Chủ Nhật, 30 tháng 11, 2008
Thứ Sáu, 28 tháng 11, 2008
Thanksgiving 2008
We had a very nice Thanksgiving. The day was actually very relaxing, and I reflected throughout the day on my good fortune to live in this time and place, and especially for the people God has given me to love. Thank you, God. :-)
We cooked the turkey in the crock pot this year, at the suggestion of my friend Tammy, and it turned out delicious! Moist and tender. I had made the sweet potatoes (yams with apples and cranberries) the night before, and everything else was pretty easy - green beans, glazed carrots, and berry cobbler. Buzzmeo brought the stuffing, mashed potatoes, and delicious Pumpkin Gooey Cake that is better than pumpkin pie. We also enjoyed having two Korean university students, Hyejin and Mira, who are here for the year studying elementary education. Their favorite menu item seemed to be the stuffing. :-) I told them, "Sorry, no kimchee today" and they laughed. They also introduced us to a new Korean snack, sweet potato chips with a glazed coating - kind of plain, but good (and Sam ate handfuls.) We enticed them into playing a game of Settlers after dinner, and they were quick learners and seemed to enjoy it. The kids are really changing and growing, as evidenced by the fact that we could get through a whole game without having to referee much, although I'm sure the videos helped, and the playroom seemed to have endured a small tornado. Still, it was a LOT better than years past. Alex and Ava play together SO well now.
Sam continues to give us scary moments and reasons to be thankful he's still alive. Last night he heard John go out to start the car, and ran out the front door after him yelling "Mommy!" (I guess he thought it was me). John did not notice and was backing out the driveway in the dark with Sam outside, but luckily he had the sense to stay out of the way. I heard him yell and ran for the door, reaching him in time to grab him. Then today he saw me squirting OxiClean on Alex's coat and grabbed the bottle and squirted some in his mouth - ack! This is the second "Poison Control" moment we've had in 2 weeks, the first one being his sampling of one of my thyroid pills. Good grief - I try to be careful but it seems I am often 2 steps behind him. Give him one chance at a dangerous situation, he'll grab it. I'm glad for the grace we get as parents - and hope it continues - even as I try to keep ahead of him instead of behind him.
We cooked the turkey in the crock pot this year, at the suggestion of my friend Tammy, and it turned out delicious! Moist and tender. I had made the sweet potatoes (yams with apples and cranberries) the night before, and everything else was pretty easy - green beans, glazed carrots, and berry cobbler. Buzzmeo brought the stuffing, mashed potatoes, and delicious Pumpkin Gooey Cake that is better than pumpkin pie. We also enjoyed having two Korean university students, Hyejin and Mira, who are here for the year studying elementary education. Their favorite menu item seemed to be the stuffing. :-) I told them, "Sorry, no kimchee today" and they laughed. They also introduced us to a new Korean snack, sweet potato chips with a glazed coating - kind of plain, but good (and Sam ate handfuls.) We enticed them into playing a game of Settlers after dinner, and they were quick learners and seemed to enjoy it. The kids are really changing and growing, as evidenced by the fact that we could get through a whole game without having to referee much, although I'm sure the videos helped, and the playroom seemed to have endured a small tornado. Still, it was a LOT better than years past. Alex and Ava play together SO well now.
Sam continues to give us scary moments and reasons to be thankful he's still alive. Last night he heard John go out to start the car, and ran out the front door after him yelling "Mommy!" (I guess he thought it was me). John did not notice and was backing out the driveway in the dark with Sam outside, but luckily he had the sense to stay out of the way. I heard him yell and ran for the door, reaching him in time to grab him. Then today he saw me squirting OxiClean on Alex's coat and grabbed the bottle and squirted some in his mouth - ack! This is the second "Poison Control" moment we've had in 2 weeks, the first one being his sampling of one of my thyroid pills. Good grief - I try to be careful but it seems I am often 2 steps behind him. Give him one chance at a dangerous situation, he'll grab it. I'm glad for the grace we get as parents - and hope it continues - even as I try to keep ahead of him instead of behind him.
Thứ Tư, 26 tháng 11, 2008
Memoria Histórica, exhumaciones, hermanos de los dos bandos, Lorca y Machado
Está calentito el tema de las exhumaciones de los republicanos caídos en la Guerra Civil.
El bando nacionalista permitió, después de la guerra, que toda persona que hubiese perdido a algún familiar a manos de los republicanos pudiese exhumar el cadáver y llevárselo a su casa.
Considero un gravísimo error el que ahora no se permita a los familiares de los republicanos caídos hacer lo mismo. Se oye mucho lo de que "no hay que levantar llagas ni reabrir heridas", pero me parece una hipocresía, una frase que oímos por los medios y que se contradice a sí misma.
