tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48814737171107096592024-02-21T07:24:36.724-08:00Mudlarque MusesPotting, Knitting and Herding CatsMJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11756881323321259135noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881473717110709659.post-7875248305055848632015-04-22T21:04:00.000-07:002015-04-22T21:04:12.970-07:00Updated map<img height="300" src="http://chart.apis.google.com/chart?cht=map:fixed=-70,-180,80,180&chs=450x300&chf=bg,s,336699&chco=d0d0d0,cc0000&chd=s:99999999999999&chld=AD|FR|IE|IT|ES|VA|JP|TW|AI|MX|CA|PR|GB|CN" width="450" /><br />visited 14 states (6.22%)<br /><a href="http://douweosinga.com/projects/visited?region=world"></a><br />
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I realized I have been to some new places since I posted this map a few years ago. Since Hong Kong is part of China, it looks like I have been to mainland China.<br />
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And I've been to a little tiny bit of Canada, but the map makes it look way more impressive. Ditto Spain, Italy, France and Mexico.<br />
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I haven't travelled abroad since the 2011 trip to Spain and France. I am so happy when I am in a new place for a while. But now that I have a dog it is more complicated getting away for any length of time. <br />
He is such a sweet loving creature and I know he is confused when I am not around on a regular basis. Maybe once I retire I can hit the road again.<br />
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Ah yes, retirement. I have finally started setting some wheels in motion. <br />
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<br />MJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11756881323321259135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881473717110709659.post-42854137208947941972013-01-24T20:26:00.001-08:002013-01-24T20:27:55.854-08:00Banjo<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-size: large;">He is 3 years old and a retired racing greyhound.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">He is just as sweet as he looks. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">His one mistake was eating a teddy bear. Which was not because he had no other toys of his own. It was just tastier. He pooped stuffing for a couple of days but otherwise suffered no ill effects.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">He is exceedingly polite and well-mannered. He has made me enjoy walking again.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Sometimes a cat or two or three will join us on our walk. Banjo has learned to ignore them. But it is a pretty silly sight to see us all strolling down the street together. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">When I come home he does this adorable happy dance. Look at that tail. It goes like a bullwhip when he is excited.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">What a sleek handsome creature he is. I hope it is true that people start to look like their pets. I will be skinny and leggy soon.</span></span> <br />
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MJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11756881323321259135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881473717110709659.post-61464696533643533472011-09-08T19:30:00.000-07:002011-09-08T19:39:12.825-07:00Cancer<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Nothing derails your train of thought like the words "invasive" and "carcinoma" coming out of the phone. Well. There it is. </span><br />
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">After planning my funeral and wondering who would take all the cats, I finally gave up waiting to hear from my primary care physician and made an appointment with a breast surgeon. So following the MRI and the pathology report I learned that this is not going to be a reason to quit the job and spend the retirement account. Dang. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There will be a lumpectomy (what an ugly word) on Monday, and then I will find out about radiation and chemo or hormone therapy. But apparently there will be no excuse for doing the Camille thing. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In the meantime here are some words of wisdom:</span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTQ7RpJNFWr5yC3SEgWjw1RZ-84NqDF4Z2lXUlFaKovm_WtrzuDdlmg8ePRkiU7n2q2a7G7R-IXYPz6KSOwWnVE4RdSb34Hrl8fDl8pYBrHVYu61LpsheBZvDbyrWIMGljepB25M90gxA/s1600/DSC02425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTQ7RpJNFWr5yC3SEgWjw1RZ-84NqDF4Z2lXUlFaKovm_WtrzuDdlmg8ePRkiU7n2q2a7G7R-IXYPz6KSOwWnVE4RdSb34Hrl8fDl8pYBrHVYu61LpsheBZvDbyrWIMGljepB25M90gxA/s640/DSC02425.JPG" width="360" /></a><blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">FIVE RULES TO REMEMBER IN LIFE: (blatantly stolen Susan Wever who attributed them to someone named Roz)</span></blockquote><br />
<blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1. Money cannot buy happiness but it's more comfortable to cry in a Mercedes than on a bicycle.</span></blockquote><br />
<blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">2. Forgive your enemy, but remember the bastard's name.</span></blockquote><br />
<blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">3. Help someone when they are in trouble and they will remember you when they're in trouble again.</span></blockquote><br />
<blockquote><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTQ7RpJNFWr5yC3SEgWjw1RZ-84NqDF4Z2lXUlFaKovm_WtrzuDdlmg8ePRkiU7n2q2a7G7R-IXYPz6KSOwWnVE4RdSb34Hrl8fDl8pYBrHVYu61LpsheBZvDbyrWIMGljepB25M90gxA/s1600/DSC02425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">4. Many people are alive only because it's illegal to shoot them.</span></blockquote><br />
<blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">5. Alcohol does not solve any problems, but then again, neither does milk. Drink Up Everyone !!!</span></blockquote><br />
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</span></div>MJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11756881323321259135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881473717110709659.post-51844169163451135762011-01-30T11:35:00.000-08:002011-01-30T11:35:56.100-08:00January<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Here are some things from this January.</span><br />
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A very interesting article about the importance of making, using your hands and mind and doing things well. It expresses well some ideas I have been mulling over for quite some time, but have never really put into a coherent form. It began when I started weaving, making pots, knitting. Why am I doing these things? Why do I feel compelled to make things as soon as I can escape from cubicle world? <br />
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</div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It is full of the ornaments I have collected over the years, mostly gifts from friends who are fondly remembered as I hang each little treasure.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There are the many eggs mom decorated so meticulously, with tiny scenes inside and glittering rhinestone outside.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">And there are the family ornaments that go back to my childhood. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'lucida grande';">Some of my cats have always walked with me around the immediate neighborhood. When I walk over to visit neighbors on Dorman Street Guapo and Smudgie will usually follow. When I walk to Oriental Street to pick up my csa share and eggs or to drop off Julie's share of the veggies they sometimes come only as far as the alley and wait there for me to return. Sometimes Guapo will climb the steps to the door like he expects to go in and visit, though at the first dog bark he will dash off into the cover of the shrubs. Last week Guapo and Tipitina followed me all the way to Karen's house and hung out in the garden chasing rabbits for over an hour, then came bounding over as I exited and joined me for the walk home. A couple of dog walkers had a chuckle at the sight of us strolling down North Street together.</span><br />
