You Suggested. I Answered.

Yesterday I didn’t know what to talk about.  And then you came to my rescue…

•  Zazzy of suggested that I “post more photos of your pretty area.

I like that idea… except that it is gray and rainy today.  And quite frankly, if you’ve seen one bleak midwestern day, you’ve seen them all.  So I’ll do that when the sun shines again.

•  Katie of slow down & savor suggested that I could “always use a silly #NaBloPoMo prompt from the BlogHer website.

If I were a more rational person I’d do that.  My problem with those prompts is that all they seem to do is make my mind go completely blank.  They remind me of a sinister essay test question—  which is going to count for 90% of my grade.  And true to form, when I see them I immediately have nothing to say.  My ability to think & write vanishes.

•  Kristen of Kristen Loves Design suggested, among other things, that I “talk about my favorite color.

Naturally, me being me, I don’t have one favorite color.  I like all of them– depending on the shade.  So, for instance, I like crimson red [not tomato red];  pumpkin orange [not football team orange];  lemon yellow [not neon yellow];  kiwi green [not kelly green];  denim blue [not baby blue];  plummy purple [not royal purple];  mahogany brown [not mustardy brown];  warm gray [not purplish gray];  golden or greenish white [not pinkish or taupe white];  and greenish black [not bluish black].

•  Margaret of Stargazer suggested, among other things, that I “could do a book review of a book I’ve recently read that I hated or loved.

Under normal circumstances I’d be delighted to do that.  But the reality is that I’ve stopped reading during the month of November because all my free time has gone into NaBloPoMo.  Doing this project has become a part-time job for me and uses up my daily allotment of wordiness.

•  Laura of Team Tantrum suggested, in her own quiet way, that posting a “declaration of quit” is always an option.

I agree with her as a matter of fact.  There’s no indignity in not making it through the entire month.  Sometimes just giving something new a go is all that one needs to do— to learn what he or she needs to know about something.

Does This Never End?

I’m bummed.

I thought that Tuesday was the last day of November… and that would be the last day on which I would need to post something here on my sweet little bloggy.  But I was wrong.

Apparently, November continues on until Wednesday this year.  Humph.

Okay.  Quick show of hands: who can’t read the calendar?

Knowing that I have miscalculated the end of this NaBloPoMo project and that I have nothing worthy of note to say on Sunday, worries me.  If it is this difficult for me to find something to talk about today, then whatever will I blather on about tomorrow?  And the next two days after that?!

I guess that we’ll all find out together, won’t we?

Because right now, I haven’t a clue.

…Whose dumb idea was it to do this anyhow?

Yesterday’s Turkey Is Today’s Soup

My mother was a very good cook.  Not a chef mind you.  A cook.

I have her cookbook of all sorts of practical, yummy recipes.  Mom got most of her recipes from magazines and from the newspaper– then tweaked them.

Here is one of Mom’s recipes.  I have no idea of the original source, but do know that this makes a very tasty, rather healthy soup.


Split Pea Soup With Ham & Turkey

2 carrots (or more)

2 celery stalks

1 medium size onion

2 small turnips (or use cabbage)

1-16 oz. package of dry green split peas

2 Tablespoons salad oil (or less)

1/4 lb cooked ham, diced

2 teaspoons salt (or omit entirely)

1/4 teaspoon allspice

1 bay leaf

1/4 teaspoon cumin (more or less depending on preference)

8 cups water

1 lb cooked turkey cut into 1/2 inch pieces


1.  Dice carrots and celery.  Chop onion.  Peel and dice turnips (or chop cabbage if using that instead of turnips).  Rinse peas with cold water and discard any stones or shriveled ones.

2.  In pot with salad oil in it– over medium heat– cook carrots, celery, onion and turnips (or cabbage) until tender crisp.  Stir in peas, ham, allspice, bay leaf, cumin and the water.  Over high heat cook to boiling.  Reduce temperature to low, cover and simmer 45 minutes.

