We have just returned from the Sheboygan Symphony. We were very pleased, as we have been since we went to our first performance. It was a performance of the Messiah at Holy Name Church several years ago. The Sheboygan Chorus sang the second half tonight, Dona Nobis Pacem by Ralph Vaughan William.
The entire concert was English. I really enjoyed the first half which had a lot of whimsy. AND the orchestra was REALLY good tonight.
I found a scrumptious new noodle casserole. It is a basic rotini, cheese sauce, chopped onion, sliced kielbasa and (special "secret" ingredient) chopped apple.
Tomorrow, I am preparing chicken teriaki, rice and veggies.
A Barbara Kingsolver said "The friend who holds your hand and says the wrong thing is made of dearer stuff than the one who stays away."
Reach out to someone dear to you today.
Mary
Saturday, March 19, 2005
Got lazy last night and didn't post so I thought I would add a thought or two this morning and then catch up tonight.
We went to see Hitch, the movie, yesterday afternoon. It has a very funny and very formula plot. We laughed and we felt good when we left the theatre. What more can you ask from a movie.
I also watched The Informer, an OLD movie with Victor McLaglen, about a poor dumb Irishman who betrays a comrade. So close to St. Patrick's Day, it is good to watch the Irish Classics. I may watch the Quiet Man today.
So then Dick and I went out for a fish fry (Very Sheboygan) and I settled in for the evening and forgot to post.
Be safe. We have 2 to 3 inches of snow out there. More where it drifted. Jim will not be a happy camper.
Love
Mary
We went to see Hitch, the movie, yesterday afternoon. It has a very funny and very formula plot. We laughed and we felt good when we left the theatre. What more can you ask from a movie.
I also watched The Informer, an OLD movie with Victor McLaglen, about a poor dumb Irishman who betrays a comrade. So close to St. Patrick's Day, it is good to watch the Irish Classics. I may watch the Quiet Man today.
So then Dick and I went out for a fish fry (Very Sheboygan) and I settled in for the evening and forgot to post.
Be safe. We have 2 to 3 inches of snow out there. More where it drifted. Jim will not be a happy camper.
Love
Mary
Thursday, March 17, 2005
St. Patrick's Day. I walked in Plymouth. The weather really cooperated today. The temps were a bit cold but it was sunny and there was no wind. I put long underwear under my sweater and was able to walk without my jacket so I could show off the beautiful sequinced vest and hat that Dick bought for me. They are beautiful - Black sequins with green and gold beaded shamrocks all over them. I will be able to wear it for many other occasions too. Several people asked where I got it.
After the parade, I hooked up with the O'Reillys and Mc Mullens. We ate corned beef and whatever and then went to Mannings in Sheboygan for music. 52 Stafford wasn't having music until evening. My sisters Dolores and Eileen and were there with their husbands Ken and Fred. The musician played the Unicorn Song so naturally, Dolores, Eileen and myself HAD to go up and do the little motion dance to it.
I came home hoarse from all the smoke but totally content. I wore the outfit to choir too and they loved it too.
Happy St. Patrick's Day to you.
May the blessing of light be with you -
light outside and light within.
May sunlight shine upon you and warm your heart
'til it glows like a great peat fire
so that the stranger may come and warm himself by it.
May a blessed light shine out of your two eyes
like a candle set in two windows of a house,
bidding the wanderer to come in out of the storm.
May you ever give a kindly greeting to those whom you pass
as you go along the roads.
May the blessing of rain - the sweet, soft rain - fall upon you
so that little flowers may spring up to shed their sweetness in the air.
May the blessings of the earth - the good rich earth - be with you.
May the earth be soft under you when you rest upon it,
tired at the end of the day.
May the earth rest easy over you when at the last you lie under it.
May the earth rest so lightly over you that your spirit
may be out from under it quickly,
an up, and off,
and on its way to God.
Mary
After the parade, I hooked up with the O'Reillys and Mc Mullens. We ate corned beef and whatever and then went to Mannings in Sheboygan for music. 52 Stafford wasn't having music until evening. My sisters Dolores and Eileen and were there with their husbands Ken and Fred. The musician played the Unicorn Song so naturally, Dolores, Eileen and myself HAD to go up and do the little motion dance to it.
I came home hoarse from all the smoke but totally content. I wore the outfit to choir too and they loved it too.
Happy St. Patrick's Day to you.
May the blessing of light be with you -
light outside and light within.
May sunlight shine upon you and warm your heart
'til it glows like a great peat fire
so that the stranger may come and warm himself by it.
May a blessed light shine out of your two eyes
like a candle set in two windows of a house,
bidding the wanderer to come in out of the storm.
