Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Happy New Year

Generally, I would say that entering a blog post on New Years Eve would indicate a pathetic boring life.
But just today, I have been to Oslo, Munich, Chicago and Toronto. I don't feel boring in the least.

I am too tired to party, and my Viking husband is stranded in Frankfurt with our boys because his flight was cancelled, so I can't much celebrate with him. I am trying not to whine, but this is the anniversary of the night we were engaged, and it has always been special to me.......so I am whining.

Audrey, Virginia and I popped a bottle of champagne in an attempt to keep a stiff upper lip and cheer in the New Year, and then they hauled off to bed as they've been awake since 3am Norway time. We actually travelled for 24 hours with a very sick Maggie. And those big girls were just the most awesome travelling companions. It was a treat to fly with them.

We are so glad to be home. So glad we got to go to see the Norskis. They are an outstanding family, and I am proud to be one of them.

And I have some stuff to say about A Godly Man's Picture and Idols for Destruction, but I am without a brain tonight, and so it will wait.

Happy New Year to Everyone.
And Congratulations to Cokie and Adam, who are engaged. We are so happy for them, we hopped around and were just extra ridiculous with champagne and sleep deprivation.

Good Night

Thursday, December 18, 2008

We are off....Merry Christmas!

Above you can see our baggage at 4am today, and that's only two thirds of what's going.
Daniel was hoping to take scuba gear and some board games along.
We might as well.....

So you can see that getting us ready to go anywhere is like mobilizing an army.

I woke up Tuesday morning from a dream of something that looked and felt like Alexander the Great with his 35,000 men crossing the Hellespont, complete with lots of grumbling (in my dream) about having to face an army of 4,000 elephants.

I think in reality, Alexander's adversarial army of elephants was way beyond the Hellespont, wherever the Hydapses River runs.

For a quick dream interpretation, the Hellespont probably represents Pierson Airport, and the army of 4,000 elephants is what it might be like going through Heathrow with six children. Looks like Oslo gets to be Babylon.

Anyhoo, we're off to pick up my niece Virginia at Terminal One, drop my man and boys off at Terminal Three, a little later it's Terminal Three and then into the air for us five girls. And after a tiny bit of fun in London , we'll all meet up again at Vigdis and Hans Olav's house Saturday morning.

Then there's lots of sledding and maybe skiing in the dark, bread and cheese for breakfast and lunch, cold touristic adventures in Oslo, aquavit with every dinner, a very happy Jon, and what is guaranteed to be a wonderful two weeks. We're so glad in particular to have this time with Jon's dad, as he has fought lung cancer this year, and we weren't sure what Christmas would hold for him.

Again, there's a whole lot to be thankful for.

Books for the trip are as follows: I'm still reading Idols for Destruction, taking A House for Mr. Biswas, and The Godly Man's Picture.

The Amazing Mandi at 200 Books would have taken a dozen books for this trip, and I bow to her superior reading abilities. Three is all I can do. I do have to visit with all these fun people, too.
My prayer is that none of these passports go missing this time.........

Have a wonderful Christmas, and Happy New Year! See you in 2009.

Friday, December 12, 2008

Idols For Destruction

Everyone must read this book.
So, don't walk, run here! and get your copy.

Having just checked the link, we're roaring with laughter here, as we notice that Amazon is OUT OF STOCK.....
I would just say, persevere, the book is worth the wait.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Kids growing up


This is Audrey last weekend at the Whitevale Christmas Crafts Sale. She set up a table to sell her jewelery, and did VERY WELL.
Her parents were so proud, especially since she was just half as old as the next youngest exhibitor. She sold almost all of her inventory and got several orders for custom jewelery as well.

The connection to this blog is that she brought The Scarlett Letter along to read when business lagged. Or I was just eager to show her off.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

For you Californians......

I just want to show a couple of you lucky Californians that we do indeed have snow. I got a couple of e-mails from west coasters who didn't believe we have snow yet. So here is our tree house at dawn, before the snow really got going today.......
And this is how it developed in the afternoon.

And here's the tree house shot at noon.......more snow still falling.






Here is Dan, one tired cowboy.










The Second Group of Ten Books

Even though it's barely December, and the first ten books aren't scheduled to be finished until Jan 31, it's time to look ahead to the second set.

The second ten will be read by the end of February, and I want to get them on the blog so that anybody who wants to read along can plan ahead, and locate a copy of what's being read.

I would love for anyone who's interested to read along with me, and if you want to throw in a post about a book that you think is really worth reading or talking about, or even if you think it's really NOT good...if you've got some thoughts I'll help you get them on as a post.
And there's also the very compelling offer of a bookmark, who could say "no" to THAT!

So, here are the books:

Howard's End EM Forster.....................Holly is reading with me
The Maltese Falcon Dashiel Hammet
Moby Dick Herman Melville...................David says he's interested
My Stroke of Insight Jill Bolt Taylor
Liberal Fascism Jonah Goldberg..............Jon's about to finish
The two Moliere plays on the list
The Story of Science Joyce Hakim...............with Michael
True Spirituality Francis Schaeffer
The Rare Jewel of Christian Contentment Burroughs
Psmith in the City Wodehouse

If you want to read a book here, and can't find it, let me know. I'm pretty wiley about finding books, and I'm eager to help.



