In Celebration of Spring

     I love Spring. A few more days of this kind of weather and we will be seeing forsythia peeking out at us. Spring brings out extremes in me big time. I become pensive, brooding and a bit lonely. Not sure why, but it has always happened, even when surrounded by friends and family.  I do a lot of soul-searching and tend to look out of the window and daydream instead of work. I put off things that need to be done. At least I have stopped telling myself that I will move my desk away from the window. It is here to stay, this is where it needs to be.  In celebration of Spring, I think I will go to the museum this Sunday, take a sandwich and drink and sit in the garden. It will be a bit chilly so I won't have to talk to people. Yep. I like that idea. Maybe I will buy some bologna, a devil dog (do they still make them?) and a banana to take.  

It is my brother's birthday, I bought the card last week but it is still on my desk. I will call him today and still mail the card. I don't recall if I mentioned that I bought a book titled, Brothers Are Special, while I was browsing  in Border's a week or two ago.  One of the quotes come from Bessie Delaney of Having Our Say.  Ms. Delaney said, "It never made a bit of difference to me that Hubert became an assistant United States attorney, a judge and all that. he was still my little brother." I understand that sentiment so well.

My Visit to The Renault Winery

        Well, I opened the jam I bought at the Renault Winery in Egg Harbor, NJ  last week. Very nice. It has jalepeno peppers in it, oh yum. While everyone else was looking around for wine to buy, I was looking for food. Not sure what that says about me, but this is darn good jam.

The winery was smaller than I expected. But it has been a long time since I visited one, maybe they are all small.  It is probably a much better visit in late spring or summer when the grapes are still on the vine. Nevertheless, it was still very pleasant. Although I really hated the cafe where we had lunch--I asked for a roll for my soup and was given a hot dog roll. Of, course I returned it tout de suite and asked for one of the small rolls shown in the glass case. The clerk explained that they were for "show" only. Hello!!  I then asked for and recieved nice buttery crackers. A hot dog roll??? I do wonder if folks really accept that.

 If I return in the summer, I will pack a nice lunch and sit outside and watch the ducks while I eat.

Ignoring my Deadline and Sutter Wine

      I am staying inside today because I am on a deadline for writing my movie review. I reviewed an old Bogey and Bacall goodie, The Big Sleep.

So anyway, I know that I should be proofing, etc. but instead am thinking of making a huge romaine lettuce salad with some over-priced grape tomatoes I bought by mistake. MMmm, I wonder if romaine lettuce originated in Romania? Will have to check it out. I only buy "Andy Boy" brand these days because they are hugie supporters of the Breast Canter Research Foundation. As usual I am digressing :-)  So I have decided that it is not too early for wine. I have Sutter Home, white zinfadel, my prefered inexpensive wine. I have been drinking the same wine since ?????, I am not telling, but it has been a very long time. I recall a few years back, that a friend said that he had discovered a really good wine; it was Sutter Home. I mentioned that  earlier I thought that Sutter Home was the house brand name of Home Liquours. I think he thought that I was putting him down, when in fact I was simply making a statement of truth. It was not until I went online at the the Sutter Home site and found that these people had been around since 1800's http://www.sutterhome.com/.

I found this wine because a friend had spent some time with family in California and returned home talking about Perrier and Sutter Home Zinfadel, both were very in at that long ago time. However, I think the best wine I have ever tasted was one that my ex-husband and I discovered, while scrounging around in Greenwich Village (I don't have to  tell you how long ago that was either) It was a rose colored South African wine and wonderful. It's so odd, sometimes I think I have the name, then it disappears from my mind. One day I will remember the name and buy it, if the vinyard is still producing.

Speaking of wines--Whine, I don't feel like doing any required reading. Maybe I will order some Chinese food instead of having salad and read a bit instead. Oh, deep sigh!!!

   

I Taking Care of Our Pets

      Here is a shout out concering bad pet food. We have to take care of our kitty cats and doggies cuz they take care of us. If you are not aware of this, take a look.  It was sent from the BellaOnline site owner.

"I know many if not most of us here own cats and dogs, so I wanted to alert
you to a *huge* pet food recall. It turns out both brands of wet food I
feed my own cats are involved. The food has already resulted in deaths and
kidney failure. You can read more on CNN -
http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/03/17/petfood.recall.ap/index.html
If you own pets, or know someone who does, make sure you read more about
this recall!  We're under a foot of snow here in Massachusetts, but we're driving out
tomorrow morning to the pet store to get fresh, untainted food.

Happy St. Patty's Day

     Happy St. Patricks Day!

May your neighbors respect you,
Troubles neglect you,
The angels protect you,
And Heaven accept you.

Pink Ladies Blog

    I am checking my morning e-mails and see that one of our authors has asked members at RNBC to take a look at the blog group she belongs to. I did and fell in love with Pink Ladies Blog http://pinkladiesblog.com It is girly and womanly at the same time. It is also sharp and witty.

Oh What a Day

      It wasn't so much a day of negative things as it was a day of  "what?" and "why?"  I finally understand what someone means when she says (never heard a man say it) "getting on my last nerve" or "plucking my nerves." Oh what a day this was. My shoulders are knotted up little bunches of grapes. I come home and the water is off. Deep sigh!

O.K. I am taking a deep breath and counting to 10-- 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. Mmm, no better. 

I think this "What a day" streak started last night when I returned home from a networking meeting. I seldom eat candy, I am not good, I just don't care that much for it. There were Hershey kisses in a bowl last night and I ate three, I guess that wet my appetite for more. So anyway I get home and drink juice, cuz no candy in the house. While I am looking through the goodie bag we all received I spot what looks to be a sweet. It has a gold wrapper, has "The Gold Bar" on the lable ,\and it is from a wellness consultant. I figure as long as it is sweet like a candy bar it will suit me just fine. I had a lard time opening the candy wrapper but finally tore the paper and peaked inside--lo and behold there was a yellow bar of soap.