May you ever give a kindly greeting to those whom you pass
as you go along the roads.
May the blessing of rain - the sweet, soft rain - fall upon you
so that little flowers may spring up to shed their sweetness in the air.
May the blessings of the earth - the good rich earth - be with you.
May the earth be soft under you when you rest upon it,
tired at the end of the day.
May the earth rest easy over you when at the last you lie under it.
May the earth rest so lightly over you that your spirit
may be out from under it quickly,
an up, and off,
and on its way to God.
Mary
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
The Sting was done well by the Sheboygan Theatre Company. We were entertained and what more can we ask. They sold raffle tickets as a fundraiser. The prize was half the proceeds with the other half going to the company. They did a really great job of building it into the Sting itself and made quite a production of the drawing and the giving of the prize, including a missing Ralph Mafagoni(the director) and a switched prize envelope that finally got squared away. F U N.
Tomorrow is the BIG day. I will be walking in the Irishman's parade in Plymouth as I told you yesterday. I got a call yesterday from my friend, Peg. She and Stan will NOT be there for the first time in forever because she is recovering from a very bad reaction to some medication. She is so disappointed. And I am too, I really enjoy spending time with them. I know I will see Nancy Gallagher Roehre, a classmate and Sheryl, from Quilt Guild. And I always know a few other people. I will eat corned beef in one form or another and perhaps share some poetry since Bob Mac Ewen did not do his Richard's thing this year.
Speaking of Bob Mac Ewen, reminds me of Barb Mac Ewen, his wife and a friend, who also sells Mary Kaye. She usually is in touch with me oftener than this. I know they were in England ( or Scotland) for a while but I would have expected them back by now. Maybe they decided to stay there.
Here is a neat poem. I don't know the author but heard it recited by Bobbie Clancy on an album.
"The life that I have is all that I have
And the life that I have is yours.
The love that I have of the Life that I have
Is yours - and yours - and yours.
The sleep I will have
The rest I will have
In death will be but a pause.
But the peace of my years and the long green grass
Are yours and yours and yours."
Love
Mary
Tomorrow is the BIG day. I will be walking in the Irishman's parade in Plymouth as I told you yesterday. I got a call yesterday from my friend, Peg. She and Stan will NOT be there for the first time in forever because she is recovering from a very bad reaction to some medication. She is so disappointed. And I am too, I really enjoy spending time with them. I know I will see Nancy Gallagher Roehre, a classmate and Sheryl, from Quilt Guild. And I always know a few other people. I will eat corned beef in one form or another and perhaps share some poetry since Bob Mac Ewen did not do his Richard's thing this year.
Speaking of Bob Mac Ewen, reminds me of Barb Mac Ewen, his wife and a friend, who also sells Mary Kaye. She usually is in touch with me oftener than this. I know they were in England ( or Scotland) for a while but I would have expected them back by now. Maybe they decided to stay there.
Here is a neat poem. I don't know the author but heard it recited by Bobbie Clancy on an album.
"The life that I have is all that I have
And the life that I have is yours.
The love that I have of the Life that I have
Is yours - and yours - and yours.
The sleep I will have
The rest I will have
In death will be but a pause.
But the peace of my years and the long green grass
Are yours and yours and yours."
Love
Mary
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
Dick had his eye appointment today. He has to go see Dr. Aymond because there is a little clouding in his implant. We will see him on Monday.
We also shopped and went to the bank and sent a box of fudge off to Bart for his birthday. Barb said that when the Christmas box arrived, Bart asked if there was any fudge and I hadn't made any this year. So ---- I Had to do Something.
His birthday is on Saturday - St. Joseph's Day. It does not seem like 34 years have passed since I gave birth to that boy. He was a beautiful baby with a lovely clear complexion and a really beautifully shaped head. He used to scrinch his little face up into such contortions that my neighbor, Joyce, called him Mr. Magoo. I kind of miss my babies.
Have a nice Wednesday. Dick and Jim are going to Oneida so I will have a few hours alone. Then Dick and I are taking Mother out for Thai food and then to see the Sting.
Love
Mary
We also shopped and went to the bank and sent a box of fudge off to Bart for his birthday. Barb said that when the Christmas box arrived, Bart asked if there was any fudge and I hadn't made any this year. So ---- I Had to do Something.
His birthday is on Saturday - St. Joseph's Day. It does not seem like 34 years have passed since I gave birth to that boy. He was a beautiful baby with a lovely clear complexion and a really beautifully shaped head. He used to scrinch his little face up into such contortions that my neighbor, Joyce, called him Mr. Magoo. I kind of miss my babies.
