Showing posts with label Playmakers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Playmakers. Show all posts

Monday, December 20, 2010

Do I sound frazzled?

 Who isn’t these days?


Have coffee mug in hand ready to leave in 16 minutes, taking DH to the dealership to get his SUV ‘updated.’ Not a re-call but something has to be updated (diff?). For this I am putting on heavy clothes, coats, scarves, gloves and earmuffs – at 28 degrees at 7:30 am, to follow him and return home. It must be love!

Christmas for us is basically over. One more lunch this Thursday and then REST! The big item this year was getting step-son David’s “Calendar” quilt done, as in finished, labeled, hemmed and in the box. It arrived at his Oregon home one day before his 47th birthday to be opened at his party on Saturday evening. His brothers have not sent any messages about his response but I await the news.

Leaving for the post office NOW! Sending the LAST few Holiday Letters from the Fuchs” and will home after the stop-drop – stop, pick up and back home.

DONE! Did I say 28 degrees? Make that 26 degrees, brrr!!

The last of the holiday mail is out and DH is in the garage waiting for a load of mulch to be delivered at or about 8:30 am. Love these days, we’re not going anywhere (no car), and all is peaceful UNTIL the dealership calls to say the car is ready for pickup. Then after the drop-off every one scatters.

Yesterday was our matinee for the UNC Playmakers performance of Shipwrecked. It was a riot and I give it a four-thumbs-up. Thinking about the nearly 12 years we have been subscribing to Playmakers we feel it only gets better and better. What’s it about you ask? Hard to say – it is not so much about the story (which is totally predictable) but the method. The protruding stage allows for the main acting out front with partial views of the prop-sound-effects-extras working behind the scene. The whole production is about the timing of sound, moving props, switching scenes (one set-different locales), much action and totally imaginary. It was a riot! Think Barnum & Baily Circus meets Indiana Jones as told by Entertainment Tonight! And so much better than their usual productions of A Christmas Carol, the Little Prince or some other fairy tale which has been done to death.

The neighbor-gifts are out. Early each season we receive peanuts from a NC farm source, the gift of Neighbor 1. That is soon followed by a tin of assorted sugar cookies and drop cookies from Neighbor 2. Yum! Our contribution to this exchange is, or has been assorted, seasoned nuts. Or it was until this year. In the fall of each year I begin making sheet-pans full of toasted, spiced or sticky nuts and baking until thoroughly dry. Saving pickle jars and making labels is another task I will not delve into here. But this year I fell behind in the nut-prep and just when I got organized and purchased about $40 worth of nuts – when DH protested. Seems I have embarrassed him! Whoa!

For my daily dose of blog reading I find that nearly everyone has posted a recipe for something I would not consider making. Gooey rich brownies, banana bread with cream cheese, extra rich pecan chewies; apparently their husbands have not objected to giving un-healthy treats.

True the holidays are over produced and over rated and too much about excess but where did I go wrong? Since my nutrition-phase and fitness-zone extends nearly three years and counting he feels it is hypocritical of us to eschew sugars and fats but give them to our friends (?). Perhaps he was right; I had not considered that Christmas gifts were an excuse to kill off your friends with kindness. But still this hurt my ego and I felt all too damned and condemned. And I already had batches of spiced pecans in the ready.

So I gave up the extra nut-making, put the readied nuts in plastic containers (ugh!), packed in really nice gift bags (the $$ ones), and enclosed our holiday newsletter. Done! Sorry folks, your nut treats have been condemned this year and likely forever. As our newsletter announces the fact we are planning to move to the CCRC within two years, the nuts are [as they say] history. I still feel that we have short-changed our friends but part of the cleaning-out, downsizing and simplifying is also giving up expectations. Some of those traditional expectations are really hard to give up.

Dinner tonight will be out of my newly stocked freezer. Vegetables prepped for steaming or soups, mushroom gravy (totally vegetarian), extra meatballs and diced chicken plus basic peas, corn, etc.; I can do several suppers by just adding or switching ingredients. This supply is expected to last for most of the season as I have many house-related tasks to accomplish after January 1.

Next up: Thursday sister [Jan & Rich] are coming here for her birthday lunch. Now let’s see: what can I make for a birthday luncheon without loading on sugars and fat? You are right – a calorie-less birthday cake is just not possible. But then we need something healthy before dessert.

Life is hard. bb

Monday, December 17, 2007

TWENTY and counting....

The big finale to our twentieth-wedding anniversary celebration was the Triangle Swing Dance Society’s dance at the Armory in Durham. Hubby and I went early to catch the 7 pm lesson by Richard Badu, soon to be our teacher Wednesday nights at the Arts Center in Carrboro. Plus our being newly-joined members we were admitted to TADS’s Holiday Party free of charge. This was our chance to see Richard in action with a large group (36 count), and learn first hand something about his teaching style. Within twenty minutes Badu had the couples dancing the basic single time swing, doing an under-arm (he calls ‘arch’), turns and rotating, all the essentials of swing. More about swing in this area at NCSwing. After a promo demo by Badu and his partner Dana, the live band - Mickey & his Mighty Men - kicked in for the next two hours+ of swing music. Hubby was terrific, we launched into a fast fox trot on the first number and took half the floor, he was in command like never before.

While our anniversary was actually Thursday, that date was prempted by the investment club holiday party at Mary A.’s house. Terrific hostess, magnificent house and lots of news, but we saved Friday night for our intimate dinner at The Lantern. We’ve gone there for our anniversary for the last few years unlike the Edwards who get a cheeseburger at Wendy’s. We have never had a bad meal there and my dinner of "Miso glazed black cod with roasted fresh black mushrooms, local bok choy, sake butter and jasmine rice" could not have been better. Oolong Green tea completed the meal and while I admit looking at the dessert menu, we opted to forgo those choices and head home.

After a dance class with Badu on Wednesday, the gym-dance class with Claudia on Thursday, a weight workout on Friday morning, Aquacise with Noriko on Saturday, the TSDS dance Saturday night, and another weight workout Sunday morning, I’ve had it for the week. It is any wonder that I fell asleep during Playmakers on Sunday afternoon (?).

The play "The Little Prince," by Antoine de St. ExupĂ©ry, a French-writer and WWII flyer, is a children’s story I read in French class and was not expecting much. Good thing because hubby (who did stay awake) was underwhelmed. After a doze-y theater experience we headed home to an early dinner and long winter night’s sleep. Christmas is coming is just a few days....
bb