It’s a(nother) Sign!

Meridian, Idaho

Well, I got a(nother) sign to go on  a diet this morning.

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I’ve had lots of signs:

Pants don’t fit.

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Three stomach rolls instead of two.

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The Idaho news alerted citizens to the fact that there’s a candy shortage in our area…candy-shortage

And those signs bothered me, but apparently not enough to start cutting back on what I’m consuming.

But this morning, I got the BIG SIGN to knock it off!

I woke myself while snoring!

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I only snore when I’m really getting up there in weight.

And I hate to snore…

So, it’s time to cut back.  🙂

Memorial Day

Meridian, Idaho

A few facts and stats about Memorial Day from US Memorial Day.

Memorial Day, originally called Decoration Day, is a day of remembrance for those who have died in service of the United States of America. Over two dozen cities and towns claim to be the birthplace of Memorial Day. While Waterloo N.Y. was officially declared the birthplace of Memorial Day by President Lyndon Johnson in May 1966, it’s difficult to prove conclusively the origins of the day.

logan_engravingRegardless of the exact date or location of its origins, one thing is clear – Memorial Day was borne out of the Civil War and a desire to honor our dead. It was officially proclaimed on 5 May 1868 by General John Logan, national commander of the Grand Army of the Republic, in his General Order No. 11. “The 30th of May, 1868, is designated for the purpose of strewing with flowers, or otherwise decorating the graves of comrades who died in defense of their country during the late rebellion, and whose bodies now lie in almost every city, village and hamlet churchyard in the land,” he proclaimed. The date of Decoration Day, as he called it, was chosen because it wasn’t the anniversary of any particular battle.

decoration-day-190x300On the first Decoration Day, General James Garfield made a speech at Arlington National Cemetery, and 5,000 participants decorated the graves of the 20,000 Union and Confederate soldiers buried there.

The first state to officially recognize the holiday was New York in 1873. By 1890 it was recognized by all of the northern states. The South refused to acknowledge the day, honoring their dead on separate days until after World War I (when the holiday changed from honoring just those who died fighting in the Civil War to honoring Americans who died fighting in any war).

It is now observed in almost every state on the last Monday in May with Congressional passage of the National Holiday Act of 1971 (P.L. 90 – 363). This helped ensure a three day weekend for Federal holidays, though several southern states have an additional separate day for honoring the Confederate war dead: January 19th in Texas; April 26th in Alabama, Florida, Georgia, and Mississippi; May 10th in South Carolina; and June 3rd (Jefferson Davis’ birthday) in Louisiana and Tennessee.

Red Poppies

In 1915, inspired by the poem “In Flanders Fields,” Moina Michael replied with her own poem:

We cherish too, the Poppy red
That grows on fields where valor led,
It seems to signal to the skies
That blood of heroes never dies.

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She then conceived of an idea to wear red poppies on Memorial day in honor of those who died serving the nation during war. She was the first to wear one, and sold poppies to her friends and co-workers with the money going to benefit servicemen in need. Later a Madam Guerin from France was visiting the United States and learned of this new custom started by Ms. Michael. When she returned to France she made artificial red poppies to raise money for war orphaned children and widowed women. This tradition spread to other countries. In 1921, the Franco-American Children’s League sold poppies nationally to benefit war orphans of France and Belgium. The League disbanded a year later and Madam Guerin approached the VFW for help.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAShortly before Memorial Day in 1922 the VFW became the first veterans’ organization to nationally sell poppies. Two years later their “Buddy” Poppy program was selling artificial poppies made by disabled veterans. In 1948 the US Post Office honored Ms. Michael for her role in founding the National Poppy movement by issuing a red 3 cent postage stamp with her likeness on it.

National Moment of Remembrance

The “National Moment of Remembrance” resolution was passed on Dec 2000 which asks that at 3 p.m. local time, for all Americans “To voluntarily and informally observe in their own way a Moment of remembrance and respect, pausing from whatever they are doing for a moment of silence or listening to ‘Taps.”

Two Peeps for Le Peep

Meridian, Idaho

We went out for breakfast today at Le Peep. It’s less than a mile from our house. I’d seen it lots of times, but I had no idea until I Googled it that it was a nationwide chain.

