Patt with Two T's

  Last night Judith came for dinner and mahjongg.   It was our first regularly-scheduled maj night since Larry died, so very poignant.   Our last date was supposed to be February 16, but he was in the hospital.  As I set up table and got out the set, I started feeling melancholy, and tried not to let my emotions overwhelm me.  I haven't written about losing our dear friend Larry because I feel it is private.  I did post his obituary so our former students would know.  I still do not want to use the blog to write about my feelings, but will say we miss him very much.  As a couple, they were our role models, and she continues to be a role model now.   Judith is a remarkable woman.   One thing we always enjoyed with our friends was hearing their stories of their 52+ years together which kept us laughing.  We have since added our own stories after traveling and spending much time together, and enjoy the memories we've created.  L...

 Excitement was mounting all week for the Maverick's Surf Competition which hadn't happened for 3 years.  They thought they'd have the swells last year, but then didn't call it, but one lone food truck arrived in hopes of catching early gawkers, and I caught up with it.  I was curious because we had just returned from Peru, and this truck specialized in Peruvian sandwiches...so I tried their lomo saltado.  After ordering, I noticed business cards showing their other restaurants, one of which is a local high-end favorite, La Costanera.    I brought it home since I was only 5 minutes away and enjoyed every bite of the delicious meat, coleslaw, and fries on their housemade bread.  An unusually-flavorful sandwich, which I then craved for the next year.  So while everyone else was excited about the surf contest, I was excited to learn the Sanguchon food truck would be back in Princeton!  I posted about it on Facebook and many friends asked ...

  AS I board, I wonder whom my seat-mate will be this time.  I am delayed at the gate due to a missing coupon I wasn’t issued, so the flight is already full.  My seat-mate is engrossed in his book, and doesn’t look up.  I don’t speak either.   Within minutes, he is asleep with his open book on his lap.  I sneak sideways glances, then openly stare and check him out.  He is perhaps a little older than I, nothing particularly inspiring in his looks.  No wedding ring.  Now I wonder about his reading material, but can’t see without leaning over into his space.  He snores quietly.   Because we’re traveling internationally, one could guess a language barrier since he doesn’t talk, but when asked chicken or lasagna, he speaks English as well as I.  At the sound of the food cart, he awakens again, but merely reads until the meal arrives.  I am also reading, but still curious.  We eat in silence, good at ignoring each o...

This is delicious--we started dreaming up new ideas for it, including using celery root, different cheeses, broccoli, etc.  The recipe was in the SF  Chronicle a couple of weeks ago.   And now, trying it for breakfast.

Back when I was young and frilly, I wrote down poems some thought were silly, But persist I did and to some degree, my friends learned more about the real me. Now we're heading to another year, so I've decided to put aside my fears  To write in rhyme when the feeling hits, and find pictures that might even fit. I'm glad to see this year end, with promises of one to commend; 2012 was just all right, though I reached some goals-- looking in hindsight. I did my art almost everyday--knit and weave and with beads did play; Two open studios this year for us, though chairing twice was too much fuss. New CoCA goals this year we'll set, and some new members I know we'll get More shows we'll do to strut our stuff till everyone feels they've sold enough. Some things came to an end this year, like my tenants left and my condo's clear.  That's not good news-- meant much to be done, I worked on it without much fun.  New f...

 I know I'm not the only one who dislikes the holidays, so don't give me any crap about my attitude.     What I hate is trying to get anywhere in December--all the roads are clogged with people who seem to only drive once a year and that's to the mall.  Speaking of the mall--the stores start trying to sell presents as soon as HALLOWEEN is over!  They don't even wait for Thanksgiving any longer.  And how about making their employees work all night so they're ready for the crowds at midnight?!   That's the holiday spirit.  And not everyone wants to hear Christmas carols on every radio station and in every store.  Enough already.  Stop presuming we're all Christians celebrating one holiday.  What I DO like are the decorated houses!  I think it reminds me of my childhood when we'd all climb into the car and travel around looking at them.  I saw a great one on Eaton in San Carlos last week.  I imagine their electric bil...

 After many months of work to get ready--both in creating, which I love, and organizing as coordinator, which I don't love so much--Open Studios as come and gone.  I opted to do OS at home this time and invited Connie Andrews to join me.  Connie does mixed media, which works well with what I do since we don't conflict, plus we like each other's work.   We set up the room downstairs and moved some furniture around to highlight my weaving on the large loom and allow for movement within and around what we make and do.    This is one of the blankets being warped onto the loom.   I don't use this one as often as the upstairs 4-harness loom, but have been making small blankets lately, so it's a better choice for wider weaves.   I used my new earring display Annette's son made--love how the earrings show on here:   The display is now at Savvy Skirts with 90 pairs on it, including the 18 pairs of clip-ons.  I wouldn't be heartbroke...