Stuff is dangling from my cat tree. Same kind of stuff that’s hanging from a real tree that shows up here now and again.
It’s been raining all day, something one can rarely say about San Diego. No exercise walk in the Zoo for me, alas.
But I’m still floating on air after a wonderful weekend. On Friday, I had a long, luxurious, delicious lunch, seasoned with the company of two friends I’ve treasured since high school (the Academy of Our Lady of Peace), from which we graduated together. After that, all three of us entered the convent. Dottie and I joined the Sisters of St. Joseph (who taught at the school), and Diane went to the Carmelites. I only lasted two and a half years, fearful they’d assign me to teach second grade. Dottie, (who did get assigned to second grade for a time) remained twenty-four years. During those years, she earned a doctorate in psychology and after leaving the religious order, went into private practice. I’m not sure how long Diane remained a nun. On exiting, she married and gave birth to several children and is a grandma many times over. She’s also a gifted artist and great fun to be with.
I can’t remember when I’ve laughed so much as I did at that lunch, which lasted several hours. Late that afternoon, I drove in rush-hour traffic to the University of San Diego, my alma mater, where I joined a sing-along of Handel’s Messiah.
The following Monday, I shopped for ingredients to make a salad that is always popular at a pot-luck lunch or supper. That evening, the Writers Group I’ve belonged to for many years continued my good times. Smart people, writers or the spouses of writers, gathered for a really fun evening. Two of them are professional musicians and brought their guitars for some entertainment. Not long after, I was singing one of my favorite songs from my distant past as a singer: House of the Rising Sun. I am now semi-tempted to drag out my guitar and suffer the pain of playing it without calluses on my fingertips. I helped pay my expenses in grad school by plucking and singing, but that was decades ago. I don’t even remember how to tune a guitar. But I have a friend who can help me.
Sorry for the lack of pictures. I’m having problems with Picasa and can boast all the technical expertise of a raisin. And whatever you celebrate this time of year, I wish every one of you a glorious end to 2013
Bonus recipe for a luscious, healthy Broccoli-Cauliflower salad: Chop the broc and cauliflower in big and little pieces. Add walnuts, raisins or craisins, and crumbled , crispy bacon (optional). Toss with dressing (make it ahead of time): 1 cup mayo, 1 half cup sugar, 2 tsp white vinegar. It’s really tasty and healthy and a big success everywhere I take it for a party.
Happy holidays, everyone!