of remembering the roads around there was the problem as much as the fact that many of the roads and underpasses have been altered and expanded. That is the truth, really!

Screw Up #9. Nail It  My husband wasn’t the only one who forgot to pack some important items;  Saturday morning I drove to the nearby CVS store to Q-tips, stockings and nail polish!!

Screw Up #10. Belated Belated Greetings  More forgetfulness – I brought my friend Susan’s birthday gift to her house and apparently left the birthday card home.

Well now we are back in New York where I am able to recount the crazy trip we took.  Of course I might have been able to start this post while in CT because I brought my iPad BUT forgot to ask Susan for the Wi-Fi password!!!!!!

I wonder how many of my readers have ever seen a Cormorant?  This is one big black bird, with an impressive wing span and a hooked beak.  This is NOT your ordinary backyard-feeder bird.  And in fact this is NOT your average lake/pond denizen;  no cute cuddly duckling, no elegant and graceful swan, no brilliantly-colored wood duck – THIS IS A CORMORANT.  Murray, Pbenjay’s official photographer described this photo-op like this: ” Sometimes everything magically comes together… I have always wanted to get a good photo of a Cormorant… their azure jewel eye, and rich black feathers made such a wonderful subject.  Yet they were too far, the sun too bright which made the feathers look light gray or the background just wrong.  But sometimes everything magically comes together…like today.  The moment serendipitous…and in this case dramatic.  The subject amazingly beautiful…. The subject casually poses in a variety of ways…The distance is right… The background is right…The light is right.”

Central Park sailboat pond, Murray Head/, cormorant

“I Have Arrived!”

Central Pond, duck, duckling, cormorant

“Shoo, I Want To Get On There”

cormorant, duck, duckling,

“I said ‘Move It’, Kid”

cormorant

“Yeahhh That’s More Like It”

cormorant, Murray Head

“Check It Out “

cormorant, Murray Head

“I Heard What You Said”

cormorant,

“Paul Newman Has Nothing On Me”



 
Only You (And You Alone)

Only You (And You Alone) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Heaven on Earth was just  one of the many songs sung by the Platters.  And yesterday the last living member of that fabulous singing group, Herb Reed, died. Herb founded the Platters in the 1950’s – he was 83 years old when he passed away.

I always liked the song Heaven on Earth, however, it didn’t have a prayer (pun intended) to it’s flip-side phenomenal hit, My Prayer.  For over a decade, the Platters produced 40 chart singles including 4 Number One hits.  Among their repertoire were:  The Great Pretender, Smoke Gets In Your Eyes, Only You (And You Alone), Twilight Time and (You’ve Got) The Magic Touch.

Headliners of Doo Wop era, their distinctive sound was a bridge between pre-rock Tin Pan Alley and the burgeoning new genre.  Only You released in 1955 was their first Top Ten Hit and topped the R&B chart for 7 weeks.

The history of the group is checkered at best.  Arrests and charges of drug and prostitution hurt their reputation even though no convictions ever took place.  And over the years, the group splintered and several members started groups of their own, each one claiming the name The Platters, which led to lawsuits and injunctions.  Finally in 2011, Herb Reed won the exclusive rights to the trademark name and the decision made Reed sole heir to the group’s tremendous legacy.

I’m at the tail end of the Baby Boomers who grew up on Rock & Roll, Doo Wop and the British Invasion.  By the time the music of the day turned to Hard Rock, Acid Rock, and Heavy Metal, I was no longer listening to those radio stations.  Doo Wop is probably my favorite genre and for me it encompasses Motown Sound, R & B, Bee Bop – just about all the music produced between 1950 and 1966. 

KEEP THE MUSIC ALIVE!

SOoooo while I was getting sun-burned at a Flea Market in New Jersey and NOT making nearly enough money to justify the one and half hours spent on Friday organizing stuff, getting up at 5:30am on Saturday to set up the booth and spending the day smiling at lookers, not buyers….yes while I was doing that I could have been in Liberty Park attending the 2012 Veuve Cliquot PoloClassic!

