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Willow
Look who came to visit me at the store today….. She was a Mother’s Day gift! To read her “love” story, go here and have tissues handy, it’s a Hallmark Moment.
Stepping out of the Box
I had a mission this morning. The kitchen is coming together at This Old House and we noticed the area over the stove and under the hood looked mighty bland. Something needs to go there, but what? I did a net search of tile medallions and mosaics, etc, but wasn’t coming up with anything exciting. Mike wanted grapes. (sigh… you think this has something to do with the red ? ) and I was thinking something interesting and sort of mediterannean. Subliminal wishful thinking maybe, I have no idea.
So anyway… I drove down to the nearest Tile place. They have a great selection, huge! I was optimistic that I could put together some sort of grape-like mediterannean point of interest for over the stove.
I browsed… ..and browsed. Three saleswomen sitting at their computers in the center of the showroom ignore my browsing and I figure since I’m the only one in the store they’re busy with yesterday’s massive orders and will get to me when they get to me. After 20 minutes it got to me.
Finally some assistance. And this is how it went:
SalesWoman: You need help?
Me: Yes, please. We bought this tile ( simple off-white brick tile in my hand) for our kitchen and I would like to design a simple mosaic or medallion for over the stove in an approximate 20″ x 20″ square.
SW: With THAT? THAT tile is very hard to do any sort of design with. You are stuck with only these few options over here.
(pointing to small upright rack with about four selections of tile I’m not attracted to. And notice she’s already informed me that I am “stuck” with these choices. She even thinks they’re bad. )
Me: Why is THIS tile so hard to do something with, it’s got no pattern, is a simple brick shape and easy color and I’m thinking in this whole showroom we should be able to come up with something.
SW: Well, no, you really can’t. I think this here is the only stuff you can work with.
(pointing again to ugly rack)
Me: Well why can’t we do something like a border with this over here…. (pointing out a really cool off-white matte finish border, real simple and the right color)…..and how about this awesome fruit basket medallion over here in the same matte finish and color for the center of the whole thing?
SW: Oh, I don’t know… they aren’t the same kind of tile.
Me: Why do they have to be the same kind of tile? It’s something we are making that is different than the tile all around it, it SHOULD be different?? Atleast it COULD be? No?….
SW: No, not really. This is it. Well I suppose that might look OK, actually… certainly different. Yes maybe that would work . Hmmmm….
Me: *sigh* OK.. so I also need an accent color in there so it pops out alittle, because so far it’s all the same color as even the cabinets, let alone the backsplash.
SW: You can’t fit tiles inside there, they won’t fit.
Me: What tiles?
SW: The ones you are using along the wall (the brick I came in with).
Me: I’m not USING that inside the mosaic thing, we are going to find something that fits, right? The accent color?
SW: Oh, ok. Like what?
Me: You know those little tiles you have on the back wall?… how about something like that?
SW: That might work.
We looked through the little tiles on the back wall, I picked glass mosaic tiles with red hues and brown marble squares too… and I think!.. I think and hope and kinda pray… that it’s going to look good when it’s all done. When she computed all the stuff into the system and ordered the components for the simple medallion/mosaic whatever… one-hour-and-a-half-later (!!!)
SW: “I think this is actually going to look good. Different “
Me: “Sometimes it’s good to step out of the box”.
It’s Complicated
I loved this movie from start to finish… what an excellent vehicle for Meryl Streep, Alec Baldwin and Steve Martin. John Krasinski was adorable in the role of soon-to-be son-in-law too…. Hillarious, honest, just the best movie I’ve seen in years. And oooh, to live in that house…
Mom
It takes just three letters to form one of the most significant words in life. I’ve owned that name proudly for 21 years. It’s a badge of honor, a demanding job title, a responsibility beyond any other, a source of great joy with a potential for great sorrow. I had no idea what it would mean before that very first moment when the nurses handed my tiny little baby girl over and we walked out the door of Yale New Haven Hospital into “real life”. I remember thinking… you mean, I’m responsible for the safety and well-being of this tiny little person,…. all by myself? …..with no one to check to see if I’m doing it right??. And don’t look at Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Handsome over there because he will pass out if he comes within three yards of a dirty diaper. Have you ever seen those fainting goats? I’m not kidding.
There’s nothing I’de rather be doing, mothering these two. I consider myself lucky every day. I’de say they’re turning out pretty good …so I must be doing something right after all.
As for my mother, there were surely times during my teen years that she questioned her sanity and mine, but I can say now that she is a best friend and one of my most ardent supporters. What would I do without her? I don’t want to know any time soon. Thanks, Mom 🙂
Things I will miss…
Packing today… throwing out, putting aside for goodwill, procrastinating, prioritizing and generally making a bigger mess. Also, noticing the little things that I will miss about THIS not so old house…
The birds love this place. Each spring there are atleast two or three nests in various spots..the front door wreath, the flood lights, under the overhangs… even the bluebirds seek shelter there in the bitter cold months. I hear that’s rare.