LePeepThere are lots of items to choose, especially for breakfast. I noticed that the lunch menu wasn’t as varied, but lots on it looked great, too.

0524150814I had cranberries and granola over oatmeal. It was yummy.

0524150822And to completely overload on carbs, it came with brown sugar and a bagel. Like I needed even more simple carbohydrates…

I loved the bowl that my oatmeal was served in. The back was high and the front was low so that I could shovel it in non-stop.  🙂

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The restaurant was adorned with lots of Idaho photos and paintings.

0524150839The ambiance is very casual. And my only complaint was that the tables were really close together where we were seated against one wall.

0524150814aWill I go again? Definitely! Our food was good, the service was great and quick, and the prices were very reasonable.

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On the way out the door, I noticed an odd sight. There was one television in the restaurant. It was, naturally, set to a sports channel.

Two young men were eating breakfast together. And instead of facing one another so they could talk, they sat on the same side of the table so that they could watch television. Cracked me up…

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Fridays with Freddie on Facebook

Meridian, Idaho

MikeRoweI love Mike Rowe. He’s a fascinating guy.

Y’all know him. He’s the one who was on Dirty Jobs and is now on CNN’s Somebody’s Got to Do It.

I started following him on Facebook about a year ago. He has some interesting things to say, but my favorite postings to read are Fridays with Freddie.

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Freddie is his dog, and Friday’s posts are written by Freddie.

Yesterday’s was so funny I laughed out loud.

Here it is…

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Alissa Marie Curtin writes,

“It was such a pleasure to meet you and Freddy this morning! Thank you so much for taking the time to speak with me and take a photo. It really made my morning! As I mentioned, I work at CK Contemporary Art in Union Square. I would love have you stop by sometime! We have a great show right now featuring paintings by K. Henderson. She collects pieces of childhood memorabilia and paints them with the most fantastic realism. I have included a few images below with the picture of us as well. Again it was such a treat to meet you today! I am a huge fun of yours, and Freddie’s! Alissa Curtain, 5/22/15”

Hello Alissa. It was a pleasure meeting you as well. And judging from the way you leapt from your SUV after putting it up there on the sidewalk, I’ll assume you were indeed both pleased and excited to find us in the midst of our morning stroll to nowhere. I’m not sure how the encounter unfolded from your perspective, but here’s how it went down for me.

After searching longer than usual for the elusive odor that allows my sphincter to involuntarily spasm, I was beginning to wonder if I’d ever begin my long-awaited constitutional. I finally found the necessary scent on the outskirts of the gutter, mixed in with some pine needles and a Zagnut wrapper. I had barely completed my compulsory two and half spins before last nights dinner was halfway to the pavement, neatly transformed into a robust pair of perfectly formed, jumbo tootsie rolls. I was fast, but The Biped was faster. (Lately, my Human Butler has taken to snatching my turds from midair, before they actually hit the ground. He says it’s preferable to “scraping my shit off the street,” though I’m not sure that pulling my feces straight out of my anus and walking around with the prize in a periwinkle sack puts either one of us in the most elegant light. Whatever. It’s a small price to pay for getting to crap whenever the spirit moves you.)

Anyway, I had just pinched my last loaf directly into His Majesty’s bagged hand, when the squeal of your brakes snapped us both to attention. Though initially alarmed by your entrance, I want to say that you handled the encounter with more grace than other females of your species have exhibited in similar circumstances. However, there’s something you should know about the photo you posted. Just behind your back, dangling from the Biped’s thumb and forefinger, is the aforementioned bag of dogshit.

You see, when the situation calls for it, The Biped can be both discreet and dexterous, and I have to say that I was impressed by the skillful way he managed to keep my excrement from ruining an otherwise splendid encounter. Trust me – had you come upon us just a few seconds earlier, the resulting photo would have not been suitable for framing.

Anyway, thanks for recognizing me. The cat downstairs watched the whole thing from the window and is still seething with jealousy. Which is as it should be. And good luck with your art thing.

Regards,
Freddy

PS. I like the rodent with the deformed hand, but the two-legged bat in black underpants is troubling.

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Oh, Amma!

