Beans

I've been posting a few poems by my mother over the last few days. Lest people get the impression my father was not equally talented I have decided to post one of his poems. I'm not sure it is original. I do remember him repeating the poem in a dramatic fashion often throughout my childhood however. Ahem:

Beans I love and beans I crave,

And beans I'll carry to my grave.

And on my tombstone shall be wrote,

Many beans passed down his throat.

Perhaps it was a betrayal of his wishes, but we, his family did NOT put that poem on his tombstone. We did add a little statue of a morel mushroom though. He really, really liked morels.

The Brook

Brooks run brown, where I come from;

The pine needles make them so.

I loved to go to my special one,

And sit and watch it flow.

The white foam bubbled all around,

As it tumbled over the rocks.

Moss crawled softly up the sides,

Of this most enchanting spot.

I'd throw pebbles in and listen,

To the kerplonking sound they made,

Beneath the fluffy Hemlocks,

In that shady little glade.

Of this very special spot,

I have sweet memories.

Of sitting by that little broook,

As it headed for the sea.

Mary J. Stevens

Vision In White

My latest read is Nora Roberts' Vision in White. It's the first of a planned quartet of stories about four women, best friends, who run a wedding business. They each play a unique role in providing services to brides. Parker is the overall organizer/planner. Emma is the florist. Laurel is the pastry chef. Mackensie is the photographer.

Vision in White is Mac's story. Mac found her calling early in life when she had an epiphany taking a photogaph of a "moment". Now she captures those moments for others because a photograph makes a moment last forever. This is something she needs to do for her own emotional well-being because she's a child of divorce. She learned early that moments and happiness don't last. Her father is distant and swoops in and out of her life. Her mother is serially involved with men in relationships that are doomed to end because Mac's mother is a selfish besom. All this psychological analysis is, of course, mine.

Mac meets Carter. Love ensues. I really enjoyed the part where Carter was an English teacher. And a nerd. And clumsy. He was no greek billionaire--which, you know, is my preferred type(the romance novel kind, not the Ari Onassis kind, fyi).

I enjoyed Vision in White and I was deflated at the end of realize that I have to wait until December 2009 to read Emma's story, Bed of Roses. Some idiot in publishing has apparently decided that other authors needs chance to publish and now they hold Nora's books back instead of publishing them three or four months in a row. I LIKE the fact that Nora writes fast. I DON'T LIKE having to wait so long between books.

Friday Night RIbs

It's been a long week. The count down to the end of the year is a stressful time--lots of referrals of kids to be tested, lots of testing, lots of reports, lots of meetings with parents. It seems that summer vacation is racing towards us like a speeding train. The feeling that school should be over pervades the student body which makes working with kids interesting to say the least.

Meanwhile, I'm on a mission to build up my red blood cells. So to celebrate the arrival of the weekend we ordered ribs tonight. I'm practically comatose with contentment. The compete series of Hogan's Heroes which I ordered for Judy has arrived and we're about twelve shows into Season 1. I see lots of Hogan's Heroes in my future. Ribs can go a long way to making anything tolerable.

Berry Picking

With an old straw hat upon my head,

And my pants down to my shoes,

I set out to go berry picking,

With the pail I always use.

I know all the good places,

Black raspberries can be found.

And I don't ever worry,

About the snakes,

I'm sure are around.

As I hurry on from patch to patch,

The bugs encircle my head.

The thorns have gouged and scratched me,

And my fingers are all red

It's hot and dusty work,

Down my face are paths of sweat.

But I can't quit now,

for I haven't finished,

Filling my pail up yet!

The chiggers have found their way,

To my moist and tender waist.

They 're just another drawback,

Of picking that must be faced.

Now you may not believe it,

But nonetheless, it's true,

Picking black raspberries is,

My favorite thing to do!

Mary J. Stevens

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1992

Justin Berk at Eldersburg Elementary

Eldersburg Elementary School was the site of another celebrity visit. Justin Berk a weather man at Baltimore's abc channel 2 station. He appears on Good Morning Maryland. He broadcast a weather piece from the second grade suite. The kids were beyond thrilled. It was the culmination of their Science unit on weather.

He was very friendly and relaxed.

Here are some of the camera men prepping the equipment before they go live....








Here's Justin Berk with Mike Eisenklam our principal and my friend Ashly. Too bad you can't see the rockin' leopard pants Ashly was wearing for the meet and greet.

The Blacksmith

My Grandpa had a blacksmith shop,

Where everyone who passed would stop,

And spend the time of day with him,

While he would work with iron and tin.

He started working as a lad,

In the shop owned by his dad.

He never learned to read or write,

For he worked, from morn 'till night.

He had talent and he could draw,

The neatest designs you ever saw,

Of parts for boats, and gates and things,

And he could pound out shoes and rings.

His son became a blacksmith too,

Back when folks had a horse or two.

My Grammy kept the books at night,

Sitting by the kerosene light.

When Grammy, the dinner bell would ring,

Across the road, his friends he'd bring.

And Grammy would set another place,

While Grandpa washed his hands and face.

