Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Today looked promising. A wonderful link to Info Please.
Until I scanned the entire site and never found my personal hero and saint at all.
No matter. Let's go to the common blogger's OED.
Ah, yes. Wikipedia's got the goods.
And if you type John W. Jones, Elmira, New York into Google, you get a whole day's tribute to him.
Happy Black History Month.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Actually, by definition we wouldn't qualify. Neither of us could reproduce, anyway. Both for the same reason. That's right, we were "fixed" ages ago.
Okay, so that's stretching it a bit. We were not in any real danger, except possibly from severe scolding and ragging. But Ellie and I got ready to walk along the Chemung River this morning.
Here are the first signs of trouble ahead. Yep, that's ice.
We still had a lovely walk. No sense losing the solitude. No one was around the entire time. Good reason: the entire area is inaccessible because of the ice.
The Water Board plowed the road to the strange rock-and-chicken-wire structures on Foster Island. I walked the road and let her tire herself on the snow cover.
Then we walked the levee back to the Tracker. And found the ice was spinning our tires. We threw it into Four Wheel High and did some strategic tracking and back tracking. It took a good deal of time and a lot of whining from Ellie. (Cursing from me...) After about six or seven trips up the levee, we were able to crest and head home.
She's napping now, with her head on the windowsill.
This is all just extra. I'm really blogging my work experiences from last night. Keep scrolling down. And welcome to winter in Elmira, New York.
Right smack in our department this year. The highlights included buckets strewn across the floor and desktops to catch the drips, and plastic garbage bags and dirty tarps to cover our workstations.
Yours Truly digging out the old dinosaur in hopes of finding some email.
Actually the wire above the machine should have been the first warning that the machine was largely useless.
Can't wait to see what waits on Monday.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Indoors, all my floors are stained from icemelt. I vacuum and sweep, but won't deep-clean until after our next visit with the HuggaMutt.
There has to be a limit. My mother would wash the floors nearly every day when I was little. (Seven kids and an A Type homemaker! I will never measure up...) We even had indoor-outdoor carpeting (the very expensive kind, really quite beautiful, as I recall) in our kitchen, and she would wash it with a mop.
But in Little Pond there are only two humans now. There is that much less tracking. And it helps.
We can expect very cold temperatures again, shortly. Glad Ellie will visit then. Our little CuddleBum will be very welcome on the sofa.
Monday, February 19, 2007
I was not disappointed. The penultimate paragraph (almost saving the best for last!) deals with our own local history makers. Naturally Verdier mentions my personal hero (practically a patron saint!), John W. Jones. But in a sweet sidelight, she touches on Henry Washington, who brought his mother Mary Ann here, who became a cook at Quarry Farm, where Mark Twain wrote a few of his novels.
If you follow this link, it will open a PDF (takes a few seconds)--go all the way down to 1868, where the story is highlighted in blue.
Finally, in a separate block on our oped page, there's a short piece on golfers William and Renee Powell. William Powell was the developer (design, construction, proprietor and operator) of Clearview, the first course specifically for African-Americans, and his daughter Renee became one of only three blacks to play on the LPGA tour. While the Powells are not Elmirans, but this is a huge golfing area, so we surely can claim them as heros, too. More information on the Powells here.
This is a great town to live in during Black History Month for any history buff.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
No crossword or sudoku, except for store bought.
Husband RJ says the birds waited impatiently for him to dig out their breakfasts.
It is so cold, he dug out all his old layering thermals and lined pieces and began insisting I wear them.
Ellie and I are going to feel our walk this morning.
Update: 9:00 AM. What is all the fuss? There isn't more than a foot of snow out here. It is frigid, though, and Ellie's paws need constant attention, because she won't walk in her Muttluks. Still, we had a nice walk and will go out to the bank later, after RJ gets paid.
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Looks iffy to me. Ice all bunched up and crunched together. They stick straight up from the ice. I don't remember the rivers doing this in Auburn, Massachusetts. But then, we weren't allowed to go near them. We skated on ponds.
