Happy New Year! For some of us, it’s a reason to purchase a new calendar. For others, it’s a renewal, regeneration, rebirth- a time for a new start. For others, it’s not much of anything…
We tried to sing, but every time we reached the chorus, we got teary and couldn’t finish… So, we did the next best thing…
Our small token gift to you….
We finished the build part of our porch yesterday. A rousing success, after 4 days of working on it. As my friend Jeff said, ” no lost fingers, we are still friends, and, it looks pretty darn good, for two amateurs”. And, he’s right. Now, we have to sand, stain, and install the lights, and landscape, but the hard work is finished.
Thanks, Jeff. It wouldn’t have been done without you.
Well, we made some progress today. The top is almost finished, and the steps are attached. Tomorrow, we finish everything but the railings.
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Google has a project starting, to bring gigabit ethernet to cities of 50,000 to 500,00 people. Google fiber for communities… That’s us! We fall in the range. We could really use this as a feather in our community caps.
So, Google. Rockford. Get together. Let’s work this out…
Please!!!
If you live in Rockford Il, contact your mayor, alderman, mother superior, anyone that can help. Get involved!
https://www.google.com/appserve/fiberrfi/
Thanks!
We finally had a good old winter storm. It had to come. We knew that. Doesn’t mean we have to like it…
The first real snow like this has a bit of magic. It also informs you that winter is here. Really here. Get used to it. So, we have no choice, but to accept that the earth is asleep for the next couple months. On the bright side, no pun intended, the days will start being brighter, lighter, longer, in a few weeks. All hail the Holly King.
Make the most of the Yule season, my friends. It comes but once a year…
Hi
last night, (Saturday) we took my sister in law, who is in town from the big city, to a hip local restaurant. Called Brio, it’s one of the best places we have to show off, food wise… It’s a ‘small plate/tapas’ style establishment, with a great staff.
We each ordered something different from each other… We started with hen of the woods mushrooms on pasta, olive oil, and garlic. A lot of garlic. I had never had that species of mushroom before, but, I will have them again! Mary had in chili sauce. She loved them. Maggie and I don’t like scallops. Yuck… Maggie had a asparagus tempura. The girls loved it. I don’t like asparagus either… Yeah, I know, what a picky eater…
Next, we had spicy asian noodles, but not too spicy. Fresh beans, mushrooms and onions chopped into it. Mmmm mm. Maggie had chicken lemon crepes with a nice reduction on it…. Mary skipped this round… We did share with her… A little.
The last course was a great mini ribs on a chipotle corn cake for me. The girls decided to skip this round, I should have, ‘cuz I was already stuffed, but, they are sooooo good! By the way, these are not ‘full’ plate meals, sort of half size…
For dessert, Mary a blueberry bread pudding. Talk about tasty/sweet. I had the ever popular, traditional creme brulee’. We did share with Maggie, but she was the sensible one, and decided not to order any more…. I did push the sweet meter over the top by ordering a ginger ale. Huh, what you say? A Canada Dry to go with this? Nope… Brio makes their own ginger ale. Not too sweet, but what a bite. Mmm mm.
We stayed for over 2 and a half hours, sipping wine, coffee, and talking about everything under the moon, since it was dark out. Our waiter, Dan, has served us before, and is a great guy, along with being a wonderful waiter. He and his partner had gone to France since the last time we were in, so there were stories to tell and hear.
Mary had a great time! Said it was every bit as good as anything in NYC that she has visited. Cool! Next time, we’ll try somewhere she hasn’t been to.
If you are close to Rockford, and want a really nice dining experience, try Brio. I know, sounds like a Yelp review, but it is a nice place!
Thanks for reading my rambling….
Good morning!
We spent Thursday through Sunday morning, in NYC. Had a great time. I’ll post more about it later in the week, but, we have started posting pix and video @ our Flickr and Youtube pages, if you want to see it…
More to come later…
Hello there,
if you know us, you know that our best friends have autistic twin boys, Ethan and Dylan. So, autism is a cause that is obviously close to our hearts. Well, it must be close to the Lindt Chocolate people too. They are donating a percentage of the price of a Lindt Gold bunny to Autism Speaks, a support/research group. Lindt is sponsoring the Walk for Autism too. Click the links to find out more….
