The Great New England Christmas Cookie Bake-Off

My recent Ode to Christmas shopping demands a follow-up.  Ok, not really sure that it “demands” a successor, but I felt like writing it, so this will be a final penance for faithful readers before the holidays.  Baking Christmas Cookies.  We seldom if ever bake cookies during the regularly scheduled year.  Store-bought is just fine, thanks.  Susan likes chocolate-chip, which I like, but I sometimes deviate to ginger cookies or hermits.  At the holiday season, though, there’s a whole renaissance of cookie baking that somehow is just a part of our humanity.  Someday, scientists will identify the Winter Solstice Cooking Baking gene. Continue reading “The Great New England Christmas Cookie Bake-Off”

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

As the house fills up with new arrivals and takes on an industrial warehouse look obscuring the house decorations we put out in a nod to tradition. I don’t really like to reuse material that I’ve written before, but sometimes events just overcome the need for originality.  So you’ll know, I did add some new bits along the way to make it seem “fresh”. I figure that if J. S. Bach can steal his own best stuff for his Christmas Oratorio, causing us to have a “wait . . where have I heard that before” moment, I can keep that tradition alive. For that reason, and because in rereading this much still works, I’m sharing the joy once again. Continue reading “The Most Wonderful Time of the Year”

Tech II – Accosted by Engineering

Having bought a new printer recently, I’m at a new experience, attempting to print mailing envelopes.  My old printer did this fairly easily.  It smudged its way through. This one, not so much.  You may have inferred from previous writings that I’m not particularly comfortable in the world of technology, having butt-dialed home about 15 times in rapid succession one day from the grocery store without meaning to or even realizing it.  I was having coffee with some friends a few days ago, and one commented that he missed his old flip phone.  I smiled sympathetically.  I totally get it.  All new electronic devices should have a “moron” or “two steps above plant life” setting for people like me, and this setting should be activated by the sales staff before we walk away. Continue reading “Tech II – Accosted by Engineering”

When Fear Controls Us

It happens sometimes that topics just leap out at us and demand that we have to have some type of reasonable discourse.  The current climate of fear surrounding the issue of immigration is one of those, as some Americans choose to place blame and point the finger of their life frustrations on those coming to our country.  When fear and ignorance combine to overtake reason and logic, as they may have in the recent election, we are all the worse for it.  My late grandfather used to say, tongue-in-cheek, “My mind’s made up.  Don’t confuse me with facts.” Continue reading “When Fear Controls Us”

Cavalcade of Catalogs

Ah, the season has officially begun.  Up to now, the catalogs came in a steady stream – maybe five or six a day from companies I’ve never heard of.  Today, however, is opening day of the catalog playoffs.  It’s kind of like the league playoffs in baseball, except more intense. Twenty-one came in today, all jammed somehow into a six-inch square mailbox.  I know, I’m not sure how that happens either.  Totally defies the laws of physics. All I know is that somewhere in the world glossy trees are dying needlessly to provide us with information we can’t begin to absorb.  Gone too soon. Continue reading “Cavalcade of Catalogs”

“What were you feeling when . . .?”

In the history of interviews, perhaps going back to Julius Caesar being interviewed by a reporter for the Roman Forum, this is perhaps the most absurd question of all time, in just about any context. Presidential candidates that have just lost the election, for example. We’re pretty sure how the winners feel – although the incumbent could be a noticeable exception. He didn’t look too happy two years ago. It was more a “holy crap” expression both on his and his wife’s faces. So I need somebody to tell me, in what context is this an appropriate question?   Continue reading ““What were you feeling when . . .?””