Have a nice Wednesday. Dick and Jim are going to Oneida so I will have a few hours alone. Then Dick and I are taking Mother out for Thai food and then to see the Sting.
Love
Mary
Dick had his eye appointment today. He has to go see Dr. Aymond because there is a little clouding in his implant. We will see him on Monday.
We also shopped and went to the bank and sent a box of fudge off to Bart for his birthday. Barb said that when the Christmas box arrived, Bart asked if there was any fudge and I hadn't made any this year. So ---- I Had to do Something.
His birthday is on Saturday - St. Joseph's Day. It does not seem like 34 years have passed since I gave birth to that boy. He was a beautiful baby with a lovely clear complexion and a really beautifully shaped head. He used to scrinch his little face up into such contortions that my neighbor, Joyce, called him Mr. Magoo. I kind of miss my babies.
Have a nice Wednesday. Dick and Jim are going to Oneida so I will have a few hours alone. Then Dick and I are taking Mother out for Thai food and then to see the Sting.
Love
Mary
We also shopped and went to the bank and sent a box of fudge off to Bart for his birthday. Barb said that when the Christmas box arrived, Bart asked if there was any fudge and I hadn't made any this year. So ---- I Had to do Something.
His birthday is on Saturday - St. Joseph's Day. It does not seem like 34 years have passed since I gave birth to that boy. He was a beautiful baby with a lovely clear complexion and a really beautifully shaped head. He used to scrinch his little face up into such contortions that my neighbor, Joyce, called him Mr. Magoo. I kind of miss my babies.
Have a nice Wednesday. Dick and Jim are going to Oneida so I will have a few hours alone. Then Dick and I are taking Mother out for Thai food and then to see the Sting.
Love
Mary
Dick had his eye appointment today. He has to go see Dr. Aymond because there is a little clouding in his implant. We will see him on Monday.
We also shopped and went to the bank and sent a box of fudge off to Bart for his birthday. Barb said that when the Christmas box arrived, Bart asked if there was any fudge and I hadn't made any this year. So ---- I Had to do Something.
His birthday is on Saturday - St. Joseph's Day. It does not seem like 34 years have passed since I gave birth to that boy. He was a beautiful baby with a lovely clear complexion and a really beautifully shaped head. He used to scrinch his little face up into such contortions that my neighbor, Joyce, called him Mr. Magoo. I kind of miss my babies.
Have a nice Wednesday. Dick and Jim are going to Oneida so I will have a few hours alone. Then Dick and I are taking Mother out for Thai food and then to see the Sting.
Love
Mary
We also shopped and went to the bank and sent a box of fudge off to Bart for his birthday. Barb said that when the Christmas box arrived, Bart asked if there was any fudge and I hadn't made any this year. So ---- I Had to do Something.
His birthday is on Saturday - St. Joseph's Day. It does not seem like 34 years have passed since I gave birth to that boy. He was a beautiful baby with a lovely clear complexion and a really beautifully shaped head. He used to scrinch his little face up into such contortions that my neighbor, Joyce, called him Mr. Magoo. I kind of miss my babies.
Have a nice Wednesday. Dick and Jim are going to Oneida so I will have a few hours alone. Then Dick and I are taking Mother out for Thai food and then to see the Sting.
Love
Mary
Dick had his eye appointment today. He has to go see Dr. Aymond because there is a little clouding in his implant. We will see him on Monday.
We also shopped and went to the bank and sent a box of fudge off to Bart for his birthday. Barb said that when the Christmas box arrived, Bart asked if there was any fudge and I hadn't made any this year. So ---- I Had to do Something.
His birthday is on Saturday - St. Joseph's Day. It does not seem like 34 years have passed since I gave birth to that boy. He was a beautiful baby with a lovely clear complexion and a really beautifully shaped head. He used to scrinch his little face up into such contortions that my neighbor, Joyce, called him Mr. Magoo. I kind of miss my babies.
Have a nice Wednesday. Dick and Jim are going to Oneida so I will have a few hours alone. Then Dick and I are taking Mother out for Thai food and then to see the Sting.
Love
Mary
We also shopped and went to the bank and sent a box of fudge off to Bart for his birthday. Barb said that when the Christmas box arrived, Bart asked if there was any fudge and I hadn't made any this year. So ---- I Had to do Something.
His birthday is on Saturday - St. Joseph's Day. It does not seem like 34 years have passed since I gave birth to that boy. He was a beautiful baby with a lovely clear complexion and a really beautifully shaped head. He used to scrinch his little face up into such contortions that my neighbor, Joyce, called him Mr. Magoo. I kind of miss my babies.
