Day 2 Day radishes

December 29/ my word for the year?

I have been looking at scrapbooking sites on the web. Scrapbooking is one of those things that I rather look down on.  It is a little tainted with Midwest, crafty, do-gooding, churching. Here I am writing this and rushing to get dressed to go to church to sing the Messiah.  However  I am for the second time scrapbooking.  I did some just before I started my blog.  But nowI am needing a little crafting and visual, as my writing skills have momentarily left me.  I was reading one of my favorite blogs today: www.aliedwards.typepad.com/  

She has had this program that you pick a word for the year.  For the past three years she has done this.  In two days after her posting the project again 367 people have commented on the site stating their word.  I stated mine which I think is "POSITIVE".  I may change my mind, but I do not think so.  This word is to be my guiding philosophy for 2010.  I have chosen this word because politics has undone me this year.  I am reading the book The Year of Living Biblically  by A.J. Jacobs.   He says he took up the biblical suggestion that if you eliminate negative thoughts, you start to think more positively.  

If any of you think of a word for yourself this year, let me know.   I am going to start by cleaning up my desk an making it attractive with the word prominently displayed/  

December 28/ Christmas plus three

 I would just like to say that I am lovin the days after Christmas.  Our family had a wonderful Christmas. First of all, everyone was healthy.  So that meant that everyone in the family attended.  We had a three and  a half year old that was into passing out presents and unwrapping everyone's presents.  I think that is the last time until the next generation of children show up.  

I, and I think all of my family, like roast beef for Christmas. It is supposed to be the   easiest dinner ever: roast, baked potatoes, salad and peppermint ice cream with chocolate sauce. Except for one year, when my daughter Meredith cooked, we have had a problem getting the darn roast cooked.  Dinner is always two hours  later than we think.  Aside from Meredith, who gets it done on time, we wait and wait for the thermometer to rise.  Collectively we read the recipe and collectively we are disappointed.  And we are all inebriated by time of  the extra hours of waiting. 

We remember back 13 years ago in Mexico City, my daughter NoName bought a roast in from a fancy hotel.  The chef told her to cook it for 45 minutes.  Mexico City is 10,000 ft.  So we know that is not going to work.  Three hours later it is still undone and we cut it up and fry it.  That roast cost $100.00.  We had a second dinner of raw roast beef the next night, but the third night we made tacos.  Everyone said that they were the best tacos they have ever had.  So now it is hoped that a big enough roast will be bought so that we can have tacos for ten or more the night after Christmas. Thank God for Costco.  And here is to my son-in-law, Bill for buying the thing. Next year the philosophy will be to roast at 550 for duration.   

December 25/ Merry Christmas

 Alas there were fewer cards this year,  I received only two with a religious theme. One was from my sister whose card was a beautiful fold out card with the painting "Flight into Egypt" detail.  I would have also posted it, but it was hard to photograph.  

This if from my good friend Judy.  And I love it.  

Merry Christmas to you all.  Peace be in your heart and center the love there too.

December 24/ In the toilet with out the kids

 

Decmber 22 Tree and apples, but the plates look the best

 

December 22 A goose and an elf and Darth

Christmas is a comin and the goose is getting fat. 

 

A belated Solstice blessing to everyone. 

 

Today is the cookie baking day, and final present wrapping day.  This year I am fortunate to have one elf.  Usually I have more than one grandchild here at a time.  Gabe whose middle name is Haines and is my namesake, has been great: helpful, does not ask too many questions, is tolerant of  Mr. Radish’s and my squabbles.  He vacuums, wraps, and chooses lunch places.  He also peels potatoes.  He also laughs at movies. and watches football  with Mr. Radish.  What a Christmas gift!

 

 

My two youngest grandsons are at Disney Land.  George, five,  was chosen from the audience to fight Darth Vader.  Afterwards Darth said to George, “Your techniques are unorthodox, but effective.”  Did George bite him?  I can not wait to find out.  

December 20/ Several things

Above is my grandson Gabe who is here for a few days with us.  I am thinking that we are all going to enjoy each other.  

This is the last day of being a conservative blog.  I may do it again, because  I need to off and on. The experience was worth while. 

Today is the  four year birthday of Day 2 Day Radishes.  It was a hard year at times with the writing.  But I think I will write and photograph for a while more.  Considering I thought the blog would last 3 months, I feel that I could quit and I would have succeeded.  

I want you to believe me when  I say sat how much I truly admire the following hand written card from my Hispanic gardener: 

Michael and Family

May you Christmas be joyful.

    peaceful and bright.

and filled with the love of that 

    Frist holy night

God Bless you

Family Martinez

 

December 18/Tiger Woods Holiday Poem

Fw: Tiger Woods Holiday Poem

Fri, December 18, 2009 8:17:19 AM

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This came from outer space from one of Mr. Radish's friends

Tiger Woods Holiday Poem

                      Twas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house
>                 Tiger Woods he came flying, chased by his spouse. 
>                  

                    She wielded a nine iron and wasn’t too merry, 
>                 because a bimbo’s phone number she found on his blackberry. 
>                  

                    He’d been cheating on poor wife Elin, yup, double dealing
>                     and as each day went by another “love” came out squealing. 
>                  

                    He’d been on Holly, on Jaimee, on Rachel, and Cori,
>                    On Joselyn, on Kalika, and TMZ had the story. 
>                  

                    He slipped from top of the world to a porn center fold, 
>                    as Tiger’s sordid tale was repeatedly told. 
>                  

                     With hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,
>                      and when he wasn’t hosing them, he sent them hot texts. 
>                 

                    He crashed his Caddy, but didn’t call OnStar,
>                   yet he played “spank me daddy” with a skanky old porn star. 
>                  

                    He’s been naughty, so with Santa he hasn’t a chance, 
>                     except the big lump of coal that matches the lump in his pants. 
>                  

                    In spite of his cryin', beggin’, and pleadin’,
>                   Elin went right out, and bought a new home in Sweden
> . 
>                   And I heard her exclaim as she packed up the Escalade, 
>                      If you’re going to get laid, then I’m going to get paid. 
>                  

                    Now she’s not pouting, in fact she’s full of cheer, 
>                     because her prenup ~ Christmas came early this year 

December 17/ Mr. Radish

This is Mr. Radish's birthday.  He was born on a cold and snowy night in Minneapolis.  He is of Irish. Swedish stock.  He does not suffer fools which is why he should go to the Senate to help straighten that place out.  

 

December 16/ Mr. Radish, John Adams and Thomas Jefferson

This dog wants to know where the food is.  I want to know where the food is. We now have a few bows up in the house.  I went to a meeting today of women my age and they are all crabby starting with me.  Mailing packages was the opening theme.  "Ah , just send money, " most said.  I was irritable because the final addresses on the Christmas cards were not printing.      

I live in the State of Washington.  Our Senator Patty Murray is up for reelection this coming election.  So far no Republican has stated that he/she would run.  I am thinking of campaigning for  my husband for write in candidate.  I think he would be perfect.  He is smart, conservative, very current with political news.  He knows his Constitution.   He knows the judicial system.  He needs a job.  I do not think he could be bought. 

I would consider living in a relatively modest condo there.  He would work on cutting taxes and he is not to interested in spending money.  He would not spend his time on plans to change the length of the National football season.   I would need some new clothes, at least a cocktail dress and something to wear to the National Cathedral.  We definitely would need first class airline tickets, but that is the only special need I could think of.     The country would have a truly ethical man.   John Adams and Thomas Jefferson would both like him.