Mi opinión se basa en algo muy sencillo, ¿cómo te sentirías si no
supieses dónde está enterrado tu padre, abuelo, abuela, madre, hermano,
hermana, amigo, etc...? Pues no muy bien de seguro
¿Será más facil perdonar y olvidar con tus muertos donde deben estar o con ellos perdidos y abandonados?
Me parece que de momento les es más fácil olvidar a unos que a otros.
Tubo que ser Ian Gibson, afamado escritor irlandés nacionalizado español, quién en 1966 ubicó la fosa de Federico García Lorca, asesinado por ser de izquierdas, homosexual y poeta, suficientes razones para ser odiado por el bando nacionalista. De él, de Lorca, dijo su amigo Antonio Machado:
Dejo un link a un reportaje que he leído de un americano que ha vivido en España unos años y que está realizando un estudio, junto a la Universidad de California, sobre la Memoria Histórica y para ayudar con las exhumaciones. Cuando se le pregunta porqué le interesa tanto el tema él contesta: "“¡Es que es un problema de Derechos Humanos!".
Me sorprende ver que hay tantas personas que sin haber vivido tan de cerca el asunto al ser de fuera se interesan por ello y por que se lleven a cabo las exhumaciones, debe ser que ciertas cosas vistas desde un punto de vista más imparcial y menos manipulado se ven con más claridad.
Abajo dejo una foto que he visto hoy mismo en fotosdetiempospasados de dos hermanos que se reencuentran en 1938 en Tarragona, pertenecen cada uno a un bando distinto, uno de ellos es llevado prisionero, el otro pertenece al bando vencedor, pero ni las guerras ni la miseria humana pueden evitar lo que sucede cuando se ven...
El bando nacionalista permitió, después de la guerra, que toda persona que hubiese perdido a algún familiar a manos de los republicanos pudiese exhumar el cadáver y llevárselo a su casa.
Considero un gravísimo error el que ahora no se permita a los familiares de los republicanos caídos hacer lo mismo. Se oye mucho lo de que "no hay que levantar llagas ni reabrir heridas", pero me parece una hipocresía, una frase que oímos por los medios y que se contradice a sí misma.
Mi opinión se basa en algo muy sencillo, ¿cómo te sentirías si no
supieses dónde está enterrado tu padre, abuelo, abuela, madre, hermano,
hermana, amigo, etc...? Pues no muy bien de seguro
¿Será más facil perdonar y olvidar con tus muertos donde deben estar o con ellos perdidos y abandonados?
Me parece que de momento les es más fácil olvidar a unos que a otros.
Tubo que ser Ian Gibson, afamado escritor irlandés nacionalizado español, quién en 1966 ubicó la fosa de Federico García Lorca, asesinado por ser de izquierdas, homosexual y poeta, suficientes razones para ser odiado por el bando nacionalista. De él, de Lorca, dijo su amigo Antonio Machado:
EL CRIMEN FUE EN GRANADA: A FEDERICO GARCÍA LORCA
1. El crimen
Se le vio, caminando entre fusiles,
por una calle larga,
salir al campo frío,
aún con estrellas de la madrugada.
Mataron a Federico
cuando la luz asomaba.
El pelotón de verdugos
no osó mirarle la cara.
Todos cerraron los ojos;
rezaron: ¡ni Dios te salva!
Muerto cayó Federico
—sangre en la frente y plomo en las entrañas—
... Que fue en Granada el crimen
sabed —¡pobre Granada!—, en su Granada.
2. El poeta
y la muerte
Se le vio caminar solo con Ella,
sin miedo a su guadaña.
—Ya el sol en torre y torre, los martillos
en yunque— yunque y yunque de las fraguas.
Hablaba Federico,
requebrando a la muerte. Ella escuchaba.
«Porque ayer en mi verso, compañera,
sonaba el golpe de tus secas palmas,
y diste el hielo a mi cantar, y el filo
a mi tragedia de tu hoz de plata,
te cantaré la carne que no tienes,
los ojos que te faltan,
tus cabellos que el viento sacudía,
los rojos labios donde te besaban...
Hoy como ayer, gitana, muerte mía,
qué bien contigo a solas,
por estos aires de Granada, ¡mi Granada!»
3.
Se le vio caminar...
Labrad, amigos,
de piedra y sueño en el Alhambra,
un túmulo al poeta,
sobre una fuente donde llore el agua,
y eternamente diga:
el crimen fue en Granada, ¡en su Granada!
 Antonio Machado |
Dejo un link a un reportaje que he leído de un americano que ha vivido en España unos años y que está realizando un estudio, junto a la Universidad de California, sobre la Memoria Histórica y para ayudar con las exhumaciones. Cuando se le pregunta porqué le interesa tanto el tema él contesta: "“¡Es que es un problema de Derechos Humanos!".