Veuve Cliquot polo classic, Nacho,

NACHO FIGUERAS

POLO classic

Nacho in action

Veuve Cliqot polo classic 2012, Nacho

Are all polo players this good-looking???

Be Still My Heart

OMG, the hair, the teeth, the eyes! LOVE his looks!

All photos courtesy of Murray Head

It was Sunday afternoon and Peter and I finally headed to the Jersey Shore.  After opening up the cottage and letting some ocean breezes fill the house with fresh air, we set about doing the things you just gotta do when you’ve been gone over a week.  Read Peter you have to mow the lawn, fill the bird feeders, wash the sidewalk and and and…. I put away food, clean linens and laundry, unpacked bags and then decided to open up my computer and there was a Happy Memorial Day post from Joe!  WITH an invitation to stop by for a drink if we were in town. What a delightful idea!

I called Joe to say we would love to stop over, have a drink and take another look at the magnificent renovation/construction that had been done on his house over the winter.  Joe said he and Michael had a couple of friends staying with them and they were going to barbeque and we were certainly welcome to join them.

NOW, you see this is what I think makes a holiday memorable.  Friends are woven into the  fabric of your life.  We didn’t have any plans for the evening and then along comes a delightful invitation as a complete surprise from our friends, Joe and Michael.  What I love about them besides the fact that they are the  most perfect Yin and Yang couple is their generosity  of spirit.  They had house guests, close friends visiting from out of state and without  a moment’s hesitation, they included us in their party! 

I offered to bring dessert and with specific instructions about the importance of chocolate I went shopping.  I happened to be going to Costco and for some reason, this day, the bakery area was a bit shy in the chocolate department.  They had Black and White cookies but those only have some chocolate frosting and that’s only on one half;  The bakery also had shortbread cookies which are to die for but again only half the cookie has some chocolate coating.  Finally I spotted some Red Velvet Chocolate cupcakes.  They were huge and looked good, however, for good measure as the saying goes, I  tossed a bag of dark-chocolate-covered acai blueberries.  I don’t think you can ever have enough chocolate on hand, especially if it’s dark chocolate.

A barbeque at Joe’s is an event!  First of all, there were the guests;  we met Kelly who lives in LA and Austin and is a freelance commercial producer.  She spends considerable time on East Coast in NYC also and as of today is on her way to Prague to produce a Dove commercial.    And Lisa, who lives in Oakland and also works in advertising and has been Michael’s friend for years.  I had the opportunity to sit next to Lisa for part of the evening and really enjoyed talking to her.  Monica who is a neighbor was there and it was good to see her again.  She is a lively soul and has a very cute Yorkie who visits Madison regularly.  Monica, Christine and Rich had dinner plans elsewhere so I’m glad we got there early enough to connect with them all before they left for Taka.

Joe and Michael are among the MOST GRACIOUS hosts.  I want to call it Effortless Entertaining BUT I know it takes a lot of effort to plan and prepare an evening meal with many components.  They work seamlessly together;  one is cooking, the other is filling bowls, one is making drinks, the other is placing dishes and silverware out.  Really it is amazing to observe this culinary choreography!

We drank, we snacked, we drank some more, we ate, we drank a bit more and ate dessert.  Hours had gone by, I couldn’t believe the clock when I looked at the time!  We had to go but hey we were the altacockers anyway!!

Oh, and I almost forgot to mention how perfectly private the patio is now that Joe has redone the landscaping (again).  We were secluded behind beautiful greenery. 

Joel Lugo, Memorial day, Ocean Grove

A Good Host Takes Time To Listen Too!

Lisa, Kelly and Michael

First corn of the season, juicy tomatoes your choice of several kinds of grilled meats. Yummmmm

If you were a bee, bumble or otherwise, The Conservatory Gardens  is where you’d want to spend a productive afternoon.  Murray Head, our favorite photographer, captured several of these busy busy little creatures at work or play, you can never be really sure.

