Tagged for a Meme ~

 I was tagged for a meme by Dee.

What is his name?: Dear

How long have we been married?: 33 years 3 months

How long did we date?: 2 years

How old is he?: Not quite old enough to order off of some senior menus…

Who eats more?: He does but I gain more 🙂

Who said I love you first?: He did

Who is taller?: He is

Who sings better?: He does but I can sing along well.

Who is smarter?: He is more book smart. I am more street smart.

Who’s temper is worse?: Mine

Who pays the bills?: I do (well he earns the money and I spend it all)

Who does laundry?: I do mostly but he does it too.

Who cooks dinner?: I generally cook but he’s a great cook and we’ll call on him for his Swedish pancakes regularly and his wonderful Tomatoe Rice Soup. He also handles the barbecue!

Who drives when we are together?: He does

Who is more stubborn?: hmm, I think this is a toss up.

Who is the first to admit when they are wrong?: Me

Who’s parents do you see more?: Both of Dear’s parents are deceased. His mother lived with us for 9 years before she died in 1997. Both of my parents are still alive and they live about an hour and a half away from us in California. We see them as often as we can.

Who has more friends?: We both have good friends but I probably socialize more.

Who wears the pants in the family?: Dear is the best head to depend on but we both have areas of responsibility that might not be conventional.

Who eats more sweets?: Probably me.

Who mows the lawn?: In California in the Condo the gardening service. In Washington at our home generally I do but he weed-wacks. While we are both in California our son does (sort of, occassionally) 🙂

Who sleeps on the right side of the bed?: My right hand is closest to my bed table. His left hand is closest to his bed table. When we’re lying on our backs.

Who asked who out first?: Dear did.

Who kissed who first?: I’m going to say Dear but I probably leaned in 🙂

What’s my favorite thing about him?: His integrity, faithfulness, intelligence and wit.

If you decide to play along let me know…

The Wind in the Willows ~ Grahame

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I read this the first night in Washington from California and in a way it spoke to my situation in life right now…

From the Wind in the Willows ~ by Kenneth Grahame

“The weary Mole also was glad to turn in without delay, and soon had his head on his pillow, in great joy and contentment. But ere he closed his eyes he let them wander round his old room, mellow in the glow of the firelight that played or rested on familiar and friendly things which had long been unconsciously a part of him, and now smilingly received him back, without rancour. He was now in just the frame of mind that the tactful Rat had quietly worked to bring about in him. He saw clearly how plain and simple – how narrow, even – it all was; but clearly, too, how much it all meant to him, and the special value of some such anchorage in one’s existence. He did not at all want to abandon the new life and its splendid spaces, to turn back on sun and air and all they offered him and creep home and stay there; the upper world was all too strong, it called to him still, even down there, and he knew he must return to the larger stage. But it was good to think he had this to come back to, this place which was all his own, these things which were so glad to see him again and could always be counted upon for the same simple welcome.”

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Photo Hunters ~ High

 

Mt. Rainier in the state of Washington is 14, 411 ft. high.

  • The base of the volcano occupies more than 100 square miles. 
  • It is the 5th highest mountain in the lower 48 states (only 83 feet lower than California’s Whitney!). 
  • It’s massive ice flows and violent winds are so similar to the biggest mountains that it is considered a training ground for McKinley and Everest itself. 
  • Avalanches from the mountain have been known to travel 60 miles
  • For more photo hunters click here.

Litera Tea ~ Anne of Green Gables

I just recently read Anne of Green Gables for the first time. I had seen and enjoyed the movies. This is a great quote from the book during a conversation with Anne and Marilla as Anne anticipates going to tea at the manse (a clergyman’s residence).

“But all things have an end, even nights before the day on which you are invited to take tea at the manse. The morning, in spite of Matthew’s predictions, was fine and Anne’s spirits soared to their highest.

“Oh, Marilla, there is something in me today that makes me just love everybody I see, ” she exclaimed as she washed the breakfast dishes. “You don’t know how good I feel! Wouldn’t it be nice if it could last? I believe I could be a model child if I were just invited out to tea everyday. But oh, Marilla, it’s a solemn occasion, too. I feel so anxious. What if I shouldn’t behave properly? You know I never had tea at a manse before, and I’m not sure that I know all the rules of etiquette, although I’ve been studying the rules given in the Etiquette Department of the Family Herald ever since I came here. I’m so afraid I’ll do something silly or forget to do something I should do. Would it be good manners to take a second helping of anything if you wanted to very much?”

“The trouble with you, Anne, is that you’re thinking too much about yourself. You should just think of Mrs. Allan and what would be nicest and most agreeable for her.” said Marilla, hitting for once in her life on a very sound and pithy piece of advice. Anne instantly realized this.

“You are right, Marilla. I’ll try not to think about myself at all.”

Enjoy a little tea in my library in celebration of Litera-tea!
My first Litera post about Russian Tea is here.

For more Litera-Tea click over to Gracious Hospitality.

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WFW ~ Hebrews 10: 19-23

 

“Therefore, brothers, since we have confidence to enter the Most Holy Place by the blood of Jesus by a new and living way opened for us through the curtain, that is his body, and since we have a great priest over the house of God, let us draw near to God with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled to cleanse us from a guilty conscience and having our bodies washed with pure water. Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful.”

For more Word Filled Wednesday click here.