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A couple of days in San Francisco, then a drive down the coast to Morro Bay for a surprise summer camp birthday party. It was all wonderful. Except that my knees would not let me walk for any distance at all. Which is not good in SF.<br /><br />This the the courtyard at Katy's house where I stayed. Dylan lives in the downstairs appartment and had a cookout the first night I was there. He has some delightful friends, and sitting around the fire in the jasmine scented garden was lovely.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnDIuLp8rZtnpVsadzDpNXZU04odQcC0HEifTl96SW-zBja5K1Jr9CcO_nnSMhIxn23Be_s67R1d_GsujVquQRv1xMiXaJaBJbkYDvYHDhwBG2d3DiuaCMqjoLTHgzEnJOErAe7FX4O2U/s1600-h/P1000253.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnDIuLp8rZtnpVsadzDpNXZU04odQcC0HEifTl96SW-zBja5K1Jr9CcO_nnSMhIxn23Be_s67R1d_GsujVquQRv1xMiXaJaBJbkYDvYHDhwBG2d3DiuaCMqjoLTHgzEnJOErAe7FX4O2U/s320/P1000253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352049906662657778" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I spent a day at the DeYoung museum in Golden Gate Park, which was also beautiful. The sculpture garden and tower view of the city , and an exhobit of clay and glass works were most memorable.<br /><br /><br /><br />Friday I picked up a rental car and drove down Route 1, stopping frequently to enjoy the views and buy fresh fruit at farm stands - apricots, cherries, strawberries.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTXGk4Xk9JJDCzJGUiU9yCqk20cZ2AIni2T1Xj32ltiVqx6XYnPTIDJHC7pZVOQFLelnuFHgr9lDDK9BrU_xp75Tv3LArjiMtG3DhaHdqdSsEUiKHR3dMNFu74vz5kYxUVHUUHJXeLQuU/s1600-h/P1000268.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 465px; height: 348px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTXGk4Xk9JJDCzJGUiU9yCqk20cZ2AIni2T1Xj32ltiVqx6XYnPTIDJHC7pZVOQFLelnuFHgr9lDDK9BrU_xp75Tv3LArjiMtG3DhaHdqdSsEUiKHR3dMNFu74vz5kYxUVHUUHJXeLQuU/s320/P1000268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352051494341203314" border="0" /></a><br />Finally reached Morro Bay and the campground where Noelle and Eleanor and a jolly group of freinds were setting up. I pitched my tiny little cocoon of a tent, which turned out to be perfect and comfy, and we all enjoyed ourselves waiting for the birthday boy.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilOfE5CTF5n0wJmlF178DNAGRD0jnKBmDY_M9mdT-h4qehYNr5evQxxCHK85yyRxiCOcn1fyLWhJXCOg16G1EoG9KS2JplPYDkOPQnXJJibpvBPAuPsuBGD0mvVHhkwWfLBEEW_MU14pQ/s1600-h/P1000280.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilOfE5CTF5n0wJmlF178DNAGRD0jnKBmDY_M9mdT-h4qehYNr5evQxxCHK85yyRxiCOcn1fyLWhJXCOg16G1EoG9KS2JplPYDkOPQnXJJibpvBPAuPsuBGD0mvVHhkwWfLBEEW_MU14pQ/s320/P1000280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352052169466970002" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifEHJy7qtvqsR9EFam_K9swuX9mo6wabwO8C2sCmENv5rK4JzHqBOtBL37eiUN6KJD0_XqOkpTOrHk_mbnlbaqmLikJg1GlMeJpRHoja3_nHLNKTqPo6J-5atevd1gnT3QuIx6z87fLoI/s1600-h/P1000291.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 388px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifEHJy7qtvqsR9EFam_K9swuX9mo6wabwO8C2sCmENv5rK4JzHqBOtBL37eiUN6KJD0_XqOkpTOrHk_mbnlbaqmLikJg1GlMeJpRHoja3_nHLNKTqPo6J-5atevd1gnT3QuIx6z87fLoI/s320/P1000291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352054645074947874" border="0" /></a> There was an elaborate throne and crown, beer, glitter,harp music, and more.<br /><br /><br />I do believe the other campers thought we were a cult.<br /><br />More pictures at:<br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/mudlarque/CaliforniaJune2009#">http://picasaweb.google.com/mudlarque/CaliforniaJune2009#</a><br /><br /></span>MJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11756881323321259135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881473717110709659.post-8040761582792554202009-04-28T17:58:00.000-07:002009-04-28T18:07:11.937-07:00Seriously Spring<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_FY6vDGA4rv9zGolwPIF95PQetU0eO_TYC1tReXgfDglUS9JJE7H747WRpXF0xtlkJxS7Hp0vD8sxXhR5vn4KjZGWakpNtvsD6Zkb3s9yuJiqxgSLaWZjK7_otGrQoU9wmMyO2T40dNs/s1600-h/P1000196.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_FY6vDGA4rv9zGolwPIF95PQetU0eO_TYC1tReXgfDglUS9JJE7H747WRpXF0xtlkJxS7Hp0vD8sxXhR5vn4KjZGWakpNtvsD6Zkb3s9yuJiqxgSLaWZjK7_otGrQoU9wmMyO2T40dNs/s200/P1000196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329912480417422898" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicw9CHeQWFSMtpf7Tk0TJVyjTfm0mMHcGUp6wRgBVwayL8PpvpNltK_h5m3vx8LA1RAAbkHalig7TKFzEE1eD6xUcGWyC-re7UQMtxoXLG6dNLBXctACc1XrRdtX3yQo_4tjO1ST7JXZ0/s1600-h/P1000193.