Thursday, February 13, 2014

The Ice Man & the Ice Woman cometh

It's Valentine's day eve as I write this and thanks to the Walsh-Harding clan I have a card that displays the sentiment. Its' arrival also succeeded in making me feel guilty over not having sent a single card myself. That would mean getting stamps, cards, choosing different ones for each person blah, blah, blah, I can't even begin to think about going to the post office. So to make things clear here and much easier on myself I'd like to say that I love everyone beginning with the Ice Man,  my handsome sons Brendan & Patrick, and all my friends etc. Oh but wait, more reasons for sweat drenching guilt. For weeks my morning fitness center crowd has been vociferously expressing all the amazing things they are doing for their loved ones in honor of Valentines Day. Painting the laundry room, spa gift certificates, and love coupon books! OMG.



I shamefully offered up my own plan to make ice cream for the Ice Man. I have all the ingredients, found all the parts to the ice cream maker and later today, or tomorrow at the latest, I am going to make Sprouted Kitchen's peppermint ice cream. Honestly though wouldn't I be showing my love more by not making the ice cream?



Backtracking, one of my followers, Helen Clare, wanted more info on the Made in Mathews tour. We chose three studios and had a great time. It's as much  fun to see the home studios as it is to check out the artists' creations. Kimberly loved the sheep and the one sad crazy llama or alpaca (I can't tell farm animals apart) at Bentwaters Farm.



We have had a busy couple of weeks doing all the things retired people do, like getting dental implants and MRIs.  We also attended a celebration of Garrett's 100 year tenure. The highlight was their longest standing customer, she herself being 100 yrs old, receiving an award.

Memorabilia lined the walls, my little shot of the MWF bike club is tucked away 3rd photo from left.

This Mighty tree once stood guard @ Garrets.




Steve and the jubilant centenarian.

I steered clear of this table! 

Pete and Margaret standing at the head of the table. I like the 24 hour psycho sweatshirt too.
The sweetest doe eyed attendant and also the youngest.
We each ventured out onto the ice. I was present and screaming at the top of my lungs during both events.

Richardson's Mill Pond
My icy misadventure occurred this morning when I drove my 3,000 pound car (car lbs & mine) out of the garage and down the steepest iciest driveway of all time. It was the combo luge snowboard ice dancing event.  I completed and landed successfully a fishtail Salchow triple axel, triple lutz. No medal.  Kinda like the time I did a 360 at Glen Head golf course on a sled, only this time my tailbone is still in one piece.

I forewarned the fitness center crew that this may be the last time they see me; once the Primate sees the tire tracks on the driveway all bets were off. Just as Mike was reliving his 17.05 5K and Bridgit was sheepishly offering up her 20.05 5K first place who comes bounding into the gym? Yikes, Primate. But I live to tell the tale and he even thought I was kind of nervy to have done it!

Forward we will continue to enjoy winter sunsets, comfort food, the magical transformative works of our painters Jennifer and Kevin, and the Sochi Olympics. We continue to be ever grateful.

#127 Gingered Sweet Potato Soup



Painters parlay a pizza van and parked next to Primate's red bike. 

In closing, Carlabella curlilocks, my other sole follower,  got the answer to last week's puzzler correct. It was John Lennon.

And the Tuesday gratitude themed hot yoga class included this quote from Melody Beattie:

Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life.
It turns what we have into enough, and more.
It turns denial into acceptance, chaos into order,
confusion into clarity . . .
It turns problems into gifts, failures into success,
the unexpected into perfect timing,
mistakes into important events.
Gratitude makes sense of our past,
brings peace for today,
and creates a vision for tomorrow.”
Melody Beattie



Friday, February 7, 2014

Farewell Kimberly and a New Workout

I have been pretty committed to weight training and/or elliptical-ling everyday. Yoga is fun, keeps the joints lubricated, clears the head, and feeds the soul but to keep the cholesterol from clogging up the veins a little cardio is needed. Not to mention that working out also helps improve my yoga practice...which may be my real motivator. Handstands please!

With all that in mind I took a class at B-defined with Bridgit Kin-Charlton. She is a fabulous teacher and very inspiring.....geez that girl never quits. Burpees, I thought had something to do with spring planting, not so!  Gliders were something to sit on while drinking pink lemonade on a hot summer day....not in this century! Single arm dumbbell row, dumbell rows whilst balancing in warrior 3, the JackKnife, and agility ladder squats were all new to me, except for those warrior 3 things but you would never know it from my form. The first exercise with the agility ladder was my least favorite on the circuit and oddly enough the second set, some kind of lateral movement with a squat, was my favorite exercise of the night. Bridgit offered modifications which I used liberally and before I return I am going to work at home on those burpees. Next time I'll have a little coordination and be less of a wimp.  The Primate hinted to me later that I may want to commit to the Bridgit plan and not be seen carrying a noodle down Mill Pond to the pool. Anywho, my thanks to Elizabeth for being my guiding light during class and Bernie for making me laugh. We all enjoyed delicious strawberry shakes before heading home.