I'm told he had a kindly way,

Tho' I never met him, I'm sad to say.

He was honest as the day is long,

And everyone says he could do no wrong.

How I wish I'd had the chance to know,

This man everyone admired so.

Mary J. Stevens

Ray Rice-Raven RB

Ray Rice, a running back for the Baltimore Ravens football team came to speak at our school today to celebrate the fact that our students and staff read 1,000,000 minutes.









He was wonderful! He was fabulous with the kids. He had a wonderful, inspiring story about working for your dream. The kids laughed and shrieked and just enjoyed the afternoon tremendously.






One of the parents was a big fan and was wearing Ray's number so I pushed her to get her picture taken with him. It came out great! Which frankly, is sort of a miracle because I took like forty photos and these three are the best (and only) ones fit to be seen.

Cats Rule, Others Drool..

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In the Doctor's Office

While waiting for the doctor to see me, I played with my phone. With time to kill, I wished that I could download books onto my phone. Hmm, maybe I can and I just don't know it. I'll have to check into that. Anyway, since there's nothing interesting to photograph in a doctor's examining room, I just snapped my feet. That "Steel Her Heart" polish sure does look fine on my toes.

My doctor's visit went pretty well. My blood pressure is normal. My blood sugar is normal. My cholesterol and triglycerides are all good. Sadly, I'm anemic and my Vitamin D levels are still too low. I'll be eating iron rich foods and doubling up on my Vitamin D from now on. Oh yeah--I've got to start taking a iron supplement too. Yuck.

Sandal Weather = Pedicure Weather

It's officially spring for me when I wear sandals to work for the first time. The reason being, my school stays cold long after other buildings begin to warm up with the good weather. I rarely break out my summer clothes at school until August. Some people, hardy souls, have been wearing sandals and flip flops for weeks. I can't believe they haven't gotten frost-bitten toes. Our weekend of temperatures in the '90s did their work however. So today I wore sandals to work.

Of course, that meant I had to do a hasty pedicure so my toes were fit to be seen. My heels need some serious work, but I counted on my longish pants to hide those sins. Polish-wise, I usually wear L'Oreal's Las Vegas shade on my toes for most of the summer. It's a good all-around pinky-coral-pearlized color. After looking at it all day though, I decided I needed something new and cutting edge. So at Walmart tonight, I perused the nail polish selection. To my dismay the fast drying polishes are out of favor. I wonder if it's all the formaldehyde? I was immediately struck by Revlon's Steel Her Heart shade. It's a dark metallic gray color. I waffled for a minute or so but finally went for it. Who cares how old I am! It looks great on my toes. Every now and then all that time and energy I put into reading InStyle magazine pays off for me.

Flip Flops

It's been in the 80's here this weekend which means it is time to break out the flips flops. I adore wearing sandals and I have several pairs. I'm a fan of Birkenstocks and I have a great pair of Clark sandals that have a tennis shoe bottom with a sandal top. (Great for sightseeing in.) But my favorite schlep around footwear is a flip flop. And my favorite kind of flip flop is by Teva. They have a really comfortable and cute strappy flip flop made with a soft fabric strap which comes in a multitude of colors. I highly recommend them. I got mine at DSW, but soon found myself ordering them online. Teva has great customer service too.

Swine Flu

I understand that the swine flu has become a public health emergency. This causes me some concern because I am an anxious-ness prone person. Also, Judy read the book The Great Influenza about the flu pandemic of the early 20th century which killed millions. It was, frankly, depressing because although health care has improved enormously since then, a new strain of flu does have the potential to cause great grief around the world. At least that is what she told me, although I wish she hadn't. But there you go. Can't unring the bell, so to speak. So, here's praying that we all stay healthy. Wash those hands folks. Dry skin be darned.

Time for that diet...

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Dancing Daffodils

I was sitting at a stoplight where the median was planted with daffodils today. As each car blew past hurrying to their destination, the daffodils danced. They wiggled and jiggled and swayed. It looked like quite a party. I wished for a camera to capture the sight. Wordsworth said it best...

Daffodils

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

-- William Wordsworth

Movie Weekend

Judy and I have been wanting to get the Donny Osmond version of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat on dvd as faithful readers will know. We, if you remember, have it on video but our VCR went caput. Anyway, we went to Best Buy (on our way to Five Guys for lunch) on Saturday to see if the megastore had it. (Walmart didn't, duh.) To my shock--no Joseph at Best Buy.

Hmm, what to do, what to do....Amazon? Sure, that's the solution, right? Just order it online. I need K-cups coffee anyway. (Yeah, I order my coffee from Amazon--wanna make something of it?) But...wait, maybe they have a VCR/DVD combo here at Best Buy. I looked for one at Walmart with no luck. Are they still making 'em? What if they aren't? I still have videos..lots of videos. Okay--yeah..let's check that out. Not only did they have one--it was dvd recordable. Gotta have that. I can now put all my home movies on dvd for family. All the videos of my mother telling her life story into the camera can now be shared out! They'll be so grateful, I know. So that's how we ended up with a VCR/DVD recorder combo. I thought it was a great solution, but Plan B definitely cost way more than just buying a new Joseph on dvd.