Meridian, Idaho

I had a wonderful treat yesterday — a massage!

I haven’t had one for a very, very long time. Too long.

I’ve had several different types of massages (deep tissue, sports, etc…), but my favorite type of massage is called an Amma.

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The Amma massage is an ancient style of therapeutic deep tissue massage that has been perfected for the last 5000 years. It affects your body throughout, loosening muscle, joints, and connective tissues to allow your body to function properly.

Chinese in origin, this technique implements deep tissue therapy, pressure, friction, and touch. The technique affects not only tissue, but energy channels throughout the body. The nervous system, cardiovascular system, and respiratory systems all are affected, allowing your body to function more productively.

Yesterday’s massage was with a new (to me) therapist. And she did a great job, but I just didn’t experience the same connection with her as I did with Kerri–my first Amma therapist.

I first saw Kerri over four years ago. I was feeling depleted and was hoping that a massage would help. I (naturally) did a Google search on ‘energizing massage Boise’ and Kerri’s Web site came up. I called and made an appointment.

I filled out a brief health survey. Then Kerri and I sat down for a brief chat. I told her how I came across her practice and what I was after–relaxation and energy.

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Sounds like an oxymoron, but I was hoping that if I could relax then I would have more energy.

As I got ready for the massage, I glanced around the room. Everything was tranquil from the soft colors to the music and the light essential oil aromas.

The massage table was soft and warm. Perfect!

Kerri came in and explained that Amma is based in Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) and that she would do and ask things that might not happen during another type of massage session.

“Ooooookaaaaayyyy”, I said a bit nervously.

She then asked me to open my mouth so she could look at my tongue. In TCM the tongue is examined to determine overall health. For example, a red tipped tongue indicates that a person might be suffering from insomnia and stress.

meridian-3Kerri took one look at my tongue and said, “You eat your food hard.” I thought about it for a minute and agreed. I prefer apples over applesauce and I like my veggies al dente. She continued on to say that by eating so much of my food under cooked, I was missing some key nutrients.

There were more physical exams like taking my pulse in several locations and examination of the temperature of my hands and feet.

Then the massage started. An Amma massage incorporates both deep tissue pressure and small circular movements.

Much of the small circular movements are along meridian lines and intended to generate chi–life’s energy force.

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When Kerri finished, I tried to tip her, but she said, “I don’t accept tips. I consider what I do a medical treatment and you don’t tip your doctor.”

As I left the office, I thought, “Well, that was nice.”

And it was. Very nice.

But it wasn’t until later in the day and over the next few days that I realized how GREAT I felt.

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My energy level was higher. I was happier. My body felt more connected with my mind. And I was very, very relaxed.

I continued seeing Kerri every four to six weeks for massages until she quit to raise her daughters.

And while I was seeing her, I felt amazing! 🙂

Daily Laugh…

Meridian, Idaho

I just realized something this morning…

I miss reading the comic strip each morning in the newspaper.

Especially Calvin and Hobbes and The Far Side–my perennial favorites.

What better way is there to start the morning than with a good giggle? calvin-hobbes-calvin-and-hobbes-23762778-1280-800
Perhaps an inspirational reading might be better, but for me a giggle first and then the inspirational reading works best. 🙂

So here are a couple of giggles for you, Gentle Blog Reader.

The Far Side by Gary Larson

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Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson

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This was the first Far Side comic by Gary Larson I ever saw, and I was hooked from that moment on.

far-side-cowsI’m going to start each morning with a daily giggle from now on by looking at a Calvin and Hobbes comic via an app on my phone. What fun!

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Empathy Cards to the Rescue

Meridian, Idaho

Often, I want to start a dialog with someone who’s going through tough times, and it’s just hard to know what to say…

Whether it’s an illness, a job loss, divorce, death of a loved one, or any one of a myriad of things that happen throughout the course of all of our lives, it’s hard to come up with the right words.

While there are sympathy cards available that express sorrow, too often they just come up short in expressing depth of feeling. And they look like they are made for our great-great grandmothers.

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There’s a difference between sympathy and empathy.

Sympathy says, “I’m sorry for your situation.”

Empathy says, “I understand and feel your pain.”