Me sorprende ver que hay tantas personas que sin haber vivido tan de cerca el asunto al ser de fuera se interesan por ello y por que se lleven a cabo las exhumaciones, debe ser que ciertas cosas vistas desde un punto de vista más imparcial y menos manipulado se ven con más claridad.
Abajo dejo una foto que he visto hoy mismo en fotosdetiempospasados de dos hermanos que se reencuentran en 1938 en Tarragona, pertenecen cada uno a un bando distinto, uno de ellos es llevado prisionero, el otro pertenece al bando vencedor, pero ni las guerras ni la miseria humana pueden evitar lo que sucede cuando se ven...
Thứ Hai, 24 tháng 11, 2008
the silliest thing
Alex: Mom, do you know what the silliest thing is?
Me: No, what's the silliest thing?
Alex: Getting up in the morning when it's still dark outside!
Yup - pretty silly, all right. Too bad the world still expects us to go to work even if it's dark. I love the 4-year-old insights we're getting these days.
The other day she told me she wants her eyebrows painted like rainbows. Where do they come up with this stuff?
Me: No, what's the silliest thing?
Alex: Getting up in the morning when it's still dark outside!
Yup - pretty silly, all right. Too bad the world still expects us to go to work even if it's dark. I love the 4-year-old insights we're getting these days.
The other day she told me she wants her eyebrows painted like rainbows. Where do they come up with this stuff?
Thứ Bảy, 22 tháng 11, 2008
pre-Thanksgiving stuff
Alex and her preschool class presented us with a cute Thanksgiving program yesterday. Here she is in her "Indian" outfit (OK, Native American) which she decorated herself. Alex loves to sing at home, but apparently does not think much of singing in groups. Mostly she just stood there and watched while the other kids sang. This surprises me because she tends to be outgoing, and she sings the songs for me in the car, but I wonder how much of it is just stubbornness/nonconformist leanings...anyway, it was a cute program and I was impressed with how much the teachers got 24 3- and 4-year-olds to do!
Last night I shopped for Thanksgiving dinner at WalMart, with no kids. I'm finding ways to avoid taking them with me to the store anymore - Sam climbs out of the cart and both kids are getting bolder about fighting in public and/or grabbing stuff off shelves. What a pain! Now I know how my mom felt when she took us to the store. :-) Anyway, I was pleased with all the bargains I found. Wally World will match prices of any local store's ads, so I got lots of stuff "on sale" at one place. I felt like such a savvy shopper and even remembered to bring my own bags. :-) I love my heavy-duty, insulated canvas bags but half the time I still forget to take them in. I do better without 2 little monkeys.
I'm going to try new recipes for crock pot turkey breast and stuffing from Tammy. Her recipes have never failed me yet, so I'm looking forward to these. Except for the green olives - those will just have to be omitted from any stuffing of mine.
And now - if I can get rid of this horrible, awful virus that is attacking my entire respiratory tract lining, I'll be ready for cooking, feasting, and hopefully good times with friends and family next week.
Chủ Nhật, 16 tháng 11, 2008
yummy way to eat yams
I tried a new recipe this weekend - it was yummy!
Yams, apples, and cranberries are a good combination.
http://www.nutritionmd.org/recipes/view.html?recipe_id=205
Yams, apples, and cranberries are a good combination.
Thứ Bảy, 8 tháng 11, 2008
end of an era
November 8, 2008 - today we said goodbye to our crib. Wah!
For the past three years, five months and fifteen days it has been in use every single day and night. When I think about it, it's been such a haven of security and rest for both Alex and Sam. The past few months, however, it has become just another jungle gym for Sam, something to climb up and jump off of. So, away it went today to the recycled-kids'-stuff store - I hope it finds a good home.
I'll miss it. I can't believe my babies aren't babies anymore!
On a different topic: we made two yummy things this weekend. One was a fruit cobbler (thanks to Shari Kawashima) - just dump frozen berries, a box of yellow cake mix, and a can of diet Sprite into a pan and voila! I will use this one again!
The other was more laborious to make, but yummy and nutritious AND both kids ate it up and asked for more. And it's all made of vegetables! See
http://www.nutritionmd.org/recipes/view.html?recipe_id=579for this recipe for stuffed spaghetti squash. I did not steam it, since I don't have a steamer large enough, but baking it worked just as well. Again, time-consuming enough that I won't make it often, but it was very good.
Thứ Hai, 3 tháng 11, 2008
Shriiimp
Shriiimp.com es una web con graffitis, la peculiaridad es que no son en paredes sino... en chicas.
Genial!