Central Park, Conservatory Gardens, bumble bee

Bee in a Bell Flower

Conservatory Gardens, Central Park, bumble bee,

Little Bee, Big Flower

Yellow Jacket

Yellow Jacket on Yellow Flower

Sitting on Top of the Flower

Investigating Your Inner Flower

All photos courtesy of Murray Head

This image shows a red wine glass.

Could be Chianti, or a Bordeaux or a Pinot Noir Mmmmm

Today’s the day to celebrate the grape! Nectar of the gods, fruit of the vine, delightful, delectable and divine is WINE.

I grew up in an Italian household so drinking red wine with meals was de riguer and when I was married the first time, we drank red table wine every night with our dinner.  It’s funny to think back on that now as it seems it was truly another lifetime ago….

Here’s what Punchbowl has to say about today:

National Wine Day

Today is National Wine Day! Wine has been an important part of human history and culture for thousands of years. Regardless of whether you prefer red, white, pinot, or cabernet, everyone can appreciate today’s celebration. Spread the news about this unique occasion with a free Wine Day eCard!

Archaeologists in Speyer, Germany discovered the oldest bottle of wine in existence while excavating two Roman stone sarcophaguses in 1867. The bottle dates back to at least 325 AD! It is now on display at the History Museum of the Pfalz in Germany.

To celebrate National Wine Day, find out if there are any events going on at your local winery or plan your very own wine tasting party for you and your friends!

However, if wine is not your thing, other reasons to celebrate today include, National Brown-Bag-It Day, National Tap Dance Day and International Geek Pride Day.   So if you’re going to the office today, bring your lunch, tap dance down the hall and give your IT guy a hug!

English: A gold charm bracelet worn on the arm...

English: A gold charm bracelet worn on the arm. Visible charms are a heart-shaped locket, seahorse, crystal, telephone, bear, spaceship, and grand piano.

Well I just celebrated the BIG ONE and I mean BIG!  I may have even slipped past being a woman of a certain age…well let’s not go that far!

My husband gave me several pieces of jewelry and while putting them away, I came across a red velvet bag.  Of course I knew what was in the bag and was glad to put my hands on it again.  In it lie bits and pieces of my life – Charming chapters as it were – Let the memory live again.

I untied the red satin ribbon and reached in to pull out a very heavy, very clangy charm bracelet.  I don’t know how popular charm bracelets are these days…I think not.  But, in the 1960’s, well just about all my girlfriends had one.  My first charm bracelet was a narrow chain link and had several charms, many of them given to me by my friends as a birthday or Christmas present. 

I don’t think I wore my charm bracelet in college, however, some years later and married, I realized I had acquired some more charms and discovered meaningful trinkets in my possession that would make appropriate charms.  This was going to require a heavy duty charm bracelet!  I purchased a sterling silver triple link bracelet and set about adding pieces and parts of my life.

Maybe my determination to create my life’s story in trinkets was a foreshadowing of my life to come:  That is one of collecting way too many things and displaying them for all  to see and the writing of a blog which is yet another way of exposing yourself to the world.

These are the charmed chapters of my life: (not in chronological  order or of  importance).

Crossed Tennis Racquets     Tennis was a large part of my life when I was married to my first husband.  Much of our social life at the country club included mixed doubles as well as tournament play.

Cape Cod: I went to Cape Cod with my then fiancé (first husband).  I remember feeling liberated and wild until the fire horn went off in the middle of the night. It was on the wall of the motel (hence the cheap price I guess) and I thought we were in the middle of an air raid! Oh the shame – caught in an illicit act!

Pelican: My son Joel attended Loomis Chaffee , a private high school in Connecticut.  The school’s mascot was a Pelican.

Democratic Donkey:  I was in my very early twenties when I got interested in local politics.  I worked for the Democratic Town Committee in our small predominantly Republican town.  I actually ran for office, alas defeated.  Still, invited to and attended Ella Grasso‘s Inauguration Ball.

Cowboy Boot:  There was a period in my life as a newly single woman when I would frequent a Western bar, and dance the night away. I was a pretty good Texas Two-Stepper!

