Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Christmas Checklist! Who Sez I'm Feckless?


Hurray! I just finished writing my annual Christmas poem, which has permanently replaced the way-less-personal cards I used to lovingly select in the early days of our marriage. In fact, for the past 15 years or so, I have penned my own (rather lengthy) creation that includes two verses detailing the activities of––or roasting, as the case may be––each family member, with a few extra stanzas thrown in to celebrate the season in general. I have to admit that, as our family grows, the poem is getting more difficult to write...and considerably harder to fit on one page. (Last year, I was reduced to 9-point Skia font to make it all fit.)

So I guess I will have to call a moratorium on marriages and births in our growing family. (Fat chance of my doing that!) One thing's for sure. The next time one of these glorious events occurs, I'll have no choice but to spill the verses over to the back page. Which, kidding aside, I will do with great joy.

Now all I have to do is finish writing the Christmas Eve story; replace my tens of turkeys, pilgrims, and faux autumn leaves with my hundreds of santas, snow globes, stockings, and nativity scenes (to say nothing of the tree); and get my shopping done. The baking, I will gladly leave to my mother.

And if she ever comes to her senses and stops doing it (she's usually half-crippled the next day), then I will seek out excellent bakeries and flat-out purchase the goods. (Just kidding, Mom, I promise at the very least to bake pumpkin bread and cookies...) *sigh*

Assuming I can get my nearly brand new oven to work, that is. (What does it take to get Kitchen Aid to admit they've sold you a lemon?!)

But that's a whole other post, isn't it?

=)

Monday, November 30, 2009

Just Say Bliss with my Christmas Play List!


Here's a hot holiday news flash for you. My 2009 Christmas playlist is complete, and I'm handing out a few musical tips for your auditory pleasure:

It Wasn't His Child by Trisha Yearwood (not a big country fan, but this song gets to me)
Only at Christmas Time and Joy to the World by Sufjan Stevens
Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer by Jack Johnson
In the Bleak Midwinter by Loreena Mckennitt (I like James Taylor's even better, but I used that last year)
I Saw Three Ships by Sting (a really cool Celtic version)
The Christmas Song and I Believe by Andrea Bocelli and Natalie Cole (sheer heaven)
Christmas in Killarney by The Irish Rovers (totally eclipses Bing Crosby's version)
Still Still Still by Afterglow (warm and peaceful times ten)
Someday at Christmas by Stevie Wonder (the guy who wrote it in the first place)
Grown-Up Christmas List by Michael Buble (also love it by Amy Grant)
Christmas Time is Here by Sarah McLachlan (Charlie Brown nostalgia always satisfies)
Frosty the Snowman by Dan Tyminski (more nostalgia)
Winter Wonderland by Vince Gill (again, better by James Taylor, but I did that last year, too)
Sweet Little Jesus Boy by Straight No Chaser
Pretty much anything at all by Straight No Chaser (an a capella group)
Christmas songs in general by John Denver (who knew?)

Having given you the official list for this year, may I add that the best Christmas CD anywhere is James Taylor at Christmas? I have never heard its equal. My next three favorites of all time are A Christmas Album, Christmas to Remember, and Home for Christmas by Amy Grant. (I know. She isn't a big fan of Mormons. But this Mormon is still a big fan of her Christmas music.) Joy: A Holiday Collection by Jewel rates high, too. And don't miss Andrea Bocelli's new one.

Remember the old standards, too, because Christmas wouldn't be the same without 'em: White Christmas by Bing Crosby and The Christmas Song by Nat King Cole. Slightly newer standards, like Christmas Portrait and An Old-Fashioned Christmas by the Carpenters, are wonderful as well.

For me, this time of year is all about the music. And there's some pretty great stuff out there.

Time to get in the mood, folks. We're kicking off December tomorrow!

=)

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Saturday, November 28, 2009

From Fall Foliage to Christmas Crush


It's a beautiful day in my neck of the woods.


Just around the corner is my favorite tree.


(I love the blanket of cinammon leaves on the lawn.)


Not too far down the freeway is my favorite city.


(One of the best places to be on a crisp and sunny fall day.)


But I, of course, will spend the afternoon cruising the outlets.


Shopping up a not-very-winterish storm with two of my sons.

=)

Thursday, November 26, 2009

A Bow to the Pilgrims, Who Started It All


“The Pilgrims, being thus arrived in a good harbor and brought safe to land, they fell upon their knees and blessed the God of heaven, who had brought them over the vast and furious ocean and delivered them from all the perils and miseries thereof, again to set their feet upon the firm and stable earth, their proper element. And no marvel if they were thus joyful."