Monday, December 8, 2008

Tying up loose ends

This business of daily blog posts is about to come to an end. I can't keep this pace up for much longer.
But I want to get some things on here now, before all goes silent for a few weeks around Christmas and New Years.

We've got Christmas with Jon's family in Oslo, which will be immediately followed by my gall bladder surgery. You must agree that we sure know how to have fun.

I know there are a few of you who like to read the blog, and then e-mail me your comments even thought there is a perfectly nice comment box right here.
So that's fine.

I'm going to answer two questions that I have gotten a few e-mails about.
First, what ever happened with fainting/blacking-out Michael?
So the answer to that came last Thursday.
It was all a big kerfuffle over a somewhat small problem.
Michael does not in fact need any heart procedure, he just has ultra low blood pressure like his Mom. Like 85 over 56, and that will cause fainting and blacking out if we don't manage ourselves properly, as some of us have seen first hand. So now we know, and there's much to be thankful for again!

And second, How did the audit go?
The audit was good too. Turns out that one reason we caught the eye of Canada Revenue was because we had never filed before 2004....there were a couple of other things related to me working for Jon and how I do medical billing etc, but the whole thing was benign, and I learned a whole lot about how to simplify my Canadian return. When I told him we were American and that explained our status as "chronic non-filers" It was like everything was cool and he closed books and was ready to move on to the next poor shmuck.
I might even say that it was the only time that announcing that I am an American has had a positive effect on any official person in Canada.

Thank you, those of you who were interested.
Everything is just coming up roses around here!

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Running in snow, falling on ice

In general, I avoid blog posts about running.

This is because I really want people to keep reading, and I am just hoping for more comments as I have this outsized need for attention which I mentioned before.
And not many people enjoy reading about anyone's running adventures.
Except when there's blood or criminal contact with the non-running public involved.

But, I kind of warned you once that I would want to milk you for sympathy when winter arrived and I had to run in it.
So, here we are.
And this is the lowdown on running last night.
My habit is to head north as I begin my run and then to turn and head back south to home.
This is because I always want to head into the wind at the front of the run and then have wind at my back on the return.
And the wind here has always come from the north since we've lived here.
Until last night.
So I went out near sunset into a beautiful heavy snowfall, running north and just making tracks feeling like Rambo for more than two miles.
Since it was getting dark and I had my fugitive dog with the $5000 bounty on his head running with me, I decided to turn and head home via a dirt lane through a corn field.
So the second I wheeled around, I realized that the reason I was running so well, was because there was this killer wind pushing me from behind.
At the same moment the wind hit me in the face, I was turning onto this dirt tractor route which was covered in at least four inches of ice deceptively covered by 3 inches of fresh snow.
So I hit the ice, went down immediately and rocketed across at warp speed on my side, leaving a track more than two meters long. Really elegant!
Somewhere in the distance between being upright at the turn and horizontal at the end of my slide I smashed my right ankle. It's larger than normal now.

It was a long haul home, more ice-ponds on the road and arctic wind blowing up from Bermuda.
I promise I will try not to whine on the blog about winter running.
My poor family could tell you what a weenie I am, and how I embelish every little fall, and every ice-encrusted eyelash, chapped lip and frost bitten toe.

I'm reading Jeeves and the Feudal Spirit tonight. I won't write anything about that except to say Wodehouse is always just the right thing.

Friday, December 5, 2008

Monkey see, Monkey do


Thursday, December 4, 2008

Oh, and Running

Today it is WARM...snow melting, birds chirping. I'm out for a good 6-miler this afternoon. So much fun to come home without a frozen face.

Uncle Tom's Cabin

I'm all done with Uncle Tom.

I stayed up too late reading last night, and then got up early this morning and finished it off.

It is a very well written book in many ways.
Harriet, I'm just calling her Harriet now as I've just spent so much time with her, writes some really believable characters. I'd say she has great insight into human character and our frailties. In particular she draws out all the many ways people have of burying ourselves in self deception about our particular pet vices.
I even saw myself there in the description of Dinah the cook in the St. Clare home in New Orleans......or at least how I would have developed into Dinah had I not married the very organized and scientific Jon.
Dinah has hundreds of drawers and cupboards, but they are all crammed full of a crazy variety of unrelated stuff. Like every drawer is a junk drawer. She also sits on the kitchen floor smoking a pipe, orders the kids to do all the work and blames them when it doesn't turn out well.....anyway, she's not major, but she was familiar!

I also really loved that Harriet doesn't have any patience at all with people who see a problem and are too lazy to fix it. She does seem to prefer individuals who are not just "flopping around" as we like to call it around here.

