Sunday, October 24, 2010

the phone rang...


the phone rang...
and it was good news!

I've been on a buying spree...

anyone who saw me shopping could tell I was on a mission
"mission possible"

there are a lot of tacky cat things lurking about in shops
I tried to be a savvy shopper
I only want the best for my new kitten
I hope that I have chosen wisely...

non skid bowls
kittens like to play
let's keep the food and water stable!


a perch
to look out the window
and see the hummingbirds as they drink at the feeder
a bobble
to bat about
and a carpet clad post to claw the way to the top!


a scratching pad
please use this instead of the leather loveseats...


a washable micro fiber bed


a feather on a string toy
add kitty litter, food, and love
we are so ready...

she will make her debut tomorrow...
not a coming out party or a debutante's ball
no spread in Country Life magazine

I will be picking her up from the vetrinarian's clinic
her story is heart wrenching...
she was found clinging to the body of her recently deceased mother's body
her brother too...
 3 weeks old in farmers field
her brother did not survive even with the expert care of the vets and technicians
she is a fighter and has captured the love and hearts of all who have bottle fed, nursed and cared for her...
they are sad to see her go
they shed tears
(I've seen them)
she has tugged on their heart strings
she may tug at yours
she's a charmer!

I promised that I will be emailing pictures to the crew regularly...
they have such devotion, love and efforts to save and tend for those whose futures look bleak

I would encourage you to donate to a local animal rescue organization
money, time, a gift for their fundraising drive...

I might not sleep much tonight....
I am like a nervous mom in labour...
tomorrow all will be changed
forever.

Pepper is the favourite name so far
thank you staircase witch

I'll need to have some time to see what kind of personality she has...
and will decide on her name...
Pepper does sound like a spunky, sure footed puss, with just the right amount of sass!

Happy days...
hugs all round!

smiling from here...:)

not so patiently waiting....for the phone to ring

Do you ever find that you are impatient?
My experience in motherhood and working with special needs children in schools has taught me patience.

I am feeling restless...excited, and I want the phone to ring.
and I don't want to hear the voice of a telemarketer on the other end.

I'll give you a hint...

if all goes according to plan
I'll need to find a name...

we are ready for another cat...


our beloved cat Stickley at 18 years +
taken on her last day here in the Bungalow
summer  2010

she was such a great cat
I miss her quirky habits
and there's no one running to greet me at the door when I get home
the house has felt "empty" too long

we have found a kitten
and completed the adoption papers
and are waiting to hear...

Here's a challenge...
what would you name a tortoiseshell tabby?

I'm all ears...
(and still waiting for the phone to ring....)


I hope it's good news...

Friday, October 22, 2010

T.G.I.F. and a few random snippets...

 I am so looking forward to some R and R this weekend...how about you?


I hope to sleep late, read, and go for some walks...the weather has been very mild and is so conducive for strolling.
The leaves are warm shades of seasonal autumnal colours and the air is cool and crisp.


A "much younger" co worker showed me this video
and it made me smile...maybe you'll like it too.


I follow Deja Pseu's blog and this morning she posted a how to tutorial on scarf tying...
watch it here

and one last snippet...

a hostess gift 
I received this from a friend who recently dined here in the Bungalow


 a felted bar of soap
so pretty
I am not ready to use this just yet

I wonder where creative minds get their ideas
I never would have thought of this!

What are your weekend plans?

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Anticipation and dreaming...

Did you ever go on a vacation that made you want to return....
again and again?


We do not travel far afield...
as boat owners we cruise on the water
our boat is our home, it is our waterfront accommodaton.
I cook, Mr. HB is the King of the BBQ...
we kayak, catch crabs, swim, read, play crib and adhere to a simple basic routine.


Once every few years we break loose and travel a bit farther...
Pasadena, Disneyland, Rancho Mirage, San Francisco...and some years we stay close...









Tony Bennett sang about this city...my parents had their honeymoon here...
I can hardly believe they had an entire blissful MONTH honeymooning this city.
That was back in the early1950's....
they stayed at the home of a friend and borrowed a sleek black Cadillac to see the sights.