So, if you have a few extra bucks, need chocolate, need candy for Easter, or, all of the previous, then, please, purchase a Gold bunny or two, or, three, or… It’s great chocolate, and, you’ll be helping in the battle against one of the most insidious diseases we are effected with…
Also, you can go to the Autism Society of America for more information from them too.
Thanks
Every year I tell this story. I’m not sure if I’m trying to come to a conclusion, or just a better perspective of the situation. Bear with me, as I attempt to figure it out.
I was born in 1954, and two yrs later, my parents divorced. I never knew my father. I have no memories of him that come to me. It was a nasty seperation, from what I can get from my mom. She remarried, and, from that point on, we didn’t speak of my father. I liken it to Lord Voldermort, in the Harry Potter series… ” he who must not be named”… I did learn that there was going to be a sharing of me, but, after he remarried, his wife put a quick halt to that. Absolutely no communication with me was the new rule. For what reason I do not know, he complied. I never saw him again.
He was full blood Irish. A member of the Irish Marching Society, here in town. I always wondered how the Timothy Michael mashed up with the not Irish name. It explains a lot to me. Blood and genetics are much thicker than I thought. Some things I have been drawn to, and aspects of my personality are now much more clear. Go figure…
Fast forward to my adult years. In my 30′s, I wondered where my father was. Since he had made no attempt to contact me, I took it to mean that he had no desire to find out what I had become. I checked the local phone book on a whim, and to my surprise, he lived 6 blocks away from where I was renting an apartment. I was curious, so I drove by a couple times, on the chance he would be out. No, he wasn’t ,but, I did discover that we drove the same car. Mmmmm, same neighborhood, same car…. This is a bit spooky… I never stopped to see him, thinking that he wasn’t interested.
Several years later, we were watching the 6 o’clock news. A house fire was covered, where the man of the house, perished. They then gave the name of the victim. Wait! I should know that name… I do… It was my father. Even without seeing him for over 45 years, it brought me to a standstill. This is surreal, though I’m not the one who just died, or lost a husband or father I knew. Guess the decision to make contact or not, has been decided now.
My wife and my sister, who is a half sister, different fathers, decided to go to the visitation to see the people who didn’t want to see me, ever… Not to cause trouble, but out of curiousity. They went. It was a bit odd, but everyone survived it. I did not go, because I didn’t want to stir up any animosities to go with the grief they were feeling. Also because I wasn’t sure how I felt about the whole thing. One half sister, same father, didn’t know I existed. “we’ll have to get together”… I texted her a couple times, giving her an out of not actually talking to me. She never did…
It does kind of nibble at me… What if… What if we spoke or reconciled. What if one of us had made the move. Would anything be different? Would either of us be better for it, or would things be better left alone. A half a century is a long time to try and make up for, or change. Some things are better left alone…. Is that an excuse or common sense? Never getting the chance to ask “how come” to him? Would either one of us come to a better place for that?
The one point that over and over shakes the foundation is this… As my wife was at the visitation talking to the sister that didn’t know I existed, the sister said, ” ah, now I know who the picture of the little boy named Timmy was, on my father’s dresser”! Whew…. Changes my perspective of it all, or at least shakes it up quite a bit.
No fair…
morning all,
This is a link to a story in the Irish Times newpaper…
http://www.irishtimes.com/newspaper/breaking/2009/0108/breaking8.htm
I have been in the computer usage family for almost 8 years now. 1 HP, 3 Dells, 4 Macs. For a windows PC, I really love Dell. However, being an Irish american, I really love Ireland too. In the next year, Dell is pulling 1900 jobs from Limerick, & sending them to Poland.
I understand that businesses have to stay competitive, but, c’mon. I am sure that Dell feels like they are doing what is best for Dell, but I’m disappointed. To show my support for my Irish peeps, I’m not going to buy any more Dells, and, there’s a good chance the Dell we are running now will go to the basement.
One has to show their support, or disagreement with a company by speaking with your dollars. I am, though I am sorry to do so.
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