I have an issue with Harriet though. And this is it:
All through the book, she shows us that most of the characters in the book are in error, and are forging ahead in their erroneous beliefs and practices, all the while being convicted that they are in the right (slave owners, slave traders, those who separate children from parents, those who torture their slaves etc).
So we see from this that there is a way that will seem right to a man, and it can be a way that leads to destruction. In that part she is right....
But she is all the while appealing to the emotion and sentimentality of the reader to see the errors of her character and judge them based upon emotion and sentiment, not on a higher platform of law. I think she could have used scripture to back up her points, and she sure did have a broad understanding of the Bible. Almost all her background was in religious training. But it seemed that her highest authority was in fact sort of a Romantic era appeal to common sentiment. She's continually asking the reader how he would feel in the same situation that is being described. Of course it's good that we gain sympathy with the ones who are suffering, but a better appeal could have been added.
She's a skilled writer with some errors in her theology.

One more little bit about this book that I found enlightening. I was reading it both in Canada, and in the Southern US. So my British neighbors, and other Canadians who know I was reading this book were very interested and asked informed questions about it, and it's now being considered for book club later.
But when I told people in NC, and others from Georgia and South Carolina that I was reading it.....the response was generally something like "Don't tell me about that book...I don't even want to know." or "Why are you reading THAT?" Nobody wanted to hear anything about it, except for my brother, Yaay Roy.
That being said, I love the South, and I am from the South, and I know that every place has it's own favorite subjects about which the communal head is in the sand. I can even see a few in Canada, but am being a polite guest.....on occassion.

Anyhoo, a good book, to be read with your eyes wide open.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Stupid Miscellany unrelated to reading or running


Whenever our family goes anywhere, the first day home is spent in the mayhem of re-entry. Today that included unpacking luggage, getting Christmas gifts all sorted out, hauling wine to the cellar, running to Costco and the bank, and then a stop at the post office to pick up.....a gift? an order of books? the camera David bought on e-Bay?.......no, I went to pick up an order of restraint against lovely Roscoe.
Look at his sweet yellow face. He could not hurt anyone unless he fell on top of them. He's overweight and arthritic, and doesn't even run in a straight line.
If were aiming to bite you, he would miss.
Now Cinder, the little black pitbull below is a bit out of joint over the whole thing. He's thinking that if any dog here should have an order out against him, it certainly shouldn't be Roscoe!






While we are on the subject of unlikely things, I want to share that ever since Daniel heard that there is a possibility of having the border authority point guns at us as we cross over at the Peace Bridge (as happened to some of you who are reading here...), He's been trying to make it happen for us.

So when we crossed over in September, he rehearsed his lines over and over so that when the agent asked "Where is Daniel Holt Ween" he was going to say "I don't know, my name is Jason Bourne".

Well this time, when the guy in the booth asked me if I was carrying any citrus, Dan leans forward frowning, and says "She's got mangoes!" Like I'm purposely trafficing illegal fruit across the border. The agent lost his composure and just waved me on.


And for the last silly thing I have time for today, here is something stupid we doscovered while driving through Tennessee last week. http://musicremedy.com/n/Noah_and_The_Whale/videos/5_Years_Time-26207.html


We're Home






Here are some pics of us last Saturday. The first is of Jon and Roy, the next one is Maggie loving her cousin Burke Almand. Then there's one of Jon and David, and the last is a picture of my mother and my daughters and me.


Yesterday we drove from Clarksburg, WV to Toronto. The best part of the trip was having Jon along. After so many trips from here to Asheville driving solo, it was just too much fun to hand the wheel over to him when driving got old. And he read bits from Liberal Fascism and the NY Times to keep me alert during that long spell through Pennsylvania.

We had a great visit in the South! Miriam and Bill and their 3 lively kids came down from DC and we had so much fun with them. We hardly ever get to just kick back with them, so that was maybe the highlight of the trip for me.

Our kids got to run like crazy through the woods with cousins and Solms boys at Highland Lake Inn for the week, and they all (12 kids) wound up inside the large goat enclosure at one point. So when nobody on staff at Highland Lake came out and yelled at us, I decided that it's my favorite place to vacation with kids on the planet. I'm told that Daniel walked halfway out onto the dam, which means he was on the waterfall over rocks yelling back at his brothers that he couldn't hear them calling him back.....we're always thankful to bring that boy home alive!


We had a big party to celebrate Mom turning 75 last Saturday, and that was lots of fun. We all saw people we had not seen since we were young and thin. There are a few pictures here. Somehow, there are not any good shots of Mike and Dan, so they will have to appear on the blog later.

I only got halfway through Uncle Tom's Cabin, as I was too busy goofing off with the family. Jon is well into Liberal Fascism, and wants me to read it as soon as he's done. The pressure!

We're off to Norway in 16 days, I want to be done with Uncle Tom, well into Idols for Destruction, and we'll decide later what goes on that trip.

So, Jim....I wonder if you are reading Idols yet? And Kathy, I will give you my copy of Uncle Tom so maybe Santa can bring you something more fun. Scott, we missed seeing you....I had a hat with me that I wanted to get a shot of you wearing. I think you were off at Clemson that day.