Remember back when this blog had a life? When there were recipes, photos, ideas and sometimes even reflections and sorting out jumbled thoughts?
That is what I want to get back to. Facebook has turned me into a sideliner who can't muster up much more than a random drive-by "like" or some sort of emoticon left as evidence that I was still out there.
Has it really been that long since my last post? Most people would think that I must be living an exciting life, right? Wrong.
That would maybe help explain my reluctance to keep up to date here, but really I just haven't had anything of interesting to share. I don't know if it's the winter doldrums or what but I just seem to be going through the motions these past months. I must need a boost in my vitamin D levels, or just maybe just some sunshine would do the trick. While I know that tanning beds are not good for our skin, I wonder if I should do five minute sessions two or three times a week to help with that.
Not much going on in the kitchen department. With K. being out of the state three out of the last four weeks, I haven't seen the need to get carried away. We'll see what happens when he returns...
Usually this time of year I start looking forward to spring and thinking about the yard. I get so excited about making plans for the pots and the pallet garden. This year I'm going to scale it way back. I can't even venture to guess how much money we have spent on plants for this place each year. Most of my perennials don't make it through the winter although we group them together and bury them under a huge pile of leaves. This year we didn't get them gathered up in time due to the fact that we had constant rain at the end of fall. And for most of a way too cold summer season as well. When we had a break in the rain, I did make the attempt to cover them with leaves but most were frozen to the ground and what I did use ended up blowing away a week or so later...Best to just do a few hanging baskets, my rock garden and a few containers of kale, lettuce and maybe some Brussels sprouts. I've got way too many containers and pots so along with getting rid of some of our unnecessary junk items from the interior hoard, I'm going to cull the gardening collection extensively! Wish me luck in this endeavor and pray that my yard sale will be an amazing success! I need to simplify--stat!
See what I mean about excitement? Woo-Hoo.
What are some things that are weighing you down? What makes that mid-winter slump a little lighter for you?
A couple of weeks ago, K. and I along with our friend Terry attended a fund raiser for The Red Cross. It was a casual gathering called A Taste of Mardi Gras. Fourth Street was blocked off between G and H streets and the rain took a break for the festivities. Admission was $30.00 which included one libation and all the food a person wanted!
There were many representatives for the fine restaurants in the city, each offering up their version of New Orlean fare. Sadly I can't find a list of the ones that were there, but Ginger and Gumbo House are the two I can remember. I have to say all of the things I sampled were great!
Beads and charactors everywhere--many went all in and dressed up.
Does this guy remind you of anybody?
Nice young lady.
These two look related, but they aren't. ;)
The King and I!
There were dancers of all kinds. Belly and otherwise.
This gentle man was so generous. I asked him if I could take his picture, and he was hesitant at first. I told him I wouldn't take his photo if he objected, that it was his right to refuse and I would respect that. He asked to shake my hand. After we did, he exclaimed that my hand was freezing! He then turned his bike around and said he would make one approach, stop and let me have one shot, "So make it good!" After that, he reached into his pack and gave me this...
He insisted I take it to exercise my hands to increase circulation; also to help allieviate the arthritus he ascertained existed in my left thumb-joint. This all derived when he clasped both of my hands in an attempt to rub them gently to warm them a bit. This was a chance encounter that lasted but a few moments, yet it has stuck with me. He is clearly a person of very modest means, a big heart and was so kind to me.
This was his friend, and he was quick to let me know that his friend never allows anyone to take his photo. Never. This fellow was also very concerned the scrape along the right side of his face would mar his cameo. I suggested a 3/4 view. He acquiesced and told a tale of an epic bicycle wreck during one of our recent wind/rain storms in his neighborhood of Government Hill, hence the scrape Coincidentally, Karl works in that same neighborhood. We had driven through there the morning after that particular storm and I am not surprised by his tale of the whole incident. He was returning from downtown to check on his wife. There's a clandestine homeless community in this neighborhood that I'm pretty sure they are a part of. This encounter with these two men is one more way for me to reach out to the people who are a part of this town's disadvantadged. I just can't believe there are folks that live without shelter in this place during the winter months. It just--no words! I can't articulate my feelings about this subject. I am honoured that both of these proud and determined men allowed me to have the gift of a conversation with them. Thanks, guys!
I've been using the hand grip thingy almost every day and have to report that I am seeing an increased mobility in my left hand. Yay! When I see him again, I will give him my thanks!
After that, we decided to check out the bars on the block. They were helping sponsor the event, so it was our civic duty!
The Anchor Pub and Club.
Cool old school interior.
(Except for the ugly trash can.)
Bet you can guess the name of this hot spot. Didn't much care for this one. WTH is the allure of a mechanical bull, anyway?
Friends havin' fun!
Nurse! (Notice she'e getting a bit blurry.)
Our next stop was my favorite. The Pioneer Bar, definitely a great vibe in here. I felt comfotable and the place was reasonably packed. Just enough folks enjoying the evening with friends.
Last stop--started to rain a little.
Please step away from the shot!
Fourth Avenue in the mid to late 1950's.
Fourth Avenue 2012.
All in all it was a great night, and we left just as the rain began again in earnest!