Grammy's BLOG
Can't wait to see Happy Feet with my grandchildren. Looks like such a cute movie. Did you see that wonderful documentary March of the Penguins. I saw it five times and could still see it again. It's one of the few movies I feel like owning. Also liked Benny and June, A Beautiful Mind, The Passion of the Christ, almost anything starring Johnny Depp. What are your favorites and why?
P.S. Will somebody please trade me for this little blue and white ceramic casserole dish? I'll take anything bigger and better. Please trade me. It's getting dusty.
Saturday, November 18, 2006
Friday, November 17, 2006
Bigger and Better
Bigger and Better
I almost got an offer for my casserole, but not quite yet. Surely someone out there NEEDS a cute little blue and white ceramic casserole dish. Thanksgiving is coming. Where will you put the green beans? You could be the person to make the first trade up that will eventually lead to Grammy having a dream house. It's almost like making history.
Speaking of history, I finished my first screen play today. Now I have to edit it down to 125 pages to make it fit into a two-hour movie.
Got a call from my three-year-old grandson: "Go car wash! Go car wash! Swish. Swish. Swish Swish. Go round and round. Swish. Swish. Round and round. Go car wash" -- He kept this up for about five minutes. He's really into the car wash thing right now. Last time his auntie babysat him we found him in the laundry room staring at the washing machine window. "No round and round," he said sadly. So I turned on the machine. "Those clothes are already clean," exclaimed my daughter. "Never mind," I said, "They can go again." He sat there for an hour and a half.
Hope the sun is shining where you are. It is here.
I almost got an offer for my casserole, but not quite yet. Surely someone out there NEEDS a cute little blue and white ceramic casserole dish. Thanksgiving is coming. Where will you put the green beans? You could be the person to make the first trade up that will eventually lead to Grammy having a dream house. It's almost like making history.
Speaking of history, I finished my first screen play today. Now I have to edit it down to 125 pages to make it fit into a two-hour movie.
Got a call from my three-year-old grandson: "Go car wash! Go car wash! Swish. Swish. Swish Swish. Go round and round. Swish. Swish. Round and round. Go car wash" -- He kept this up for about five minutes. He's really into the car wash thing right now. Last time his auntie babysat him we found him in the laundry room staring at the washing machine window. "No round and round," he said sadly. So I turned on the machine. "Those clothes are already clean," exclaimed my daughter. "Never mind," I said, "They can go again." He sat there for an hour and a half.
Hope the sun is shining where you are. It is here.
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Bigger and Better
Bigger and Better
I still have my little blue and white casserole dish to trade for anything bigger and better. Trade me, trade me, please!
Yesterday we had a tsunami warning from an earthquake that happened in Japan. The warning was lifted but the weather was wild. I walked into the coffee shop and heard loud crashing behind me outside. The windows were falling to the pavement from the floors above. Sirens were blaring. I sat down to wait out the storm. Luckily I had my Norton Anthology of Poetry with me.
"Ah! where must needy poet seek for aid,
When dust and rain at once his coat invade" -- Jonathan Swift
"How the poor sailors stand amazed and tremble,
While the hoarse thunder, like a bloody trumpet,
Roars a loud onset to the gaping waters.
Quick to devour them!" -- Isaac Watts
"Our God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast
And our eternal home." -- Isaac Watts
"the sky saddens with the gathered storm." -- James Thomson
Heavy rain pelted the coffee shop windows. The giant Douglas Fir across the street bent almost in half.
"Wild, wild the storm, and the seas high running,
Steady the roar of the gale, with incessant undertone muttering,
Shouts of demoniac laughter fitfully piercing and pealing,
Waves, air, midnight, their savagest trinity lashing,
Out in the shadows there milk-white combs careering,
On beachy slush and sand spirts
of snow fierce slanting,
Where through the murk the easterly death-wind breasting,
Through cutting swirl and spray watchful and firm advancing
(That in the distance! Is that a wreck? Is the red signal flaring?) . . ." -- from Patroling Barnegat by Walt Whitman
I still have my little blue and white casserole dish to trade for anything bigger and better. Trade me, trade me, please!
Yesterday we had a tsunami warning from an earthquake that happened in Japan. The warning was lifted but the weather was wild. I walked into the coffee shop and heard loud crashing behind me outside. The windows were falling to the pavement from the floors above. Sirens were blaring. I sat down to wait out the storm. Luckily I had my Norton Anthology of Poetry with me.
"Ah! where must needy poet seek for aid,
When dust and rain at once his coat invade" -- Jonathan Swift
"How the poor sailors stand amazed and tremble,
While the hoarse thunder, like a bloody trumpet,
Roars a loud onset to the gaping waters.