Beautiful Bridgit wearing white is front and center. Her son
Bryce hams it up. As I look at all the fabulous pink and blue and turquoise sneakers I think I may need a trip to DSW. 

A farewell lunch #126, for Kimberly at ArtCafe26 was bittersweet.
Regardless, Glynis, Kimberly, and I still managed to enjoy ourselves. We got a few more lessons on incentivizing  and practiced the art of hands on hips and one bent knee for photo ops. Glynis and Kim probably never want to hear another word about Tiiiiiiina and Diary of a Mad Housewife again. Lenny stopped in for coffee and to join us in wishing Kimberly all the best!



Sibilla's lunch menu, food, ambiance, and art, were all wonderful, as usual. Kim, good luck back home, we'll miss you, and remember our story is not finished!

Monday, February 3, 2014

Incentivizing & Make a left at Greenland

Until recently I have been enjoying the warmest winter of my life.
But the Arctic Vortex has rudely reached this peninsula, and now like so many others I am counting the days to spring. I am grateful to have something to look forward to...

The art of gratefulness has been the thread holding the Tuesday 9:30 hot yoga class together since Thanksgiving. A little core work to free up the body and a little gratefulness practice to free up the mind balances out the class. I hope the yogis like it.
A reading of Jeanie Manchester's poem was a favorite.

     I am grateful for my limits
that teach me patience and pace
I am grateful for challenge, defeat, and loss
They teach me hope is not a light at the end of the dark tunnel

It’s the ember burning within me that I forgot to fan

I am grateful to my teachers

for introducing me to myself

I am grateful for my past

that has delivered me to my present

I am grateful for all I have found and all I have lost

Both remind me I can live with and without

I am grateful for silence and for laughter

And for my ears that can hear both

I am grateful to my heart

that beats and breaks and heals

I am grateful for the fullness of my life

For the brief, heartbreaking, heartwarming fullness of life.
From Thanksgiving to Superbowl there is a lot to update...my lack of blogging was a disappointment to the primate and as I attempt to bring everything current I see how much I have to be grateful for. 

#116. Kale is King

#117 I had a hankering for meatloaf: A compromise: string beans, shrimp, and mashed potatoes.

#118. Nawab with Glynis and Sherry
Thanksgiving Eve prep.

Grammercy Tavern's ginger bread

#119. Healthy warm up to tomorrow's feast

Caramel for something?


All hands on deck.


Pat is man enough to set a beautiful table.


She knows how to incentivize.




#120. Feast 


Made in Mathews




Made in Mathews tour coincided with the first day of open shotgun deer hunting. Kimberly and I weaved in and out of too many guns and so did the boys on their bike ride. 



Christmas Eve. No pics of dinner! For #121 replace the Harvest decor in #120 with Pointsetta and add Terry, John, Soquel, and Bill.
But I did get a picture of the butternut squash prep and the happy dance pumpkin cheesecake.








Christmas in the garage while avoiding getting hit by a propeller.

There was more merriment in CW too.

This was briefly Terry's choice of house colors.

CW Wreath
Jae Sinnett concert

and even a moving day.
Church Hill restaurant, yes I see a resemblance. 

#122 @ Church Hill
We toured Monument Ave. while waiting to put Pat on the bus from hell at midnight.

#123. It's January, Lentil Soup


#124. Comfort


#125. Made it twice it was so good, but I can't remember where or what. I'll keep looking so that I can make it again.

Super Bowl was trumped by a marathon of Say Yes to the Dress.
A revived workout schedule is in progress. There is cadence in the gym too. Ashley Borden The shoulder is under advisement...more data is needed, but the Primate is biking all over the Virginia  countryside. Pat is spinning and Bren is about to have some fun teaching at Bouley Botanical. Incentivizing, a process taught to me by Kimberly, was employed by me to facilitate a small change in the Primate's behavior. The outcome was miraculous.

"Make a Left at Greenland" in the title is a puzzle. It is an answer to a question. I'd like to know if anyone knows what the question was and the name of the person who answered it.