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There’s a place for both sympathy and empathy in our lives, with different people and at different times in different situations.

The “Our Thoughts are With You” card above is definitely a sympathy card.

For those times when you empathize with a loved one’s situation, you might check out these empathy cards designed by Emily McDowell.

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The card above is an example of one of McDowell’s empathy cards. There’s an acknowledgement of the situation like in the sympathy card, but there’s also an awareness that the sick person doesn’t want to have their situation compared with your cousin’s friend’s illness. Sometimes all the sick person wants is for someone to say, “Well, that’s the sh*ts that you’re sick!”

Here’s the background behind both the cards and the artist…

From NPR:

Los Angeles graphic designer Emily McDowell‘s solution to this dilemma are what she calls Empathy Cards. When someone is seriously ill, she says, the usual “Get Well Soon” won’t do. Because you might not, she says. At least not soon.

McDowell knows this from experience. She’s a 15-year survivor of Hodgkin lymphoma. She was just 24 when she was diagnosed.

“The most difficult thing about my illness was the fact that it was so lonely,” she says. One of the reasons was “friends and family either disappearing because they didn’t know what to say or well-intentioned people saying the wrong thing. So one of the most difficult things about being sick was feeling really alienated from everyone that I knew.”

McDowell had been in advertising world until she quit at age 34 when her best friend died of cancer. That’s when she decided to freelance and see if she could market empathy cards.

Obviously she can. And her cards fill a void that needed filling.

Last year she won the Rising Star Award at the 26th Annual International Greeting Card Awards.

Here are a couple of my favorites from her store…

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Grand BBQ

Meridian, Idaho

Wow, did we have great barbecue the other night after Idaho’s Largest Garage Sale.

It was just down the street from the fairgrounds at a place called Cutter’s Grand BBQ.

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We had driven by the spot a lot while we were living near the fairgrounds in Homer at the RV park. It was always busy, but we never could really tell what was going on.

There’s no signage. There’s no building. There’s just people eating–lots of them.

It’s not really a restaurant and not really a food truck. It’s a combination of a food truck, a competitive barbecue trailer, and a picnic area.

Here’s their story:

Cutter’s Grand BBQ has been in operation since 1987, when Mike and his Dad built the barbeque grill. Initially they cooked tri-tip for special events in California. Since Mike has moved to Bosie, Idaho, in the late 1990’s, he has catered special events, private parties and has had a roadside BBQ stand for the last three years.

So I guess it’s called a “roadside BBQ stand”.

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Whatever the place is called, they have some of the best BBQ and ribs I’ve ever had…

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We had a pulled brisket sandwich, a pulled pork sandwich, and split a small order of ribs.

cutters-grand-bbq-boise-kilted-dragon-brewingSimply amazing.

They are only open from Thursday through Saturday. Lunch begins “about 11:30 a.m.” Dinner begins “about 4:30 p.m.”

If stormy and/or rainy weather is predicted, it’s best to call ahead because they may be closed.

I know. I know. It sounds like a bizarre place. And it is. But there’s a reason why every time Rich and I drove by there, dozens of people are eating and smiling while they lick their fingers to get every last drop of house BBQ sauce and special dry rub…

So if you’re ever in the area near Boise’s Ada County Fairgrounds Thursday, Friday, or Saturday, give Cutter’s Grand BBQ a try.

You won’t be sorry you did.

Pay it Forward

Meridian, Idaho

I was station surfing in my car a few days ago while driving home from pickleball and happened upon this story:

ELDERLY CANCER PATIENT CALLS 911 BECAUSE HE HAS NO FOOD

When 81-year-old Clarence Blackmon returned home Tuesday after spending months in the hospital for cancer treatments and rehab, his refrigerator was empty.

He had nothing to eat and no way to get to the store. Hungry and desperate, he called 911. He asked the operator if someone could go to the store for him and buy some groceries.

He told the operator whatever she could do would help.

“I can’t do anything. I can’t go anywhere. I can’t get out of my damn chair,” Blackmon said in his 911 call.

Operator Marilyn Hinson took the call and told Blackmon they would take him some groceries.

“He was hungry,” Hinson said. “I’ve been hungry. A lot of people can’t say that, but I can, and I can’t stand for anyone to be hungry.”