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicw9CHeQWFSMtpf7Tk0TJVyjTfm0mMHcGUp6wRgBVwayL8PpvpNltK_h5m3vx8LA1RAAbkHalig7TKFzEE1eD6xUcGWyC-re7UQMtxoXLG6dNLBXctACc1XrRdtX3yQo_4tjO1ST7JXZ0/s200/P1000193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329911789803217778" border="0" /></a><br />Oh yeah, baby! This is what all the digging and planting was about! My beautiful "Sultans of Spring" tulips next to my crazy new rainbarrel.<br /><br /><br /><br />But wait...there's more! The backyard was an explosion of color. The bigger tulips and daffodils are done now, but more little ones keep opening. You can see that even the beasties are impressed.MJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11756881323321259135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881473717110709659.post-6211127107766076472009-03-26T18:27:00.000-07:002009-03-26T18:39:56.210-07:00Sign of Spring<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8wI_m4am1CZTwEHi8JetzisSYyFaUxN5hQwA4669PPmgXnLLbC8blNzh-v4GvXV7VdLVlCNIqHRVytdrVXYEmq3wNfqUv2cfqjbf0DkmtqSzoREvIoUnMmge6bZD3uY0KM7DczLHyUe8/s1600-h/P1000116.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 156px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8wI_m4am1CZTwEHi8JetzisSYyFaUxN5hQwA4669PPmgXnLLbC8blNzh-v4GvXV7VdLVlCNIqHRVytdrVXYEmq3wNfqUv2cfqjbf0DkmtqSzoREvIoUnMmge6bZD3uY0KM7DczLHyUe8/s200/P1000116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317675378739845714" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Yesterday when I came home from work the cats ran to greet me as usual.<br /><br />(They generally want to come inside for a bite to eat and a hug after a day outside in the sun.)<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I noticed something stuck to Guapo's whiskers.</span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Yep. Bird feathers.<br /><br />The hunting season is officially open.</span>MJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11756881323321259135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881473717110709659.post-66575947845718384812009-01-28T14:58:00.000-08:002009-01-28T15:04:39.364-08:00Snow at Last<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgumq-TZKmpPLZf1D_orLQvE-pjgAbB-JUotCYxQYkwHqpL-l74wHdRfubg6P9zV74KM5wXcq-osFtcrx46ETAOY84diRYAi3jQdrjhHB2l_m0eHEX4z9rDz6Y0-ARR4Doisy_MB5TQjCg/s1600-h/P1000099.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgumq-TZKmpPLZf1D_orLQvE-pjgAbB-JUotCYxQYkwHqpL-l74wHdRfubg6P9zV74KM5wXcq-osFtcrx46ETAOY84diRYAi3jQdrjhHB2l_m0eHEX4z9rDz6Y0-ARR4Doisy_MB5TQjCg/s200/P1000099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296484214375492098" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ97zF7qgUlbEWhe3s5qc0yhID2MWDUQQq8EgFPFqb0Qiba5a4zVvG58QBI5CoKA-No9-VRMJ9eNc_Ld6zxDtwip1YdhYO3rAvnTDoEEwjNWkrrL884cxQ7YGfMa008pa_iKFGOpU8Gx0/s1600-h/P1000098.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ97zF7qgUlbEWhe3s5qc0yhID2MWDUQQq8EgFPFqb0Qiba5a4zVvG58QBI5CoKA-No9-VRMJ9eNc_Ld6zxDtwip1YdhYO3rAvnTDoEEwjNWkrrL884cxQ7YGfMa008pa_iKFGOpU8Gx0/s200/P1000098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296483418862666722" border="0" /></a><br />We finally had some shovelable snow here. Just enough to make me stiff and sore from clearing my sidewalks. But it is so beautiful. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8o48O4k2YkFSz1mr9n6yxhp52XSp4pHtNVLT8huiJXtBSAe_-EGIfW-yuCrKztWbWy8DRg9DOrfDI2mcCwoaBDyZtQ9WwHCLd2qvrsm8MmbNYiE2TlL64txxY3zq9zX1jMOCfZhOmRo/s1600-h/P1000101.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8o48O4k2YkFSz1mr9n6yxhp52XSp4pHtNVLT8huiJXtBSAe_-EGIfW-yuCrKztWbWy8DRg9DOrfDI2mcCwoaBDyZtQ9WwHCLd2qvrsm8MmbNYiE2TlL64txxY3zq9zX1jMOCfZhOmRo/s200/P1000101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296483651523559010" border="0" /></a>MJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11756881323321259135noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881473717110709659.post-72656496026071332372008-05-26T10:15:00.000-07:002008-05-27T19:04:30.202-07:00After the House TourThe house tour was a great success and the neighborhood raised a good sum toward our many projects. The house has never looked better. Of course I can't find anything now that I'm all organized.MJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11756881323321259135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881473717110709659.post-81914864939567881762008-05-04T18:00:00.000-07:002008-05-27T19:02:30.981-07:00Squandering my Retirement<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyBBrNXgLcYSyugI21Q-g1rtV6oSgdmbHRG5cKeHC57dn5EPpOjU3B2_ny3Bq6aSUXmQARJjcBfpfqZDB-K6sr0UFcSZ4lyDDJlymFkty5qSSF1XgcNo3o6MMlckElxQDwqgkg9qo2YxU/s1600-h/P1000352.