Hedge Fund
Anyone have an extra they aren’t losing using? Because we need a good one… to finish the hedges around the foundation. We got a good start today…. and admittedly we’re a little overly ambitious with the new plantings and might need to go rob a bank get a second job to finish what we started.
Painting The Town Red
Oh, I know it’s trivial compared to the world’s troubles…compared to some of OURS for that matter. But… we came to a crossroads today at This Old House. Followers of my old blog might remember the war discussion Mike and I had over his desire for something to be painted crime-scene-dried-blood-red heritage red somewhere in the house. Somewhere big. It’s apparently THAT kind of need. And I love the color, I do! As accents, not the entire horizon.
So.. I walked into the kitchen as the men stood round staring at the mantle with the various shades of RED..and I was to choose which RED I liked. Here’s how it goes.
Me: Red again? The whole fireplace?
Him: And the trim.
Me: The trim where?
Him: Around the whole room…and the cabinets.
Me: The Cabinets????….
Him: So where do you want me to stop (pointing DOWN THE HALL AND INTO THE MUDROOM)….
Me: DOWN THE HALL AND INTO THE MUDROOM? RED???????
Him: Yes… I can’t just stop HERE (pointing to the end of the kitchen)
Me: Oh yes you can. You’ll stop here. (pointing to trimwork at end of kitchen) And the cabinets? Red? REALLY?
Him: I SUPPOSE YOU HAVE A BETTER IDEA? Trust me, I know what I’m doing.
I’m gonna have to give in and let him have his way with heritage red somewhere… but please..
not here..
in my kitchen.
Trust me….
Mike graded the backyard and made an area for a brick patio…
This is the trim color I prefer…. Not that there’s anything wrong with red…
Jeff working on the cabinetry…which did not come fully compliant with the old beams of the old house.
See how the Garden Grows
I’ve come to know a lovely lady who is also a transplant from New York. We are both passionate about a town property of historical significance that will become a hub for historical, agricultural, recreational and educational activity and Michelle has put many many hours into the project in various ways. It’s an exciting time to be involved in the development of such a place. She is knowledgeable in all things horticultural and has graciously put together a selection of vintage fragrant peonies for my new gardens at This Old House. They include the Mrs. Jules Elie, Mrs. Euclid Snow, Mrs. FDR and Nancy Nicholls variety.
Thank you, Michelle –
Everything you didn’t want to know about Hot Dogs
It’s the subject of many urban legends, the object of many grade-schoolers’ double dares: do hot dogs contain pig snouts and chicken feathers, or are they really made from high-quality meat?
Wondering how many hotdogs are sold each year? In 2005, retail stores sold 764 million packages of hot dogs (not including Wal-Mart), which adds up to more than $1.5 billion in retail sales.
In 2006, Americans ate enough hot dogs at major league ballparks to stretch from RFK Stadium in Washington, D.C. to AT&T Park in San Francisco. New Yorkers eat more hot dogs than any other city population (even Chicago, also known for its hot dogs). Travelers at Chicago’s O’Hare International Airport eat six times more hot dogs than travelers at Los Angeles International Airport and LaGuardia Airport combined.
Hot dog season — during which Americans eat 7 billion hot dogs — stretches from Memorial Day to Labor Day. Americans eat 150 million hot dogs on the fourth of July, alone.
On to the million-dollar question: what are hot dogs made of? According to the National Hot Dog and Sausage Council:
“All hot dogs are cured and cooked sausages that consist of mainly pork, beef, chicken and turkey or a combination of meat and poultry. Meats used in hot dogs come from the muscle of the animal and looks much like what you buy in the grocer’s case. Other ingredients include water, curing agents and spices, such as garlic, salt, sugar, ground mustard, nutmeg, coriander and white pepper.”
However, there are a couple of caveats. “Variety meats,” which include things like liver, kidneys and hearts, may be used in processed meats like hot dogs, but the U.S. Department of Agriculture requires that they be disclosed on the ingredient label as “with variety meats” or “with meat by-products.”
Further, watch out for statements like “made with mechanically separated meats (MSM).” Mechanically separated meat is “a paste-like and batter-like meat product produced by forcing bones, with attached edible meat, under high pressure through a sieve or similar device to separate the bone from the edible meat tissue,” according to the U.S. Food Safety and Inspection Service (FSIS).
Although the FSIS maintains that MSM are safe to eat, mechanically separated beef is no longer allowed in hot dogs or other processed meats (as of 2004) because of fears of mad cow disease. Hot dogs can contain no more than 20 percent mechanically separated pork, and any amount of mechanically separated chicken or turkey.
So if you’re looking for the purest franks, pick those that are labeled “all beef,” “all pork,” or “all chicken, turkey, etc.” Franks labeled in this way must be made with meat from a single species and do not include byproducts (but check the label anyway, just to be sure. Turkey and chicken franks, for instance, can include turkey or chicken meat and turkey or chicken skin and fat in proportion to a turkey or chicken carcass).
What a pain in the a**. And how gross! But I love them. So now and then I’ll probably still grab an all beef- meat/by/product sodium nitrite- MSG-nitrosamine enriched dog with saurkraut and mustard .
How do you like your hot dog?