I wish you could see the look on my mother's face when she tells me about their adventures...she misses my father so much...but when she shares these memories it's as if he's alive again....her eyes sparkle, and I think they are peppered with tears.

Stories of exclusive dinner clubs that they were able to dine at because they were guests of a member...
my mother still gets emotional when she tells me about The Mark Hopkins Hotel...



martinis and her LBD
I have seen the pictures and she is svelte and chic...and wearing a hat and gloves!

Fisherman's Wharf was a highlight...
(if you enlarge this image you'll see The Mayflower!)

pasta dinners at the Italian Club...
(which we could not find when we visited)

My father was very much alive when Mr. HB and I left for our SF experience...
we had my parents advice and that of Trip Advisor...
either of which has ever steered us wrong...
our fine accommodation and eaterys were based on posts by travellers who cared to share and whose comments aided in planning our itinerary.

I highly recommend researching your destination and all of the finer points...
We have benefited by others' experiences and have wasted no time on lesser venues.


We are in the planning stages of arranging a vacation in our favourite spot not too far from where we live...it's on a rugged expanse of coastline edging the Pacific Ocean...
it is RUSTIC!
It's been there since the 1940's and still going strong....
some newer cabins and a small dining room which serves wonderful meals.
The addition of private hot tubs on the decks of each cabin and plush white terry robes add a welcome perk ensuring relaxation and languidity.

The thunderous waves crashing on the beach sound on the incoming tide...we leave the curtains open, and sleep on the sumptuous mattress with the cozy down duvet floating and cocooning our slumber....
such sweet dreams!

This is living primitive...no phones, wireless, or TV...
a one room cabin with a kitchenette, bar fridge, fireplace, bathroom and shower with a hot tub on the deck...views to the south show us glimpses of Washington State and the Olympic penninsula...
we bring out binoculars, and expectations of greatness...
we explore the beaches at our leisure...and rarely see another guest about...
we smell the smoke from the fires burning and see the smoke from the chimneys.

The restaurant has windows for walls and binoculars sit atop each table...fresh salal and flowers in vases, not "arranged" their simple form naturally beautiful. Crisp white tablecloths, linen napkins, china and clear crystal goblets all shimmer in candlelight and set the tone...beyond the vast Pacific Ocean is all one can see for miles from  the treetops and rugged shore...one might see lights from the freighters as they navigate the shipping lanes...hugging the coast.
At dinner we rub elbows and exchange pleasantries with others in the small restaurant but other than that it is a quiet place...a place for solace, restoration and rejuvenation. The tables are small and encourage a closeness, the lights are dim and there is no music, there's a vibration of energy, eyes twinkle, wine glasses clink, food is savoured and spoons are passed between couples as they share tasty bites...soft conversation, gossamer whispers flutter...the wait staff are attentive, discreet and efficient. The courses are paced and staged...it is a feast for all senses....one almost anticipates....
(I have often thought of it as a honeymoon hideaway)

Today I received the confirmation of our dates for the Spring and inside was a new feature...a SPA service available....for couples in the comfort of your private cabin....hmm has me thinking that a massage for two might be in order...or maybe not...the stillness and closeness might be marred if the door is opened to a stranger.

As this spot has become so popular bookings need to be made months in advance...last year we could not go because it was fully booked by early December for the following 5 months...so this year I booked early...and now have a few months to plan...simple fare, write my list of what to bring...bees wax pillar candles...some nice wine, bath salts, Scrabble or a crib board...books, magazines...hey there's lots of time...but I am already excited!

Do you have a favourite spot...a stay-cation,  destination or exotic vacation?

Should you desire information on this secret spot please email me personally as I will not be advertising it...or my future stays here would certainly be jeopardized!

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

what I wore...


