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Heading into the New Year

Actually, both ChessMan and I are suffering from bad colds, so 20-10 is starting off in slow motion for both of us. We sleep a lot. Sniffle and cough a lot. And consume copious amounts of liquids. During the day it’s usually tea and/or coffee and  water. As time goes on we admittedly shift to beer (him) or hot toddies made with Bacardi dark (me). In other words, are mornings get off to a slow start and our evenings are experienced in a warm and fuzzy glow.

Because I am not watching much TV right about now, I have been spending my time on the computer watching episodes of old TV shows over at http://www.archive.org. If you do not know this excellent site, I command you to RUN – not walk – on over there. It has been my go-to place for some time for the Old Time Radio plays I listen to during the night. Now I am watching a lot of sitcoms and other shows from the 50’s. My current favorite: One Step Beyond. If you are a Twilight Zone or Outer Limits fan, you definitely should check out a few episodes! My favorites from yesterday: “The Visitor” with a very young and handsome Warren Beatty and “The Dead Part of the House“.

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Her First Smile

Joyeaux! Joyeaux!


Yesterday I pulled it together enough to do a little cleaning and decorating for the holidays. TheGirl and TheBoy are expected in later today for our holiday dinner, after having spent the day yesterday with the father.

The menu is planned and already partially prepared:

  • pork roast with mustard-garlic-herb-balsamico crust
  • macaroni & cheese
  • herbal rice
  • white asparagus wrapped in ham with hollandaise
  • green beans in bacon with onions

To counter the urge to nibble, we are having deviled eggs, an assortment of cheeses served with mango-ginger confit and red onion confit, indian-spiced meatballs, chicken nuggets with sweet chili sauce for dipping, etc.

The snow has pretty much melted as the temperature has risen some. That’s a shame, really, because yesterday actually looked much more like Christmas than today. Oh well, for my German neighbors who celebrate the Christmas on the 24th, that worked out well.

Right now I am checking up online and enjoying the solitude of the house over a pot of jasmine tea. Soon, though, I’ve got to get my butt back in gear so that Christmas Dinner will be hot, tasty and on time.

My special holiday greetings to Priscilla G. and Susan S.!

It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like….

Ok, this was TheGirl’s idea. Don’t know what motivated her to want to do it.

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Grand-daughter on Board!









I had a chance to go to the ob/gyn with my daughter last week and see the ultra-sound of my first grand-daughter. Technology is truly wonderful! It was very exciting to see the pictures, hear the doctor’s explanations, and see her move around so happily. The pictures were pretty sharp, too. Sharp enough to count the little toes as she rocked herself back and forth.

She is growing according to plan, and is doing fine in every respect.


Poem – Derek Walcott

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I haven’t thought about the fact that I don’t copy any of my own poetry here. Except one. A long time ago. I had planned to do just that and comment on how I remember my frame of mind when I wrote it and/or what the poem means to me today.

But just now I looked over at the window sill behind me and a poem I framed several years ago caught my eye. I framed it because it resonated with me then. It resonated with my soul’s best intentions. It used to hang on the wall in my apartment in Düsseldorf; now it sits in its frame on my window sill along with a statuette of a dancer, a small plant, a candle and some cards.

This poem is taken from Derek Walcott‘s “Collected Poems 1948 – 1984”

The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other’s welcome.

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, who you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the lover letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.

Going ‘Dutch’ in Summer ’07

Summer is slowly coming to a close here in the German state of North Rhine-Westphalia. In only a few weeks, kids will be back in school. TheGirl’s course starts on August 11th, and TheBoy’s apprenticeship kicks off at the beginning of September. This, of course, also means there is a lot to discuss as a family, so I spent a few hours yesterday with TheKids and The Ex doing just that. Read the rest of this entry »

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