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyBBrNXgLcYSyugI21Q-g1rtV6oSgdmbHRG5cKeHC57dn5EPpOjU3B2_ny3Bq6aSUXmQARJjcBfpfqZDB-K6sr0UFcSZ4lyDDJlymFkty5qSSF1XgcNo3o6MMlckElxQDwqgkg9qo2YxU/s200/P1000352.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205233545439970642" /></a><br /><br />I have decided that I may not be around to enjoy my retirement so I am going to enjoy my present. I watched my parents postpone so many things for a future that never came.<div>Since my house is on the neighborhood home tour I have been spending money like I had it. I have not added any debt, but the proceeds from the sale of the Boston condo are pretty well burned through. </div><div><br /></div><div>I have hired professional help to finish some of the house projects, so now I have a working shower in the downstairs bath (yea!!!) that is really nice, and tile in the laundry/mud room area, and cleaned and organized the laundry area, and had the upstairs bath tile finished. </div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWgt6vqJ1yvqrAFDEUBGOspgImQ_wTHcNpLs08CgqX-nHndzAEIHmAKn347G8L8748pKAsup6S0CGj0GOl0E3hGrSxSJWgh0sBcAiZhvHG_VYj8xUB1ZDAMleXXMCTfm4SJaxlAIsVadg/s200/P1000414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205234086605849954" /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO3QdaLqtxOeUKnth0ZIX9zRLXLy67OkaA8G9fpgfyfSsbO7eUIVREu1_4nidUtP997KE7Ixg7QEm4UOBGybtgElgPvZBoB5ZKDTJUMor8PyRQ0fSF7eyQkdXgM4bONhoZiF8i_f7KuWQ/s320/P1000421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205224337030087970" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The contractor added beadboard to the front of the tub area to finally finish it off, and I hope to get the touch-up painting done next week. I am even having professionally made curtains done for the downstairs.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1S4D6-8wq2UMXcrgjTFyKkLXWVsGx_9U_B1uWwMewZLMaKiyihokoj3PhYbZgNz2sQDxOrJ_FEZq_vdQzBXpOPk1QNRDQGLzYZ1Ry499aet1oCGTc9JrAEmKHXNqa0PGZXlnqckdwutE/s1600-h/P1000422.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1S4D6-8wq2UMXcrgjTFyKkLXWVsGx_9U_B1uWwMewZLMaKiyihokoj3PhYbZgNz2sQDxOrJ_FEZq_vdQzBXpOPk1QNRDQGLzYZ1Ry499aet1oCGTc9JrAEmKHXNqa0PGZXlnqckdwutE/s200/P1000422.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205241804662080898" /></a><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div>I have some wonderful new paintings hung too, and that really brightens things up. <br /></div></div><div><br /></div><div>Lots of new plants in the garden in front and down the side. The hollyhocks are budding, and the roses, and the first of the wildflowers in front. There will be lots of sunflowers this summer, and in front there are astilbe, lilies, lenten rose, lilly of the valley, bleeding heart, columbine, and iris. In the meadow there are milkweed, coneflowers, russian sage, ornamental corn, and lots of things I don't know the names of. On the side there are delphinium, lots of strawberries, poppies, foxgloves, more lilies, and of course sunflowers and hollyhocks. Oh, and clematis, and lavender, and peonies.</div><div><br /></div><div>I have actually signed the contract for the landscapers to do the back yard, with patio and plants and walls with phlox spilling over, and a fountain. It is amazing what there is room for if you get rid of the grass. And I have rainbarrel, and birdfeeders and a little birdbath to keep the wildlife happy.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>MJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11756881323321259135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881473717110709659.post-67041510132147769482008-04-07T12:39:00.001-07:002008-04-07T12:54:47.702-07:00Spring at lastIt was the most perfect spring day yesterday. My jonquils burst into bloom, my little redbud tree is covered in buds ready to open, and as I raked away the dead leaves in the gardens there were all sorts of little plants reaching for the light.<br /><br />I planted lots of sunflowers, about 6 different kinds, and some stock, globe amaranth, and some seedlings that I don't remember the names of. I am really really sore now.