Blackmon told Hinson that all he wanted was a head of cabbage, some cans of beans and beets, some popcorn, tomato juice, and soft drinks.

With her supervisor’s permission, Hinson went to the grocery store and bought groceries. Then, with the help of Fayetteville police officers, she delivered the food in person to Blackmon.

She made Blackmon a ham sandwich, which he called a feast. She also made him a couple more sandwiches for later on.

Blackmon called it a blessing.

“It was like a little miracle ringing in my ear,” Blackmon said. “I thought, ‘Jesus, you answered those prayers!'”

After Blackmon’s story aired, calls and donations came in by the hundreds…

ABC11 Together and people across the country are helping a starving veteran in Fayetteville who was in need of food.

Clarence BlackmonThe day after his story aired, Blackmon’s phone hasn’t stopped ringing with people offering food and help.

“‘What do you want me to bring,'” recalled Blackmon. “I even ordered roasted chicken. She said ‘fine, that’s fine.'”

That joy was a far cry from his desperate 911 call for help 24 hours earlier.

“We had numerous calls, emails, folks calling us directly, calling the call center, calling 911 saying, ‘How can we help Mr. Blackmon,'” said Fayetteville Officer Antoine Kincade.

Many asked how Blackmon could wind up in this situation. ABC11 asked DSS officials that same question. The director said they only became aware of Blackmon’s plight when we told them. The private rehab center that discharged Blackmon failed to notify DSS officials that he was going home.

A DSS social worker spent several hours with Blackmon Wednesday. They are now taking care of his needs. As for the donations, Blackmon asked that they go to the Salvation Army to help others.

“I want everyone that goes hungry, or lives under a bridge, at least they can go to the Salvation Army. They can get some good food,” said Blackmon.

Blackmon said he is truly blessed by all the help.

Now that’s a perfect example of paying it forward!

Anal, Analer, Analest

Meridian, Idaho

Rich and I are both perfectionists. We have specific ways we want things done, and we both have a hard time giving an inch if something’s not quite our way…

Neat freaks. Precisionists. Fussbudgets. Micromanagers. OCD. Whatever you want to call it, it all boils down to us both being anal retentive — aka anal.

Anal — A term used to refer to a person who feels a need to be in control of all aspects of his or her surroundings. Or, in other words, an anal retentive person “can’t let go of shit.” (Urban Dictionary)

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While both of us being anal isn’t necessarily a bad thing, occasionally we’ll look at each other with bewilderment and just think, “Are you CRAZY!” Am I’m sure others around us think the same thing. 🙂

For a long time, I didn’t think I was anal. But then my wise niece Theresa told me that I was after I complained about a particular incident while I was going to college about 15 years ago.

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Since then I embrace it. And being anal has helped me get at least five job offers when I tell the story about my niece explaining to me that I’m anal.

When I am asked, “Do you pay attention to detail?”, here’s the story I tell:

I was a non-traditional student in my mid forties when I went back to school.

We had a lot of group work in my classes which could be very difficult to organize given that most of my group were also non-traditional students–we had families, we had jobs, we couldn’t just run down the hall in the dorm to meet.

I was always tasked with putting everything together for the final paper or presentation. I was tired of doing that and said, “I want to do something else. Someone else can do that part.”

Several of my cohorts looked at me and said, at the same time, “Kathy, you have to do it. You’re so anal you make it all perfect!”

I was appalled. I had no idea that they thought I was anal let alone that I was anal.

I complained to Theresa, my niece who was studying psychology among other things, about it trying to convince her that I was in fact not anal.

I ended by saying, “If I was anal, I would have done something about the six dead flies that have been laying in my bedroom windowsill for the last three weeks because I’ve been too busy to clean.”

Theresa smiled at me knowingly and said softly, “Kathy, the fact that you have counted the flies and that you know how long they’ve been there shows that you ARE anal.”

Since then, I’ve embraced my analness because there’s a place in the world for anal retentives.

I am a bit worried, though, because I am becoming more anal, analer if you will, as I get older.

My goal is to stop myself before I become the most anal, analest if you will, and thoroughly drive myself and everyone else nuts.

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