Pearls 
 India Hicks reed diffuser
both
creamy and dreamy



leggings, flats 


pearls and camel tunic top
by Soyaconcepts
Danish

this easy to wear pair 
have been getting lots of play
the paring down of my wardrobe has resulted in getting dressed faster
seeing exactly what I have 
the clothes are not scrunched too close so wrinkling is at a minimum
I've put them in colour groupings too
and dressy basics are in a separate area of my closet
It is very theraputic to go through ones clothing and edit


 I have been having lots of fun adding accessories
dressing should be fun and allow for a personal touch


2 tone gold and diamond pearl enhancer
a gift from my husband

I wore these to the weekend matinee performance of the Odd Couple the Female Version...
such a comedic feel good play
mother and I laughed often and loud
as did the rest of the audience

laughter is such good medicine
if you enjoy humour
and wit
please go and visit Blighty!
she's on holiday at the moment 
so read some of her former posts...
I always leave her blog smiling
and often laugh out loud 

Care to share any spectacular blogs?


Sunday, October 17, 2010

Ode to Joy...


Behold the very first cookbook
given to me by my husband on our first Christmas
we had been married 5 months at the time
it was around this time that my love of all things kitcheny and cookery was born


One of my favourite time honoured and tested recipes that never fails me


I successfully double this when we have extra guests


these are definitely a guilty pleasure
I pour a bit of gravy from the roast beef into mine

on the menu:

Roast Beef
roasty potatoes
carrots
zucchini
yellow peppers
and 
Yorkshire pudding
gravy
I serve Colman's hot mustard and Woodman's horseradish on the side

there will be no dessert as this is more than enough to satisfy our appetities!


look at this book
I could replace it but it would not have the same feeling
this book is 36 going on 37 years old
an oldie but a goodie

What is your favourite all time cookbook?


Saturday, October 16, 2010

MOA at UBC continued...

The Museum of Anthropology 
UBC campus

if you have not seen the previous post please consider reading it before proceeding here,
it is the introduction...


Vintage Cowichan wool sweater

Slight segway...
my father had one very much like this one
he wore it traipsing around the province when he was employed by the BC Forest Service
I "borrowed" it on many occasions in my youth.

I bought my first Cowichan sweater when I was 15
with my BFF 
my current one was purchased with my BFF 
a couple of years ago
the Cowichan knitter's name is Arlene
here is my sweater



The art of knitting these sweaters could be lost
I spoke with an elder at Hills when I bought my lovely daughter a sweater in September this year
and she told me the young women are not embracing knitting these today...
It would be such as shame to lose these designs and warm water resistant garments.


and now back to the MOA!


masks 
cases and cases 
of carvings


works representing all the major tribes from BC


I have a particular fondness for First Nations baskets
(if you go back into my early blog posts you can see the baskets)

I confess that I was overwhelmed by the variety and number here at the museum and after awhile stopped taking photographs
I was on sensory overload!


dolls


look at the patterns and motifs...


I have never seen a table such as this!


we walked through several rooms 
cases and drawers full


Meandering and weaving through rooms
and then an open space...


prepare yourself...
this carving was made out of one large tree trunk
skill and craft merge


from all angles it is brilliant


I walk around many times in awe...


look closely at the details


Read about Bill Reid here,


I hope that you can read the plaque


The Koerner's commissioned this piece for their garden!

The museum has many other displays
a collection of ceramics
Japanese, Chinese, and Inuvit art
travelling shows
films and photographs.

We focused exclusively on the First Nations collection
and were not disappointed
and were most impressed.

We spent a rainy Sunday afternoon perusing this museum
which has a
 tea room, gift shop and grounds with totems, outbuildings 
and paths with reflecting pools 

I encourage you to visit if you ever find yourself in Vancouver, BC
this place is a treasure
bring your camera
it is a photograph friendly place.

I'll leave you with this lasting image
of 
admission stickers
not recycled
in the suggested container inside the museum!


urban art 
at the
crosswalk to the car park...

and as a post script
P.S.

I worked at UBC...not far from the MOA
at the Computing Centre
Computer Sciences Building
mid 70's 
(a beautiful campus located slightly south and west of the city)

 the IBM mainframe computers took up several rooms
the technologists
sat at a desk with a space age looking dashboard of dials and lights
they would manually feed the tapes onto the disk drives
we had card readers
(which jammed on a regular basis)
and dial up was the handset of a telephone resting in a connection box!

How far we have come from coastal villages of indigenous peoples
to 
communicating via the internet
and blogging on laptops...