<br /><br />Took a workshop up at Ball State U with <a href="http://www.minnesotapotters.com/individualpages/lindachristianson.html">Linda Christianson</a>, who is a wonderful potter. It was most inspiring. Her work is so warm and lively and inviting. <b><br /><br /></b><br />I really want to get into the studio now. Meeting with Steve the contractor on Thursday to see what he might do to get the building into better shape. And maybe a few things on the house to get ready for the home tour next month.MJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11756881323321259135noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881473717110709659.post-62422641226176410572008-01-27T20:41:00.000-08:002008-02-14T16:39:08.881-08:00Winter nesting<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuBPmBqquW_D-txX6a-s2hAPjLn3R4YYkPnya8j6eOIgOF2PyeFDACBVEt2yBLHjVd7B5UW3ZGammWnRIEsyFDeVPTfg_7XGVEDc4y5z9uv4mEbcGvhnBnapgVz4YUnlXt8Z5NNeNxb8s/s1600-h/P1000320.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuBPmBqquW_D-txX6a-s2hAPjLn3R4YYkPnya8j6eOIgOF2PyeFDACBVEt2yBLHjVd7B5UW3ZGammWnRIEsyFDeVPTfg_7XGVEDc4y5z9uv4mEbcGvhnBnapgVz4YUnlXt8Z5NNeNxb8s/s320/P1000320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160386094967191474" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ju5JaZy3mpSG0hja5gFN8gQJje4GKIAkqzoC7Mexc9q0VpYMaP3e2MMLNzgtVtaaQoiAlTAq4Xfg6feCAiPK0KXc8kWbMQHBQ-2laWuDdk25cPZ5PU_KFGSYzwvZ25kf-ZqN8HWVODM/s1600-h/P1000312.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ju5JaZy3mpSG0hja5gFN8gQJje4GKIAkqzoC7Mexc9q0VpYMaP3e2MMLNzgtVtaaQoiAlTAq4Xfg6feCAiPK0KXc8kWbMQHBQ-2laWuDdk25cPZ5PU_KFGSYzwvZ25kf-ZqN8HWVODM/s320/P1000312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160385025520334754" border="0" /></a><div style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">This is Mr Fish and his amigarumi friends. The crazy little lady and her doragon came from Wawaya on Etsy.com. I love them. Mr Fish's bowl rests on a heating pad to keep him thinking he is in the topics.</span></div><div><br /></div><div style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">El Guapo likes to visit Mr Fish and drink his water. He never actually bothers the fish, and I am not sure why the fish water is more appealing than the fresh cool water in the the cats' bowl. There's just no figuring the critters.</span></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div>MJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11756881323321259135noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881473717110709659.post-25566056891037397322008-01-09T10:03:00.000-08:002008-01-09T10:06:38.273-08:00JanuaryHere is is, early January and I have been sleeping with the windows open. Which is nice, and makes the cats happy because they climb out onto the porch roof and survey their kingdom from on high. But at this rate the spring flowers could get very confused and lured into a doomed early bloom. Hope not.MJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11756881323321259135noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881473717110709659.post-49076346657849011202007-11-06T14:51:00.000-08:002007-11-08T08:28:21.768-08:00Back from MassachusettsA perfectly lovely time in Massachusetts.<br />Saw a hunt:<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/mudlarque/MudlarqueMuses/photo?authkey=tqFlJek5P8s#5129877957758378194"><img src="http://lh6.google.com/mudlarque/RzD80sVLYNI/AAAAAAAAAYM/bzRuELchagA/s400/P1000214.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />Saw the Essex marshes from Janet & Jim's house:<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/mudlarque/MudlarqueMuses/photo?authkey=tqFlJek5P8s#5129866395706417330"><img src="http://lh6.google.com/mudlarque/RzDyTsVLYLI/AAAAAAAAAX8/josFw9U3kqg/s400/P1000218.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Saw the ocean:<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/mudlarque/MudlarqueMuses/photo?authkey=tqFlJek5P8s#5129875788799893698"><img src="http://lh5.google.com/mudlarque/RzD62cVLYMI/AAAAAAAAAYE/1BKss5CMlvM/s400/P1000232.jpg" /></a><br />This is The Barnacle, where I had clam chowder for lunch looking out the window onto Marblehead Harbor.<br /><br /><br />Mostly saw friends - Katherine H, Dave R, Jim D and Lee from the old job, Georgette's play with the Mugford Street Players, and even Tom, the ex, who was friendly and cordial.