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Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Cultural Icon Ruth Siems Dies

Although truth be known, I was never a fan of Stovetop Stuffing. And it was rarely, if ever used, while I was growing up.

I prefer cornbread stuffings made with sausage and lots of homegrown sage. And I grew up on wild rice stuffing. The wild rice was always cooked with the giblets and neck, then blended with old breads, celery, onion, sage and that secret Mother Ingredient which she never revealed.

But turkey was never a given in our family. One Thanksgiving, the centerpiece for the meal was prairie chicken stuffed with hominy. Mmmm. That was a memorable meal.

The elk chili incident is probably best forgotten, although i suppose it was good --- for elk.

My sister's been put in charge of the cooking this year and will be making wild rice dressing. I consdered making a casserole of cornbread dressing, but decided hey --- she's the one who's volunteered and she's determined to make wild rice dressing, so I'll just let her. I'm not sure yet what my contribution will be, although I'm leaning toward cranberry orange relish --- it's so easy to make and so yummy. Just put the cranberries through the grinder, and chill with lots of fresh orange juice and sugar.

It's a shame Ms. Siems died before this year's national celebration of her life's accomplishment.

Tuesday, November 22, 2005


While my hands are recovering, I'm plotting on and beginning still more projects.

First, I'm repainting my entire place. That lovely sand color with a bit of rose in it that I was so certain was the right color, if I would just finish painting the place has turnd out to be pink. Really pink. It feels like a bordello in here. And it's got so much red in it that it's interrupting my REM sleep. So I've chosen a neutral Navajo white. Let's hope it works.

I haven't gotten my gutters yet, but that will happen in the spring. i've already hired someone. They'll also be helping me put up the back porch (finally).

And the plumber will be by to divert my laundry and bath water to a container in the backyard, for use in watering.

Then, of course, there's all my solar projects. Ah, the joys of no building codes! I'll begin by geting the computer completely solar powered. Next, I hope by next summer to run the air conditioner completely off solar. Once I've accomplised those two projects (although I may go with getting the refrigerator and DVD off solar, as well), I'll start trying to figure out hot water. I'm undecided whether to go solar or tankless.

And finally, of course, there are the gardens. I gave the trash dude some seeds last year from heirloom plants. He's so excited about them that he's giving me raspberry plants this year. !!! So in addition to a blueberry patch, I'll be getting a raspberry patch going. I'm also building new beds for elderberries (which never got planted this year), beans and gourds.

And trees. Always with the trees. A privacy screen or two will also go in, come spring --- I already have the trees and bushes for them, but haven't yet figured out the exact placement.

At least my thumbs have been cooperating in the planning. :=D

Sunday, November 20, 2005

Well, this is annoying

I've developed a kind of arthritis in both my hands which causes my thumbs to pop out of joint whenever they feel like it. It's from overuse and I suppose I should be grateful I don't have carpal tunnel syndrome, but this is absurd. If I try to pick up something heavy --- which I've always done with no real problems --- my thumb will pop out of joint. If I don't pay attention to what I'm doing with my hands, a thumb (or two) will pop out of joint. If I'm not careful how I sleep, my thumbs pop out of joint.

I posted several weeks ago that I'd injured my hand careening over one of my pups late one night when I tried to sneak into the kitchen for a snack. I assumed I'd pulled a tendon or whatever. But noooooo, it couldn't be that simple, could it? Instead, after nursing that hand for days and days, I realized I was having a hard time keeping that thumb in the joint --- and then the same thing started to happen on the other hand!

I can't tell you the bizarre scenarios which have come to mind in recent days. I suddenly became quite certain that somehow this was only the beginning, that within a matter of weeks, I wouldn't be able to keep anyting in the proper joint. I wouldn't be able to walk because everything would be merrily popping out of joint. I would have to join the circus or give up and live on the sofa watching Foghorn Leghorn cartoons. I'd have to apply for disability, citing my inability to keep anything in the joint.

However, looks like it's just the hands. Treatment? Splints (yea, right, like that's going to happen) and anti-inflammatories.

Well, it really could be worse. But still, this is the stupidest thing I ever heard of.