3.  Stir in turkey.  Cook 10-15 minutes longer to blend flavors.

Makes 6 main dish servings (huge) or 8 soup servings (normal size)


[FYI, when I make this recipe I use cabbage, half the recommended amount of salt, and triple the amount of cumin.  But you do whatever suits your fancy.]

[Also, in recent years I’ve made this soup substituting leftover rotisserie chicken from the grocery for the turkey.  I’m sure that Mom would approve.]

Something Fun To Do

Go here.  Fill in the empty block with words.  Make your words meaningful, if you so choose.  And when you hit your 100th word, you’ll get your very own cute kitten photo!

[Hey!  I didn’t say this was something valuable to do, I just said that it was fun.  And if you’re not the one cooking dinner, what else have you got to do?]





Top 5 Ways In Which I Am Not Like The 112th U.S. Congress

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#5The U.S. government does not pay my salary.  Taken one step further this means that: U.S. taxpayers do not pay me to do nothing.  I do nothing for free.

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#4I choose my friends wisely.  I don’t associate with insincere, deceitful, conniving corporations lobbyists dweebs.  I am able to find friends who are truthful, straightforward and clear about what matters the most in this life.

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#3I do not define myself by group affiliation.  I am a free spirit in suburbia.   This means that I do my own thing in a world known for its ordinariness.  I am not a slave to fitting in with others– and hiding behind any group’s rhetoric.

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#2I think for myself and do not need external validation to motivate me to keep going.  This means that I do not hold a press conference every time I burp, sneeze or fart.  In fact, I do not hold press conferences at all because I know that people do not care about how things are going for me– they care about what I can do for them.

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#1I get things done.  Yep, it’s a fact.  I see a problem…  I understand how the problem came to be… I define the problem… and then [this is crucial] I SOLVE THE PROBLEM.  I finish things before I take a vacation.  I do not whine about how difficult it is to do things.  I just git r done.  Like the grown-up that I am.

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… Can you say the same things, oh ye members of the 112th U.S. Congress?

Okay, Let’s Be Clear Here

I was shopping in the Lands’ End section of Sears last week.  Working in the section were two friendly woman who helped me find sizes and colors.  They were great.

Because of their help I found lots to buy– which meant that it took them a long time to take the shoplifter tags off my clothes, to fold the clothes, to swipe the price tags, to subtract the sale discounts, to re-calculate the total, and then to put the clothes into the shopping bags.

Naturally we got talking while all this was going on.

We agreed that Lands’ End 100% cotton tops– of all sorts– are just about the best thing ever.  I mentioned that most of my Lands’ End tops are for daily wear, but that I also buy a few larger ones to use a tops with flannel jammie bottoms.  I find that the turtlenecks, in particular, are very cozy in bed at night in the winter.

Well, both women began to laugh– and out came a story.

Earlier that day a customer had said the same thing that I did… and then she had gone on to explain in-depth why she liked to wear these tops to bed.  Apparently, she liked the Lands’ End 100% cotton tops because that meant when she got up in the morning she didn’t have to get dressed.

Instead, she just put on a large sweatshirt over her sleeping ensemble, added shoes and a coat– then went out the door on her daily errands to places like the grocery, drug store, post office.  In fact they told me, she said that winter was her favorite time of year because she could wear the same clothes for 24 hours straight!


People tell me lots of stuff, and usually I kind of have an inkling of where the story is going, but this one caught me unawares.  I started laughing wondering if these women thought I might be doing the same thing!  I couldn’t talk fast enough to assure them that I don’t wear the same Lands’ End 100% cotton shirt around the clock.

Nope, not me.  I, at least, keep my Lands’ End 100% cotton shirts divided between daytime wear– and nighttime wear.  ‘Cuz I’m classy like that.

[Hello FTC!  Long time no see.  As usual I want to assure you that I didn’t receive any monetary consideration for writing about something that I just happen to like.  So you need not concern yourself with me and my sweet little bloggy.  Okie dokie, then?]