<br /><br />It all makes me wonder what I am doing in Indiana. Maybe I should pack up the cats and move back east.MJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11756881323321259135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881473717110709659.post-90619405097283624132007-10-27T15:03:00.000-07:002007-11-07T15:27:17.603-08:00Sock progressAlmost done with the second Hedera,<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/mudlarque/MudlarqueMuses/photo?authkey=tqFlJek5P8s#5127237214296301682"><img src="http://lh3.google.com/mudlarque/RyebFMVLYHI/AAAAAAAAAXc/6JTmV-E7SjE/s400/P1000184.JPG" /></a><br /><br />the first Monkey,<br /><br /><img src="http://lh3.google.com/mudlarque/Ryi638VLYJI/AAAAAAAAAXs/0m5LtF8DgFo/s400/P1000185.JPG" /><br /><br /><br />the first Jaywalker.<br /><br /><img src="http://lh6.google.com/mudlarque/Ryi62sVLYII/AAAAAAAAAXk/_u9uGHFGb0k/s400/P1000195.JPG" /><br /><br /><br /><br />But also started a Clapotis.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="%3Ca%20href=" com="" mudlarque="" mudlarquemuses="" authkey="tqFlJek5P8s#5127227567799754850""><img src="http://lh5.google.com/mudlarque/RyeSTsVLYGI/AAAAAAAAAXU/eiDsFHOo4sE/s400/P1000190.JPG" /></a>MJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11756881323321259135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881473717110709659.post-27266967370418970982007-10-01T08:16:00.000-07:002007-10-01T08:19:56.306-07:00Cats in Sweaters<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia_KnaLBaI0MRDeCJvU1Krbtu3VcB-OjLUSMQ5M_6twsigfkjuZDq9fc5y8dK8moXh1dCzVdMSDdqc1VQIIF_IWoGbJFtfEBRQ7t-YodlP1NOUbJ9yTwaxGdB-gQhTsSFbTQQlGXl3css/s1600-h/P1000132.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia_KnaLBaI0MRDeCJvU1Krbtu3VcB-OjLUSMQ5M_6twsigfkjuZDq9fc5y8dK8moXh1dCzVdMSDdqc1VQIIF_IWoGbJFtfEBRQ7t-YodlP1NOUbJ9yTwaxGdB-gQhTsSFbTQQlGXl3css/s200/P1000132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116388167981660674" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3dkNSfJEZl-oIGWFyocaaSjVQbOOpi1gepOPFHHOwt8u007wJUqSMkcaGHzbeD0sZeghm2dKnCrCu_WcjUKutxYPedOl9S-U_ulS6Jxl8DlsNx1btwKtKCT-kusI8JDLrnNq9PpaV5E8/s1600-h/09-30-07_1113.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3dkNSfJEZl-oIGWFyocaaSjVQbOOpi1gepOPFHHOwt8u007wJUqSMkcaGHzbeD0sZeghm2dKnCrCu_WcjUKutxYPedOl9S-U_ulS6Jxl8DlsNx1btwKtKCT-kusI8JDLrnNq9PpaV5E8/s200/09-30-07_1113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116387961823230450" border="0" /></a><br />Crazy Aunt Purl is having a Cats in Sweaters contest, so I had to enter.<br />Here is Little Egypt wearing the sweater I made for mom's teddy bear so many years ago.<br /><br />And here is El Guapo, less than thrilled about being dressed up.MJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11756881323321259135noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881473717110709659.post-15017974607549889252007-09-04T15:14:00.000-07:002007-09-04T15:17:33.780-07:00All Quiet on the Home Front<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">All my actors are gone now and the house is quiet. The cats seem to be somewhat relieved, and I am glad to have a little me time, but it sure was nice having a house full for the Indy Fringe.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">I think the festival will be considered a success, and I know the Mugfords and Phil had great preformances, good audiences, and fun.</span>MJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11756881323321259135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881473717110709659.post-53136192965661957372007-08-28T11:03:00.000-07:002007-08-28T11:05:47.109-07:00Raveled at last!So now I am on Ravelry, but too busy this week to do much about it. Fringe Festival is in full swing, house full of actors (2 Jims, 1 Stephen, 1 Phil, plus lodger April) and it looks like I might have to do some extra volunteer shifts this weekend. But a good time will be had by all.MJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11756881323321259135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881473717110709659.post-26500428599742131172007-08-22T11:28:00.000-07:002007-08-22T11:29:23.001-07:00Ravelry magic number<div class="result"> <div class="title">Found you!</div> <ul><li>You signed up on June 20, 2007</li><li>You are #10331 on the list.</li><li>666 people are ahead of you in line.</li><li>17071 people are behind you in line.</li><li>35% of the list has been invited so far</li></ul>and devil take the hindmost!<br /></div>MJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11756881323321259135noreply@blogger.com0