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Gender: Female
Home country: US
Current location: retired to MidWest
Member since: Mon Feb 18, 2013, 10:15 PM
Number of posts: 6,151

About Me

Still an ardent Irish-American Catholic damnYankee Yellow Dog Democrat socialist after all these years. (cue Simon music) Army brat and wife for many years, now have been on the loose far longer than I was married. After my two red chows died, I took in a mini-beagle cross that I named Molly Maguire, thinking she might need a good Irish name like my original real one. Later she got a baby sister, a smooth-coat JRT I named Brigid after the greatest of the ancient Celtic goddesses. My great-grandfather and his son fought for Michael Collins and barely made it out of Ireland one step ahead of John Bull. They slipped over to Wales for new identities and then forward to the States for a fresh start. That makes me second generation of illegal but certainly justified immigrants. There are precious few people to whose defense I fly immediately, but the list includes Hillary Clinton, President Barack Obama even when I disagree with him - it happens! - and living Irish patriots Gerry Adams and Martin \\\'Mind Your Kneecaps\\\' McGuiness. I pray earnestly for a united and free Ireland rescued from all official British occupation, with every square inch of alleged \\\'ancestral lands\\\' now held immorally and illegally by the invaders returned to the rightful owners. Irish-only rule for Ireland. No foreign masters anymore! I find it passing strange when Brits chide ME about \'interfering\' in Irish politics!

Journal Archives

Yes, Secretariat was still accelerating over the finish line.

His true potential speed was never tapped. I literally cheered and cried for joy at the beauty of his run. Having run casual races on my own horses - once had an Egyptian Arabian mare who couldn't be beat - I know the feeling pretty well, and it's like nothing else on earth. My Sunshine was only 13 hands, one inch above pony size. To illustrate, I was 5'1 at the time and I could rest my chin on her withers. Of course Secretariat could've beat any horse in history at 2-3 miles, but the simple truth is she could've run even him into the ground at anything over 3 miles. I'd stake my life on it, which in effect I did more than once because she was one weird horse. Once I decided to just let her go and see how long she'd run AFTER dropping (when they settle down into their lowest position/fastest speed). After 4 miles I gave in and pulled her up because I was afraid of her injuring herself. But there was no other horse around; she just loved to run.

Minor comment on a couple small matters

Almost too trivial to bother with. But - I read an excellent idea recently for using shower curtain rings on clothes hangers for neck scarves.

And... wait for it! ... a neighbor lady who's a sister thrifter asked me if I had any use for the lid from her old round trash can. It took me awhile to think of something, but then I realized I was looking at a winter cap for one of my outdoor plant pots that are too big and heavy to drag indoors during the snow&freeze season. A brick or two on top to hold it down, and it will work just fine.

But... but....

Didn't some GOP asshat candidate say last week or so that he favored revoking female suffrage? Really! I was awake and not under the (undue) influence of coffee at the time. I know what I saw!

LefTeas. What an appropriate term. Scratch the surface and you can't tell them from Bubba.

Well, to be fair you really don't have to go to that much trouble. It's there staring us in the face.

However, I believe I will add the term LefTeas to my collection, since I'm fond of descriptive language. It might even beat out my two other recent favorites, 'dirt nap' (one's expiration date) and 'Beckstabbed'.

'Libertarian' is such an oxymoron too, it almost defies description. That idiotic notion is what drives a lot of 'LefTeas'. They're childish and ignorant to the core.

Hysterical. At a time when I needed a little laugh, this delivered in spades.

And now we have a new word to play with: Beckstabbed! Does it get any better?

As a 68-yr-old Irish-American lady, I might strike some as the epitome of Old Fogeydom.

Maybe in some ways I actually am. Yet for some inexplicable reason I usually get along far better with 'kids' and REALLY OLD people better than my age mates. Still love college towns because for some reason the students are so outgoing. Even at my age I can be walking down a crowded street and sooner or later somebody will high-five me. It's a little mystifying because I'm not wearing a Che shirt or anything. Maybe they're reacting to subliminal messages, because I just plain LIKE them.

Anyway, back to music: w/o doubt we've always had to search out the best. Remember that Pat Boone was an auditory atrocity straight out the gate! We have to be conscious of our own prejudices, too. For instance I once heard a couple songs I really loved when I didn't know they were by David Lee Roth and some heavy metal guy I personally detested. Kinda took me down a peg or two, and I benefited greatly from it.