State of ConnecticutNot my birthplace but where I grew up and lived until I was 51.  Life in Connecticut was great and I’m glad my children were brought up there.  However, once divorced and single, my little town was no longer for me.

Baby Cup:  (engraved Baby Bob) Those wild years between marriages – Baby Bob was someone I dated for about a year.  He was QUITE a bit younger than me and I and my friends affectionately  referred to him as Baby Bob.

JCL medal:  I belonged to the Junior Classical League in high school.  I swear I can’t remember what the club did or was all about.

Cross with a Diamond ChipAs part of his strategy to surprise me with an engagement ring, my first husband gave me a sterling silver cross with a teeny tiny diamond chip in the middle for my 19th birthday!

Five Card Flush: I’ve always loved to play cards, I grew up in a card-playing family.  In High School, it was Hearts and Set Back, in College it was Set Back and Poker.  In Avon, it was Bridge and Gin Rummy.

Devil in Cocktail Shaker: This is one of my favorite charms.  I think I got it when I was out of college and working.  Just thought it was cute at the time.

Riverboat & State of Louisiana:  I’ve been to New Orleans several times and  Orleans and enjoyed my stay in The Big Easy every time. Loving me some po’boys, oysters and Hurricanes.

Martini Glass:  This one even has an olive on a toothpick in it.  And it’s presence is probably self-explanatory!

Graduation Cap:  This one is a survivor of the first charm bracelet as is the JCL medal.  1965 Graduation from Woodrow Wilson High School.

1940’s Earring:  This one bears explanation.  I always remember that my mother had a pendant necklace which was a silhouette drawing of a tropical beach with a crescent moon. It was drawn on a butterfly’s wing. I found an earring with a tiny circle drop pendant with the same scene and adapted it to hang on the charm bracelet.  This one represents my mother who died when I was 9 years old.

No Parking  Sign: This is a remnant of the first bracelet and is about to be removed because the base of the sign is gone.  No Parking was a definite High School charm which needs no further explanation.

Class Ring:  The ring is a tiny replica of my High School class ring.

Varsity Banner:  I actually had earrings which were small banners inscribed Woodrow Wilson and painted maroon and gray, our school colors.  This didn’t get added until much later when I was scouting around for representative pieces.

Cigarette Lighter:  Soon to be eliminated to make room for another and certainly no longer relevant, this tiny lighter actually worked.  You had to add lighter fluid and a flint and it would light.  But it has to go…

1964 World’s Fair Medal: The 1964 World’s Fair was held in New York City and I believe my father went and brought this charm back for me.

The Empire State Building:  When I moved to New York City in 1998, I bought this charm.  Moving here was the beginning of what I call the second half of my life!  Loving life in The Big Apple.

Wishbone:  I’m not sure if this charm is a leftover from the first bracelet when someone gave it to me for Good Luck or one that I bought because my Dad and myself always broke the wishbone from the Thanksgiving Day turkey.

Flamingo:  NOT for the state of Florida!  I have a fairly good-sized Flamingo collection so of course I had to put one on the charm bracelet.

Happy Birthday Hanging Sign:  Clearly this needs no explanation but to say it is a survivor from my High School charm bracelet.

Anchor:  As a remembrance of my Dad, a Navy man to the end, I bought an anchor charm to keep his memory on my wrist.

U.S. Capitol:  My first honeymoon was in Washington D.C. and I bought this charm to commemorate the occasion – that was a lifetime ago.

Three Keys:  My first husband was a great salesman and he won awards.  I have 3 small keys engraved with his initials and dates for his successes.  I think it was known as the Key Club.

Locomotive Engine CarI managed a restaurant for a short period in the mid 90″s.  It was known as The Depot and part of the restaurant was in an actual train car. 

I still have to acquire a couple more;  I want to memorialize my second honeymoon in Buenos Aires, my trips to South Africa and my cottage on the Jersey Shore.  And who knows…surely there are other chapters to be charmed.