Have a nice Wednesday. Dick and Jim are going to Oneida so I will have a few hours alone. Then Dick and I are taking Mother out for Thai food and then to see the Sting.
Love
Mary
Monday, March 14, 2005
I am RICH. I won $100 at Petermann's Hunting and Fishing Club raffle. Maybe the luck is turning.
Thank heavens Monday is winding down. I had just TOO much scheduled. First was Bible Study. Paul's letter was featuring the gifts that people have. We had a very animated discussion about the gifts, especially the gifts of prophecy and the gift of tongues. It seems to us that these gifts must exist today as well as they did in Paul's day. However, prophets and people speaking in tongues are looked on with distrust and scepticism in the 21st century.
Second the Plymouth people that I usually lunch with on Friday, met to celebrate Ceil's birthday. A surprise that her daughters arranged.
Next on to Writer's Club. I was able to announce my "sale" of the Crazy Cats poem to Irish Stew, a mini publication that comes out three times a year in Wisconsin. And I read the poems that I sent to the Milwaukee Art Museum Poetry contest. They liked them.
Then tonight I had a Celtic Faire meeting which was very sparcely attended. I think it was sparcely attended because the way it was written up in the bulletin, people thought it was a quilt meeting. I did pick up two more quilters. We now have 10 to make the quilt that we intend to raffle off at the Celtic Faire. Should be nice. We are going to give every quilter a fat quarter and ask them to use it in ANY square they want, preferably Celtic, but that will not be required. Then we will assemble. The common fabric will be the key.
Tomorrow is much easier. We are shopping and Dick has his eye checkup. That is all.
We did a little exercise at Writer's Club using words that sound alike but are spelled differently and have different meanings in a short writing. We got horse/hoarse and led/lead. This is what I came up with.
The hoarse auctioneer led the horse into the ring.
They were old, the horse and the man. The horse's back was bowed, as if he carried lead weights on his back - the auctioneer, the weight of the world.
Enjoy your Tuesday.
Love
Mary
Thank heavens Monday is winding down. I had just TOO much scheduled. First was Bible Study. Paul's letter was featuring the gifts that people have. We had a very animated discussion about the gifts, especially the gifts of prophecy and the gift of tongues. It seems to us that these gifts must exist today as well as they did in Paul's day. However, prophets and people speaking in tongues are looked on with distrust and scepticism in the 21st century.
Second the Plymouth people that I usually lunch with on Friday, met to celebrate Ceil's birthday. A surprise that her daughters arranged.
Next on to Writer's Club. I was able to announce my "sale" of the Crazy Cats poem to Irish Stew, a mini publication that comes out three times a year in Wisconsin. And I read the poems that I sent to the Milwaukee Art Museum Poetry contest. They liked them.
Then tonight I had a Celtic Faire meeting which was very sparcely attended. I think it was sparcely attended because the way it was written up in the bulletin, people thought it was a quilt meeting. I did pick up two more quilters. We now have 10 to make the quilt that we intend to raffle off at the Celtic Faire. Should be nice. We are going to give every quilter a fat quarter and ask them to use it in ANY square they want, preferably Celtic, but that will not be required. Then we will assemble. The common fabric will be the key.
Tomorrow is much easier. We are shopping and Dick has his eye checkup. That is all.
We did a little exercise at Writer's Club using words that sound alike but are spelled differently and have different meanings in a short writing. We got horse/hoarse and led/lead. This is what I came up with.
The hoarse auctioneer led the horse into the ring.
They were old, the horse and the man. The horse's back was bowed, as if he carried lead weights on his back - the auctioneer, the weight of the world.
Enjoy your Tuesday.
Love
Mary
Sunday, March 13, 2005
Such a quiet day we had. I went to the 8:00AM Mass and went shooting with Jim but aside from that we just relaxed and played around with the computer.
WE had pork loin, potatoes, carrots and salad for supper. Some of the Girl Scout cookies came today. I still should have three more boxes from someone. I have no idea who. We had a fes for dessert and I put some in the cookie jar and some in the freezer. Don't tell Jim and Dick. I will dole them out in a healthy manner.
An Irish Proverb says-
"A true friend laughs at your stories even when they're not so good, and sympathizes with your troubles even when they're not so bad."
Love
Mary
WE had pork loin, potatoes, carrots and salad for supper. Some of the Girl Scout cookies came today. I still should have three more boxes from someone. I have no idea who. We had a fes for dessert and I put some in the cookie jar and some in the freezer. Don't tell Jim and Dick. I will dole them out in a healthy manner.
An Irish Proverb says-
"A true friend laughs at your stories even when they're not so good, and sympathizes with your troubles even when they're not so bad."
Love
Mary
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