That said, my personal tastes have always been wide ranging if picky in general. But here's what will strike many as real Old Fogeyism: the only NPR station I can pick up in this remote region where I retired has a music lineup that I thoroughly enjoy. Prairie Home Companion (lots of classics, folk, blues, etc.), Celtic Connection and later Thistle and Shamrock, and other programs devoted exclusively to old and new folk, rock, and blues. Happy Land for me. What I'm trying to say is that Old Fogeys don't have to be curmudgeons.

And when I recently heard St. Paul and the Broken Bones (classic r&b YOUNG band) for the first time, I felt as if I'd already died and gone to heaven. They're THAT great. All 20-somethings. So you cheat yourself if you shut your heart and ears to what the young have to offer. Maybe I AM an old fogey, but I've never been that stupid.

Endlessly fascinating, isn't it?

Want to know one thing that made me reject soda pop forever? Learning that poor farmers in developing countries use Pepsi and Coca Cola in place of pesticides. Just as effective, far less costly. Do I really want to drink that stuff???? I don't even want to subject my plants to it!

Your last sentence all too true.

It's like when the daughter of the Oklahoma's governor dresses up in Native American costume and calls those folks 'sheep'. Big stink about that recently.

I do enjoy clothing inspired by a certain respectful, historical ethnicity, but that also calls for a light touch. For instance I'll wear the occasional conservative dashiki or wraparound pants sometimes called 'fisherman' because they're lightweight and very comfortable. But it's a far cry from dressing in costume. In Los Angeles for many years I was involved with a wonderful man from Sri Lanka, and certain friends in that community gave me a few saris as a symbol of acceptance. I wore them at special gatherings but never as everyday wear or for commercial performance and not at all since the death of my beloved. They remain carefully packed away in a trunk to this day.

That said, I've heard some incredible white bluesmen and women, and equally stunning black opera singers. Maybe I'm not doing the best job explaining myself, but I trust you and others will follow the obvious sentiments and not misunderstand. Perhaps the best explanation rests on a recent event, when I discovered a young white r&b group called St. Paul and the Broken Bones. Didn't think I'd ever hear anything that glorious again, but they just blew me away. They're well on the road to taking the music world by storm. Extremely picky though I am about what I consider real music, I downright feel sorry for anyone who hasn't yet heard them.

Sincere kudos to you. I suppose the less grass the better, in certain ways. But!

I still want some, and it beats the heck out of weeds. I just don't want to be out too much in maintenance or make my carbon footprint any heavier than it has to be.

My own little 1/4 acre is heavily landscaped with an eye to food production and wildlife habitat. Neighborhood eyebrows have also been raised over my preference for letting creeping charlie run riot. I think it's absolutely beautiful and besides, after a thorough soaking, it pulls up easily from places it doesn't belong. One of my raised bed rose gardens has a groundcover of strawberries, too. Did you know that rose hips supply a lot of vitamin C and that you can make rose petal jelly? If everything's organic of course.

This is also about gardening, but on a frugal level.

The planet's not getting any cooler and I like a green if somewhat - bohemian? - lawn. So I've long wanted some Grassology seed because it's a drought resistant dwarf. You save on water and energy, plus $ if you reach the age when you have to start hiring out at least one major grunt job. But it's also a rather expensive luxury purchase for me.

Then a couple days ago the one swank store in town had it on sale, 3 lbs for $18! Still steep but far less than usual. Since I have 2 dogs, I can't very well just scatter and cover the seed like a lot of people would. But it occurred to me that I could sprout the seed in little plugs and plant those when they're well on their way. There were only enough peat pots to use far less than a pound of the seed, and I was out of potting soil anyway. So I'll start another batch as soon as these are hatched, then quit until early fall. Plenty left over to resume operations next Spring too. Since so many little starter pots are needed, I'll probably start making my own with newspapers from the library and the publisher of the regional weekly, both within easy walking distance.

My goal is not only to have a lawn capable of handling worsening climate (roots extend 4 times deeper than regular grass) but also to reduce summer mowing costs. Where I retired, nobody needs to water lawns yet. The day might be coming, though, and I'm willing to invest now to avoid spending more later.
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