Once we had the new machine hooked up, something I did with some verbal assistance from the injured (Judy), we had to try it out. Judy is usually our go-to girl for this kind of technology installment so I was somewhat challenged to learn a new skill set. First we watched our video of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dream with Donny Osmond as Joseph. We had to test the vcr part of the machine, see. Then we had to test the dvd part of the machine--so that's when we watched Narnia: Prince Caspian.

Overall, Prince Caspian was good--but there sure were a lot of battle scenes. We had to give the ff button a bit of a work out. I was also surprised the movie started with a woman screaming while giving birth--seemed an inappropriate start to a kid's movie. Judy and I also kept saying--is that in the book? because the whole Peter leads an attack on Lord Miraz' castle didn't ring any bells. Meanwhile, Caspian was a cutey--but what was up with the Spanish accents for all the Telmarines?

With the screening of Prince Caspian and Bolt (over spring Break), I can brag that we have now watched a total of TWO movies of relatively recent release in the last few...six-ish months. What can I say, we're real movie hounds in my house.

Love in the animal kingdom

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Three Times a Lady

In the summer of '78 I spent a lot of time driving around in the middle of the night. I worked the closing shift at McDonald's and my pals and I would socialize after hours. My then crush had a dark green Triumph Spitfire and this was my favorite song. In Terre Haute kids drove up and down Wabash Avenue for entertainment. Maybe they do it still but I'm too old to know or care. But this song takes me back.

Comfort Reads

Non-readers don't know about and dilettante readers don't understand the idea of comfort reading. This is an activity hardcore readers participant in when they want to feel better or are really busy and stressed and don't have the energy to invest in reading new books. New books can be a risk. There is no guarantee that you will like your newest read--particularly if it is an unknown author. You don't know if you'll get a good emotional payoff at the end of it as you would with a known book. A comfort read is a book you have already read that you love. It could also be a book by an author that you read because their books have a reliable familiarity about them. You know the emotional payoff is what you want. You are going to have your feel good moment at the end. That's why 'real' readers re-read well-loved books.

I'm coming off of an intense period of reading new books, mostly in the paranormal romance genre. I've also been pretty busy lately taking care of Judy and the house (because of her shoulder injury) and this weekend I just wasn't in the mood nor did I have the energy to delve into new new books. So I pulled out my Miles Vorkosigan books by Lois McMaster Bujold and re-read selected bits of Memory, A Civil Campaign, and Diplomatic Immunity. After I finished those, I started re-reads of some of my favorite Joan Wolf's like The Deception, The Gamble, and The Pretenders.

I think I'm ready to start another new new book now and I've pulled out a Mojo Sheepshanks book by Linda Lael Miller, Deadly Gamble. I'm trying to be more disciplined in my reading and a person who buys as many new books as I do really has to be dedicated about reading the new stuff rather than just re-reading old favorites. It's tricky though when I own thousands of books and many of them are my favorites. Hopefully Mojo will be as good as reported to me by Judy and Monica and the two books in the series will end up on my re-read list.

For those who can't imagine this re-reading of a book you've already read I offer up three ideas. First, it's a biological fact that books which end happily (like romances or mysteries) cause the release of endorphins in the brain which can become addictive. Seriously. Secondly, people frequently watch the same movie over and over again without thinking it odd. Judy and I get sucked into Apollo 13 every single time we see it on tv. "Houston, we have a problem." We also can't pass by Fifth Element. Thirdly, I think you can also compare comfort reads to listening to well-loved music over and over--especially music from your youth. Those songs from your teen years that instantly propel you back into that feeling you had on a special date or the first time you were kissed or at the prom dancing a slow dance. I never hear the Commodores, Three Times A Lady without a feeling of intense nostalgia for the summer of '78 and driving through the night in a dark green Triumph Spitfire with the top down. I spent hours as a teen listening to the Carpenters and when I hear Rainy Days and Mondays I am transported to a living room in Terre Haute where I sat in front of the stereo speaker.

Gosh, all this nostalgic talk has made me want to re-read another comfort read. Mojo will have to wait.

Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat

Judy and I are really into Joseph right now because we have become addicted to a show on BBC America, called "Any Dream Will Do". It is about the search for a new leading man for the production on the West End in London. (The Brit's version of Broadway.) I went wild when I realized that John Barrowman who plays Capt. Jack Harkness on Torchwood (also on BBC America) is one of the judges in the show. It turns out the show is at least a year old and we already know who wins but that suits us down to the ground because we are the kind of people who read the end of the book first to make sure we like how it ends.

Anyway--long ago we saw a version of Joseph at the Assembly Hall in Champaign. We subsequently bought a video version starring Donny Osmond. We'd like to watch it again but--as you know. VCRs are going the way of the eight track tape and ours bit the dust a while back. We can't decide if we should replace it or not. Once Judy's shoulder gets better we'll head for Best Buy and see if we can find a dvd of the show starring Donny. In the meantime, here's a Youtube video of Donny in the teeny tiny loincloth he wears while in jail as Joseph. He sings pretty nicely too.