–William Bradford, Governor of Plymouth County



“Inasmuch as the great Father has given us this year an abundant harvest of Indian corn, wheat, peas, beans, squashes, and garden vegetables, and has made the forests to abound with game and the sea with fish and clams, and inasmuch as He has protected us from the ravages of [our enemies], has spared us from pestilence and disease, and has granted us freedom to worship God according to the dictates of our own conscience, Now I, your magistrate, do proclaim that all ye Pilgrims, with your wives and little ones, do gather at ye meeting house, on ye hill, between the hours of 9 and 12 in the daytime, on Thursday, November 29th, of the year of our Lord one thousand six hundred and twenty-three and the third year since ye Pilgrims landed on Pilgrim Rock, there to listen to ye pastor and render thanksgiving to Almighty God for all His blessings.”

–William Bradford, Governor of Plymouth Colony



So once in every year we throng, upon a day apart,

To praise the Lord with feast and song, in thankfulness of heart.”

–Arthur Guiterman


Happy Thanksgiving to every one of you, and thanks for being such faithful visitors to my blog. As the saying goes, when I count my blessings, I count you twice!

For the joy of human love
Brother, sister, parent, child
Friends on earth and friends above
For all gentle thoughts and mild
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
This, our hymn of grateful praise

=)

PS. Here's a little Thanksgiving treat, which will probably be far more enjoyable than my pies. Below is a picture of the first meeting house of the Pilgrims, built in 1689 at Plymouth.


And a picture of the first landing that makes me feel instead of think.


Let's remember them today.

How grateful I am for this great nation
and all that we enjoy as its citizens.
What a bountiful harvest is ours!
(even in hard times)

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Oh Donny Boy, the Fans, the Fans Are Calling


Oh, Donny Boy, the fans, the fans are calling...
From state to state, and down the mountain side.
The Kelly's gone, and Mya's star is dying.
'Tis they, 'tis they, must go and you must bide.

Did Donny-O deserve to win? Well, his dancing didn't, but he came on strong at the end...and he apparently has a fan base. A very BIG fan base, which kind of surprises me to tell the truth. After all these years, I mean.

Mya was the best dancer, and that's a fact. However, she was also the most trained person from the beginning (check out her dance videos), so maybe it's okay that she didn't take the trophy. Let's face it. For all intents and purposes, she was a professional dancer from the get-go. Mya could change careers and go the ballroom route tomorrow, but why would she? Her own gig is far more lucrative.

As for Kelly, she was my favorite. Not because of her dancing, I hasten to add, though it improved (with her confidence) to an amazing degree. She clearly had the ability to be better than good all along, but her anxieties got in the way. As an inveterate mother, I took great pleasure in seeing her grow, both on the show and in general.

But what really got me was her personality. That girl has some major charisma going on, and maybe now she knows it. I have a feeling hearing everyone in the audience chant "Kelly, Kelly, Kelly..." may have felt just as good as a mirror ball trophy in her hand. And it will certainly echo in her ears for years to come.

Anyway, this was an entertaining season...my favorite so far. Popularity won out over talent, but I guess that's okay. After all, America is voting, right? Giles was the best dancer last season but come in second; Mario was the best in his season but came in second, and now Mya has topped her season and settled for second. I won't be losing any sleep over it.

I will say this, though. Since being the best dancer did not turn out to be the criteria for winning, I'm kinda sorry Kelly didn't take it. Not that I begrudge Donny his victory, because I really don't. After all, he was doing a show every night in Las Vegas and dancing by day...not easy! And I'm happy for his partner, Kym, who is more than deserving.

But I'll tell it like it is. That little Kelly simply won my heart.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

In Every Thing, Give Thanks


When wintry winds and stormy seas


Make all the world seem bleak


When hope is difficult to find


And peace is hard to seek


Through troubled times and dreary days


In glorious and simple ways


My eyes are somehow turned to Thee


And once more, all is well with me.


For this, my heart will ever raise


A song of love, a song of praise.

Monday, November 23, 2009

A Thanksgiving Confessional


Last year, I cooked Thanksgiving dinner for my entire family and much of my extended family. This year, I'll be cooking for four.

My reaction to this is mixed. I've never cooked turkey and the works for such a limited group, so I'm hoping the whole exercise will be easier in small batches. At the very least, it will be less cumbersome.

On the other hand, it'll be odd to sit down for our big dinner with only four people at the table. Fortunately, though I'll be missing my two married children and their spouses (who will give thanks with the in-laws on Thursday so they can hang with us for Christmas), the four people I will be sitting down with are primo. And hungry. And gratifyingly grateful. (Not just in general, but for the food...a quality those of us with fairly obvious cooking deficits value highly.) It's true. They're just not that discriminating...as proven by the fact that the one and only time we went out––to a posh Thanksgiving buffet dinner at the Fairmont Hotel downtown––they actually complained that they missed "Mom's food." Music to my ears.

