Equality ~ It Just Makes Sense

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The symbol stands for the support of equality ~ Lynnette Conroy from Rant, Rave, Write. She wrote a post about this — most worthy of reading.

In Support of Marriage Equality for Same-Sex Couples

Le Clown did too.Marriage Equality

Published in: on March 27, 2013 at 2:52 pm  Comments (14)  
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Blueberry Bliss

List of U.S. state foods

List of U.S. state foods (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I can attest to the fact that this recipe is absolutely outstanding–a friend served it at a dinner party she and her husband hosted last week. Barbequed Steak (even though it was cold as cold can be, Dave braved the outdoors for us), baked potatoes, asparagus and this dressing on a baby spinach salad with roasted walnuts, dried cranberries, blueberries and red onion:

BLUEBERRY SALAD DRESSING
1 cup of blueberries
2/3 cup olive oil
2 tbsp water
2 tbsp honey
1/2 tsp salt
Put all of the ingredients in a blender and mix until smooth. Refridgerate until serving time. This recipe accents a spinach salad well. Use up dressing within a week.
By the way, I brought garlic butter buns–that was my safe contribution. And we were served a chocolate cake celebrating the upcoming birthdays of my husband and I. Within a month of each other we are turning the big 3~0 x 2.
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But the big news of the night was that Debbie and Dave (our hosts) got married. They have been together for well over a quarter of a century and decided to take the plunge in a private ceremony. They broke the wonderful news to my husband and I, and our other good friends, Lee and Rhonda (who were married the same day a year later than we were) after they had celebrated our birthdays. Talk about humble hosts. I did not notice the flowers in the kitchen from their small but elegant wedding, nor the beautiful ring on her finger, (or Dave’s finger for that matter)–which makes me wonder: what kind of a reporter am I?

Anyway–it was a blissful night of food and friends.
Do you have some blissful moments shared with friends?
Published in: on March 16, 2013 at 12:32 pm  Comments (52)  
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You too?

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from Mama’s Midlife Crisis says she is:

“Just trying to make my way through a life that doesn’t seem like the one I originally signed up for.”

This may not sound too blissful, but how many of us are making our way through a life we did not expect? I had many dreams, expectations, and wishes. Some of them came true and some of them did not.

When I was younger I did not see myself married. I have now been married 31 years. Happily for 25 (not in a row–lol). Most important: happily now. (Explanation–seriously does this need an explanation–has anyone ever been happy during their whole marriage? My husband is my best friend, but he has had his moments.)

I thought I was going to have a butler. This has not happened yet. “Yet” is the word to pay attention to here.

I did not think I would have children. I have two boys (men really now). And I am happy beyond belief that I had children.

I thought I would be a writer. I am a writer. (I want to write “sort of”  here–but that would be denigrating my career path and I am not going to do that)

I have achieved some wisdom in that I have come to the conclusion that whoever said that money cannot buy happiness has not been without money.

I have had times that were too good to be believed. I have had times that were bad beyond belief. Who hasn’t? I have decided that I really liked the times that were too good to be believed. I am working on having more of those, and less of the other times.

Bliss is the realization that the life we thought we had signed up for is a myth we can turn into a reality. What do you think?

Published in: on February 10, 2013 at 5:09 pm  Leave a Comment  
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The Christmas Walnut

"Old Fashioned Christmas Tree"

“Old Fashioned Christmas Tree” (Photo credit: CARDS 4 NID Catherine.Clarke)

I remember it like it was yesterday. Every year at Christmas, from the time I was about nine years old, I dove into the depths of the carefully wrapped Christmas decorations to find the fragile walnut that said Christmas to me. Proudly, I would hang it on the tree near the top, front and centre.

Miniscule, the brass coloured shell holds great tradition. It was on every one of my childhood Christmas trees; it was on all the Christmas trees my mother put up when I left home; and today it is on my Christmas tree. It is the one thing I made sure I got from all of my parents’ Christmas treasures.

I was surprised and relieved when I found that none of my siblings had imbued this tiny prize that I so coveted with the same sentiments I had.

I wish that I could remember where the gilded walnut came from, but I like to think that before I made it on the scene, it was one of the first decorations my parents put on their first tree when they were married in 1944. Their first Christmas tree was cut down by my Grandpa Geauvreau specifically for my eighteen year old mom, who was pregnant with my oldest brother. My parents lived with my father’s parents when they were first married, and Grandpa made sure my mom had a Christmas tree.  Strangely it was not a tradition my grandparents followed—but grandpa knew it was important to his son’s barely out of childhood wife. My mother told the story fondly many, many times and it is a part of our family lore.

English: Walnuts

English: Walnuts (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I was crushed when a couple of years ago my beautiful but delicate walnut hit the floor. It broke, but luckily not into tiny pieces, and most of it is still intact. Now when I hang it front and centre near the top of the tree, I position it so the undamaged side faces out. The tradition has not been broken, just adjusted a little—something all traditions have to endure.

30 Years and Counting

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May Evening Perception with Buxtehude (366/142 May 21, 2012) (Photo credit: ConnectIrmeli)

I do not usually write off the cuff this way–but today I had to update my “About LouAnn”. Before today I had stated that my husband John and I had been married almost 30 years. As of today, May 21, 2012, we have officially been married 30 years. I cannot believe it–we have had ups, downs, and all arounds, but we are still here. Our secret? Not sure – except that we can talk to each other and we enjoy each other’s company (most of the time–as anyone who has been married for a minute knows–there are those other times,….)

Our wedding was small. My mom made my dress, which I still have tucked away–and no, I cannot get into it (although I have lost five pounds in the last little while–I would need to lose a few more–as I weighed about 120 when I was married–I do not weigh 120 now).

We were married in the small country church that I grew up in, with my sister as my maid– I guess matron of honour since she was married. The most important people were there — my family, and some friends. The reception was at my parents’ house, and I still  remember walking into the house after we had dinner in the banquet room of  a local restaurant, and finding all the candles in the house lit–it was so pretty. I remember a few things from the day–but whenever the focus is on me I tend to get overwhelmed–and if ever there is a day to get overwhelmed–I guess it is your wedding day.

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