Husband RJ was relieved when we came back. He has visions of us falling through. The ice is way too thick for that. I would bet a car could go over the ice now.
We were frozen by the time we rode home.
Saturday, February 10, 2007
The only sounds are the distant traffic, and the doves that we continually disturbed along the way. This is not the Chemung that I know. It's been years since it has frozen quite like this. We walked in places that we only last used when the bed was almost completely dry during a drought, probably in the summer of 2005.
The silence feels good, though. I can hear Ellie's tags jingling as she scampers across the snow-crust. My feel move only a little at a time, because I am still afraid of hearing the sharp, scary report. We do not hear any cracking, except the thin crust. I see cracks, but they are old and already frozen over, too. It gives me the urge to waddle all the way down to Fitch's Bridge in Golden Glow. We don't. Let's not advertise this wonder.
I don't want to be there when the snowmobile owners discover what we learned this morning. We loved communing with the silent river.
Friday, February 09, 2007
1-Favorite red food would definitely be cherry-pie-filling desserts. Topping the list (pun intended) would be cherry cheese cake.
2-Red clothes? One red shirt and some red shoes. Still working on the red blazer.
3-The only red item in sight while at the computer is "Mac Version Included" sticker on a SegaSoft virtual makeover kit. It's front has a lady dressed in a red top.
4-I was told that I ran a red light last fall at night, but I could have sworn it was green. Let's hope that I'm not having some sort of color problem at night. I've had trouble with reds and oranges before, but not red and green.
5-"Seeing Red" is not my style. Pale face and cold silence is more like it. Sounds white to me.
Monday, February 05, 2007
They froze on the way to my 9:30 doctor's appointment. I immediately backtracked towards home, but they got better by the time I pulled up to the house. Wasn't late for my appointment, either.
Felt like the time my electrical failed, and I had to really stomp on the pedal.
(Frozen) Little Pond
Sunday, February 04, 2007
Saturday, February 03, 2007
To keep it interesting for you web surfers, I will only tout those black Americans we can feature with links.
BHM question of the day: Who was the first Black Woman Mayor of a major U.S. city?
Need Help from Game Geeks!!!
We have an old copy of Torin's Passage, that was a favorite of my daughters when they were little. It will not play on any computer or console, now.
I assume we need some sort of simulator. Help, anyone?
Leave a comment and I will answer.
Friday, February 02, 2007
Time flies. All the more appropriate on the eve of possible changes to extend daylight savings time.
1--I can usually get out the door in one half hour, shower and all. Do it every Sunday. Don't forget that I cannot use most cosmetics, so my hair and face are low maintenance.
2--It's a maximum of seven minutes to work. In fact, in the tiny City of Elmira, NY, there is no place in the city that takes more than seven minutes to reach.
3--I waste one hour maximum on weekdays and four or more on weekends, just playing video games. TV is a lot less. Not much for television. Comes from working nights. I do tape and watch, but lately we just delete them. There just doesn't seem to be much use in getting invested in changeable programming.
4--Including nuking the lunch, no more than one hour total on weekdays is spent on meal preparation. Because it is pretty much a leisure activity, I can rack up hours cooking or baking on weekends.
5--If you read the MS Companion, you may already know that for me, sleep is a problem, because I work nights. I get about 6 to 6-1/2 a night with about 1/2 to 1 hour nap at noontide. Weekends I try to grab 7 or 8 at night, with a snooze, usually in front of the TV, of about 1/2 hour. Old age is robbing me of those lovely, long ten hour sleeps that kids enjoy.
And there is never, never, never enough time to blog as much as I want.
Thursday, February 01, 2007
So I went over the LaShawn Barber's Corner, and sure enough, she's right on the money. Our local paper has already touched on her hero, too. The fellow who started the whole Black History movement.
But of course, if you are a regular visitor to the Little Pond, you already know who my local hero and saint is. I'm not telling just yet, because I will link to the paper when he appears. We have some other local black heroes, too. So watch this space, all month, for notable black history maker and news makers.