Tuesday, December 25, 2012

We have a wonderful feast planned for the Christmas Day celebration.

I have no infants, this year and so I had to visit my neighbors across the street and next door to get my Christmas spirit looking into the innocent eyes of the future. They are adorable and Christmas is certainly gleaming from their eyes. My fine fellows are standing like soldiers around my table and awaiting my every whim to make Christmas as festive as can be. The young fellows at 9 and 13 are quite companionable and I am so happy that their sweetness is concentrated in the energy and busyness that their presence is a unifying influence on our ever-maturing Walker household. Our Christmas feast is starting with a stewed turkey. I soaked it in a little wine for about a half an hour. I stuffed it with onions and celery and then the stuffing, before the treatment of the skin. I covered the skin with a slight drizzle of olive oil, before applying the salt, pepper and poultry seasoning. No one cooks a turkey like my mother-in-law did, but I forwent her massage therapy of the turkey before cooking this year, on account of time. I used my mothers technique of placing the turkey in a paper bag, which I had to ask for specifically from the supermarket, {for ecological reasons]. I usually use plastic bags at the store and my children were all looking at me crosseyed: at the tree murderer who came into the house with paper bags from the supermarket..."Go figure!" While the turkey cooked and roasted, or whatever turkeys do in a paper bag, I made a lasagna, macaroni and cheese, calzones {for the pre-Christmas celebration], String beans and salad stuffs and dinner rolls. The banana pudding is for dessert. I am feasting on assorted candy chocolates, which are my favorites of the season. If you ask me, all of the food groups are represented in peanut m&m's. I give myself leisure to indulge, since I distracted my little ones with healthy alternatives. LOL. I had no shopping in my chores, because my adult and late teenage children did the lions-share of the shopping and my darling husband loves the stores in this season and I was no worse for the want of shopping. I shopped only for the love of my life and our 30th Christmas celebration is certainly underway.
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Title- The Studious One!

Title- The Studious One!
artwork by Elyse

Of biscuits and syrup

Of biscuits and syrup
tasty treats

Happy Saturday!

Happy Saturday!
a day at the Raptor Center.

Widdle Emmie in outer space school

Emmie jumped on the bus and off it flew out into the atmosphere. There was a set of clouds with turbulence right above the house and it took a few minutes for my Emmie to buckle her seatbelt. They hit the bump hard and it knocked my Emmie out of her seat and she bumped her head. The video camera came on and the monitor looked through and stated, Ms. Emmie, where are you? You are not in your seat. Where are you? I am alright I fell because I hadn’t buckled correctly. Well jump up Emmie we have a long way to go and you have to be buckled there is entirely too much turbulence in the stratosphere for you to unbuckle now. As soon as we are through this weather system there will be straight sailing but right now you must buckle. Emmie scrambled into the seat with intensity and purpose now. She watched every cloud pass her window and her nose was pressed to the window trying to see the top of the house as it drifted slowly out of sight. Soon they were not only out of sight of the house, the sun came out brightly and just as quickly they were putting on the atmospherical breathing apparatus and the outerspherical lights. The ABA and the OL. These precautions were to make them appear to be satellites to the radar as they were out in the ionosphere. Emmie knew all about this now. She had gone to the orientation and had a good breakfast and it took them 20 minutes for her to get out past the atmospherical pull and to feel the zero gravity. It would be 15 minutes before the gravity simulators would take effect, a glitch in the system which was being worked on. Until then, they enjoyed the couple of minutes of floatation, while being connected to the seats by belt. The first thing they saw everyday was the strataflotsam. The items which had been dumped into the atmosphere by earlier generations. What would their generation do about this ecological waste area that remained floating above their heads? This was a question for the generations. For now it was the area that they had to guide through on the way to school.

Midnight at the OASIS

Midnight at the OASIS
Sunset in Huntersville

My little Emmie

ran to the bus on the first day of the last year of school. 2 buns on the side of her head. She kissed me and ran at dawn to the bus. She was starting the adventure of a lifetime. I would never see that little girl again, she was going to woman school!

My Father and I 1989

My Father and I 1989

to the tune of Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme

A VISIT TO PAPA











Are you going to Mary Immaculate?

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



Remember me to the one who lived there,



He once was a true love of mine,



Tell him to buy me an acre of land,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



Between the muddy Hudson in Jamaica Bay,



Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,

Tell him to sow in it seeds of pure cream,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



And build Ice cream mountains and buildings of whipped cream,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,



Tell him to reap them with sickles of M&M’s,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



And chew bubble gum and eat till we’re done,



Then, He’ll be a true love of mine.



Tell him to run it off down the motor parkway,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



After your done 50 pushups



and jog down the West Side Highway,



Then he’ll be a true love of mine…

(Don’t wait for me today dad, The kids are sick again, My tummy’s bulging again, My heart is aching again, And now there’s no love there…)





He once was, a true love of mine….So, Girls, I do beg you don't miss your Daddy,Apricots, Chocolate cherries and Pie,You have one short chance to see him on this side, Go visit him and let your light shine.