Quick to devour them!" -- Isaac Watts
"Our God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast
And our eternal home." -- Isaac Watts
"the sky saddens with the gathered storm." -- James Thomson
Heavy rain pelted the coffee shop windows. The giant Douglas Fir across the street bent almost in half.
"Wild, wild the storm, and the seas high running,
Steady the roar of the gale, with incessant undertone muttering,
Shouts of demoniac laughter fitfully piercing and pealing,
Waves, air, midnight, their savagest trinity lashing,
Out in the shadows there milk-white combs careering,
On beachy slush and sand spirts
of snow fierce slanting,
Where through the murk the easterly death-wind breasting,
Through cutting swirl and spray watchful and firm advancing
(That in the distance! Is that a wreck? Is the red signal flaring?) . . ." -- from Patroling Barnegat by Walt Whitman
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Grammy's BLOG: Bigger and Better
Grammy's BLOG: Bigger and Better
Still wanting to trade. Make me an offer!
Still wanting to trade. Make me an offer!
Grammy's BLOG: Welcome to Grammy's BLOG
Grammy's BLOG: Welcome to Grammy's BLOG
Wow! What a windy day! We had a tsunami warning in the morning and I work right on the edge of Puget Sound. The warning passes and I stayed till the afternoon. Stopped by a local restaurant to get a sandwich and their power was out. The wind had picked up big time. I went into a coffee shop on the corner and just after I entered, a huge pane of glass fell from an upper floor onto the sidewalk. Then another one fell! I was scared to go outside, so had a cup of coffee and watched the gale blowing cars from side to side, bending a huge fir tree, and saw the ambulances and fire trucks roaring around town. I'm home now. Hope the sheep, horses, goats, chickens, ducks, and peacocks are well.
Wow! What a windy day! We had a tsunami warning in the morning and I work right on the edge of Puget Sound. The warning passes and I stayed till the afternoon. Stopped by a local restaurant to get a sandwich and their power was out. The wind had picked up big time. I went into a coffee shop on the corner and just after I entered, a huge pane of glass fell from an upper floor onto the sidewalk. Then another one fell! I was scared to go outside, so had a cup of coffee and watched the gale blowing cars from side to side, bending a huge fir tree, and saw the ambulances and fire trucks roaring around town. I'm home now. Hope the sheep, horses, goats, chickens, ducks, and peacocks are well.
Monday, November 06, 2006
Grammy's BLOG
Grammy's BLOG
Heavy rains have overflowed the rivers here. My daughter's friend's sister has water coming into her house, so my daughter called me to watch the children while my daughter went to help. But the children wanted to go too, so off they went to watch the flood! You'd think it was a soccer game. When I got there, there were dozens of neighbors (men, women, children) and dozens of vehicles loaded with sand bags. Everyone was helping from the big strong men to the littlest child. It's election day and I'm thinking, THIS is what America is all about.
Heavy rains have overflowed the rivers here. My daughter's friend's sister has water coming into her house, so my daughter called me to watch the children while my daughter went to help. But the children wanted to go too, so off they went to watch the flood! You'd think it was a soccer game. When I got there, there were dozens of neighbors (men, women, children) and dozens of vehicles loaded with sand bags. Everyone was helping from the big strong men to the littlest child. It's election day and I'm thinking, THIS is what America is all about.
Bigger and Better
Bigger and Better
I'm trading this cobalt blue ceramic casserole dish for something bigger and better. What do you have to trade?
I'm trading this cobalt blue ceramic casserole dish for something bigger and better. What do you have to trade?
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Grammy's BLOG: Welcome to Grammy's BLOG
Grammy's BLOG: Welcome to Grammy's BLOG
Rainy Pacific Northwest nights, cold winds blowing, time to think of many things: Stanley Kunitz poetry, Tom C. Hunley poetry, reading great literature, making some colored pencil drawings, taste testing my dandelion wine, finishing these quilts, snuggling under a quilt, wishing there were someone snuggling under the quilt with me . . . oh, but I digress.
What I wanted to say is that I would love to hear from people with similar interests such as screenwriting, sheep, farming, gardening, knitting, quilting, alpacas, recipes, family fun for the holidays, or just . . . someone out there?
Rainy Pacific Northwest nights, cold winds blowing, time to think of many things: Stanley Kunitz poetry, Tom C. Hunley poetry, reading great literature, making some colored pencil drawings, taste testing my dandelion wine, finishing these quilts, snuggling under a quilt, wishing there were someone snuggling under the quilt with me . . . oh, but I digress.
What I wanted to say is that I would love to hear from people with similar interests such as screenwriting, sheep, farming, gardening, knitting, quilting, alpacas, recipes, family fun for the holidays, or just . . . someone out there?
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