Of course, I could have invited a bunch of people over for dinner, and I did think about doing that. But to tell the truth, I couldn't handle the performance anxiety. You see, I never invite non-family members to Thanksgiving dinner. Not because it wouldn't be fun. Not because I wouldn't enjoy them. Not even because I'm too clannish. But actually because my cooking is as notoriously unpredictable as my oven. In fact, we make a pretty good team. Especially if you find culinary disasters amusing. (My specialty.)

So...no, I will not be visiting my turkey and fixin's upon anyone but my own family...this year or any year. My kitchen services will have to be limited to less important meals and occasions. I'm fine for Sunday dinner or Family Home Evening BBQ's. Even my traditional Christmas fare is pretty foolproof. But Thanksgiving? (shudder) Nope. That is one can of worms (olives? cranberry dressing?) that I'm just not willing to open.

There you have it. My full confession. It is what it is. Easy does it. And I'm taking it one year at a time. Because, when it comes to cooking Thanksgiving dinner, I'm a white knuckler. Completely turkoraphobic.

And I'm not even working on it.

;)

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Revenge Sweet When United Takes Heat


Okay, the video posted below for your viewing pleasure is not only extremely clever but highly entertaining. (Grannysue is still chuckling.) Being a veteran of the airline wars myself, I confess to finding it more than a little gratifying, as well.

Only one prerequisite before you check this thing out: Ya gotta read the (100% true) back story. It seems that a singer-songwriter's favorite, custom-made Taylor guitar (worth $3,500) was broken by careless baggage handlers at United Airlines. Not surprisingly, the singer (Dave Carroll) went through all kinds of contortions trying to get the company to reimburse him. When United still hadn't made good on the guitar a year after the fact, he told the Customer Relations manager that he intended to write a song about the experience, create a music video, and post it on youtube. The manager answered, "Good luck with that one, pal."

Here's the corker: 6.1 million youtube hits later, United suddenly wants to make good on the guitar in exchange for Dave Carroll's agreement to pull the video. Can you guess Dave's response? He said...

"Good luck with that one, pal."

hehehahayukyukhiccupsnort (Yep, Grannysue is still amused.)

Friday, November 20, 2009

Guest Post Today at Segullah


I hope you'll check out my guest post about gratitude on Segullah today. It's kinda fun to be visiting over there!

=)

Thursday, November 19, 2009

New Guidelines for Mammograms? What?!


According to the United States Preventive Services Task Force (a panel of experts appointed by the federal Department of Health and Human Services to provide guidance for doctors, insurance companies and...watch out, folks...policy makers), all women except for those specifically designated as "high risk" should begin having mammograms at age 50 rather than age 40. Furthermore, they should have them every two years rather than every year. And they should stop giving themselves breast examinations.

Interestingly, it was only seven years ago that the USPSTF conducted its last study. At that time, the panel counseled women to have mammograms every year, beginning at age 40. True, the members of the group are now different, but could the data they investigated have changed that much in seven years? Maybe it has, but my initial reaction was to suspect that the health care rationing I've feared under Obama's plan has already begun. Am I crazy?

So far, the American Cancer Society and the American College of Radiology have stridently disagreed with the new guidelines and are refusing to back them up. Both organizations will continue to espouse the old regimen. On the other hand, the National Cancer Institute has promised to reconsider its recommendations due to the USPSTF's findings.

Let's face it. Right now, Medicare is required to pay for annual mammograms, and so are private insurers in every state but Utah. Under the new guidelines, that coverage will likely change.

According to Dr. Karla Kerlikowske, a professor at UCSF, "the message is to get 10 mammograms in a lifetime, one every two years, beginning at age 50" in order to minimize potential harm and maximize potential benefit. The task force concluded that one cancer death is prevented for every 1,904 women between the ages of 40-49 who are tested yearly. That number changes to one death averted for every 1,339 women aged 50-59 and tested yearly, and one death for every 377 women aged 60 to 69 and tested yearly.

To those of you who've hung around here a while, it's no secret that I hate getting mammograms, and I can't honestly say that I'd be sorry to give up having them every year. But I've also had several friends, diagnosed under age 50 by yearly mammograms, who would probably not be with us right now without that earlier screening. I've also had friends over 50 whose lives would almost surely have been lost from fast-growing forms of breast cancer had they not been tested annually. That looks like some pretty big downside from where I'm sitting.

I've always felt some concern about the amount of radiation we receive in our yearly mammograms, but so many of my friends are getting breast cancer that I'm going to side, for now at least, with the American Cancer Society. Ideally, we would all get an ultrasound every year, which works better diagnostically and is entirely free of radiation. Barring that, I've read that the newer mammography machines are both improving results and lowering levels of radiation, thus minimizing potential overexposure.

It's a hard one, and maybe I'm just conditioned to think we need yearly mammograms, but I still can't help feeling suspicious. Doesn't this new revelation come just a little too close on the heels of the health care bill? Isn't the coincidence of this timing just a little too convenient?

I'd love for all of you to weigh in here. I could use a reality check!

=)

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