A couple days in dental hell

A couple days in dental hell has given me a new respect for all the little things in life that go well each day. A person takes so much for granted until it falls away or apart. I spent the last few days in many different types of unexpected deep pain from a crown coming off, tooth cracking, tooth repair not only breaking but breaking the tooth worse, root canal, infection and so many different types of drugs I am not sure which is for what. So this is what its like being bucked of a dental horse!!! Ouch!
Since today is technically my Friday I am grateful.
Have strawberry jam made (28 pounds of local berries) and ready to put in containers and freeze. Mmmmmm.
World War III with youngest daughter last night. To summarize, coming of age, frustrated by unsuccessful job search, my ongoing disapproval of her bf and his family's lifestyle....culminated in an awful verbal match between daughteris and I. I am sorry for it but resolved of some things all the while--as I know she is too. Growing up is hard.
Some progress on the lawsuit front. We will see today what is left after lawyer gets his percent plus bills incurred.
Must get ready for work....
TTFN

Gravity is where you find it

http://www.tri-cityherald.com/kennewick_pasco_richland/story/620894.html

Fathers day was a good day all around. Lots of food, visiting, family activity. But the highlight had to be the First Annual Father's Day Cup held at the above link, Gravity Hill.
Its a scenic location about 20 min out of our hometown. You put the car in neutral and the car goes up hill at a peak of about 11 mph. We cant and dont want to explain it, it just is. It's been an accepted local phenomenon for years. Now the paper next door in a larger town has shed some publicity on it.
That didnt thwart our enthusiasm for my hubby and his best friend's long standing bet to race the hill.
After several stops and starts we took daughter'slightweight Chevy, with step daughter and her two boys to the gorgeous setting about 8:30 last night. We carried with us a make do 2009 Gravity Hill Champ loving cup filled with Hershey chocolate bars and Reese's peanut butter cups. We tied some found pink rickrack on it for good measure. Stepdaughter took her American flag and stood at the top of the hill on the finish line. She was also doubling as a look out as our competitor in his Suburban was going to have to use the wrong lane to race us.
In the 18 seconds the race took, we didnt have a chance; our lightweight Chevy was ahead for the first two feet; we were sad and hopeless the entire 18 seconds.
Loser had to pay up at the DQ. 25 minutes and $34 later, it was the cause de celeb. It was hard to say what was sweeter--racing our friends on a gorgeous strip of wine and wheat country road and nearly dusk; or all the jokes around the table as we inhaled our winner-loser ice cream treats. There is a photo available of the team that beat us; hope I can get a copy to post it here.
Monday is waiting for me...I am lacking distinct enthusiasm!
TTFN

too tired to write

Boing

The better half and I, along with two other couples were sitting out on the deck late last night sipping and visiting. It was 77 degrees and summer perfection. Behind us is our yard, fence, alley, another fence and another family. It's either the uncompassionate local MD or the self-absorbed newspaper reporter who writes for the up the valley paper--but never mind--the enchanting part of the evening was the four kids over the second fence repeatedly bouncing high enough on their trampoline to see over their fence into our yard for a nanosecond at a time. Boing, "Hi!!" Boing, "Hellooo over there..." boing.. "What are you doing???? boing...
I yelled back "visiting with friends!" Boing, "Oh you aren't having a party?" boing.. "We hear your music!" (yes, best of Meatloaf was playing). "No this is just a visit!" "OK" boing.
"We are all friends too, " boing--"Actually we are cousins..." boing. "I live here," boing "And these two are from Spokane." boing. Number four says "I want to be from Spokane but I am actually just from Yakima." Boing.
"Yakima is fine," I yell back.
"Hey are we bothering you guys?" Boing. "Not at all," I say. Boing. "We actually really like kids," I finish.
"You do?" boing. "We will take that to heart," boing, boing, boing, "Yipee."

Did i really just make this 3 berry and cornmeal cobbler?

Is this really me? Cooking sheer fabulousness?
Will let you know how it tastes with french vanilla icecream!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Still reading tho not writing

Sunset over the Yakima River on June 11, 2009, taken with my Blackberry...it was gorgeous!

Half the book worm equation with some momentum is better than none, I have to give myself that. I am reading again every chance i get, tho hardly writing. Thanks to stars for this blog, a few friends who email me regularly and notes to daughter in the am to send love and set out the daily chores...without those, I would be muted.
Reading Frank McCourt's "Tis" again and really enjoying this go. He is gifted. I bought a few more books too, sitting at my elbow so as soon as i am done, I can grab another. The question is, how to keep the writing adrift?
Bought a lot of pieces of material this last week at the thrift stores and a 101 book on quilting. I have been trying to figure out a hobby since I seem to need one that winds me down and provides a way to be creative. We will see how this goes. Kids of mine: save some favorite old clothing items since I might be making you a quilt. As a girl I spent summers with my maternal grandma and quilting was one of things we used to do together: sit and cut material patterns and baste them together. We will see if I retained any of these skills learned making old style quilt blocks with Grandma Laura Pearl.
The shower and coffee calls. TTFN.

Writing feeds the soul

For a month we have been readying, celebrating and recouping--youngest walked for her hs diploma one week ago in 102 temps--30 degrees over the average for this time of the year--and tho broiling with no shade or time outs, we made it fine; our house spilled over with celebration, friends and family--food; got younger brother's oldest graduated yesterday; the house is partially remodeled, the garden is planted, the asparagus pickled and the garden is rolling. Here it is just the first of June and we are nearly all in order. A good lesson, to work like a maniac and get all the necessaries done so life can be leisurely and enjoyed all summer long. Still tired in some ways but enjoying in most ways. Actually read an excellent book Friday and Sat--Barbara Rogan, Rowing in Eden. Excited for the quiet and time to do so, so will go out and hunt for some more from the thrift stores.
Which brings me back to my recurring I need to write more theme.
More soon.

OK...one more....

One photo says it all!