ABC Wednesday ~ J is for…

Blogspot bloggers!! Please do all of us bloggers a favor and add the “Choose an Identity that lets you put in your name and url without a google account” feature to your comment page. It makes life easier for those of us who aren’t blogspot bloggers. Please, pretty please, with sugar on top!
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J is for

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Our Son Josh who has brought lots of Joy to our lives! Click here to see him suspended in the air in China!

 

Johnson Bros. Dishes that I love to collect here and there if I find them at a bargain price.

And for your dining pleasure a lovely Applesauce Rasberry Jello Salad that is perfect for Spring and Summer and you can click here for the recipe.

For more ABC Wednesday Posts travel over to Mrs. Nesbitt’s.

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Tea Week Two ~ Litera Tea

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 Samovar

During the 19th century, samovars gained increasing popularity in major cities, such as St. Petersburg and Moscow, and became inseparably bound to the Russian way of life.

Classics of Russian literature, like Pushkin, Gogol and Chekhov, regularly mention samovars in their works. Chekhov even coined an idiom: “to take one’s own samovar to Tula”. This phrase is still understood and occasionally used by Russians, with a meaning similar to the English “to carry coals to Newcastle”.

“To carry Coals to Newcastle, that is to do what was done before; or to busy one’s self in a needless imployment.”

 Railroad companies in Russia recognized the practicality and popularity of samovars, and fitted long-distance sleeping cars with them. Luxurious cars of the Trans-Siberian railroad were first to adopt this custom. Gradually, the samovar in a railroad car was replaced by the boiler of potable water, known as титан (titan) in the Soviet Union

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopaedia:
A samovar (Russian: самовар, literally “self-brewer”) is a heated metal container traditionally used to brew tea in and around Russia, as well as in other Slavic nations, Iran and Turkey.

A traditional samovar consists of a large metal container with a faucet near the bottom and a metal pipe running vertically through the middle. The pipe is filled with solid fuel to heat the water in the surrounding container. A small smokestack is put on the top to ensure draft. After the fire is off a teapot could be placed on top to be kept heated with the passing hot air. The teapot is used to brew the заварка (zavarka), a strong concentrate of tea. The tea is served by diluting this concentrate with кипяток (kipyatok = boiled water) from the main container, obtaining a lighter or darker brew function of drinkers’ tastes.

“To have a sit by samovar” means to have a leisurely talk while drinking tea from samovar, and it is a Russian expression reflecting the popular attitude towards its use.

In older times it was an economic continuous source of hot water. Various slow-burning items could be used for fuel, such as charcoal or dry pinecones. When necessary, the fire in the samovar pipe was quickly rekindled with the help of bellows manufactured specifically for this use.

In modern times, the samovar is mostly associated with Russian exotica and nostalgia.  During the Olympic games of 1980, an incredible amount of samovars were sold to visitors from abroad, thus affecting the samovar: it gained international recognition and became a symbol of Russia.

I don’t ever remember using tea-cups in our Russian gatherings for tea. Typically a glass was used served with a bowl under it. Many of the children and older folk would pour their tea into the bowl and drink it out of the bowl. There were fancier glass holders called podstakahnyik that I’ve posted a couple of pictures of here. Literally translated it means under the glass. Any Russians out there can correct me if I got that wrong. Russia has two national drinks, tea (chai) and vodka.

Tea is “Chai” in russian, (not the now popular Chai drink you find at Starbuck’s). Chai is just plain old steeped tea with boiled water added to your desired strength.  In our Russian culture it is an important part of a meal. We usually have it at the end of a meal. Many times we’ll have it in the middle of the day too. It’s has been associated with rest, comfort and refreshment. It’s just common for us to say at the end of the meal, “Chai?”  or “Who wants Chai?”

When I have my “russian” crowd over these are what I serve chai in. I have 12 of them and they are perfect to see the strength you want your tea to be. Some add lemon, some add cream, some have it black. I’ll have to share in a later post the varenya that my mom and other russian ladies make to add to tea. It’s a fruit based syrupy liquid to sweeten and flavor your tea instead of sugar.

For more Litera Tea posts click over to Gracious Hospitality.

Fun Monday ~

 Swampy is hosting Fun Monday and this is a short version of her assignment for us.

Choose a topic/theme and make an alphabetical list of words, phrases, photos…however you want to share your topic/theme.

For Spring I assembled this flower collage with an ode to it below using the letters of the alphabet in consecutive order. Not Shakespeare by any means just my zaney attempt at being clever. Enjoy…

 

A beautiful collage delights. Every fragrance gentle, heavy, intense,  journeys kindly lingering midst new odes poetically quipped resting still tantalized under vines with Xanadu yearnings zealous and zaney!

And because yesterday was Easter here are some ABC words I associate with it…

Angel ~ Blessed ~ Christ ~ Delivered ~ Empty tomb ~ Freed ~ Grace ~ Hope ~ Infinate ~ Joy ~ King ~ Lord ~ Mercy ~ Nails ~ Omnipotent ~ Praise ~ Quench ~ Resurrected ~ Savior ~ Throne ~ Unblemished ~ Victorious ~ Wounded ~ eXalted ~ Yield ~ Zion

For more fun Monday click over to Swampy’s.

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Eggs and Kulich

Our Easter preparations are on their way.

Katie colors the eggs each year.

 

I decorate the show piece of our food celebration, the Kulich (Russian Easter Bread). I did say decorate. I didn’t say I baked it. That is still on my list to do before I die.

 

We will celebrate all day tomorrow with friends, family, food, hallelujahs and hosannas to our Resurrected King.

Blessings on all your preparations and celebrations…

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