Saturday, 3 September 2016

What shall we call him? Jack? John? Captain Jack (USN Ret.)? Fr. Jack?......

...or could it be "dedicated raconteur?" or "chef extraordinaire?"

Here he is with his good wife Donna and with me

Photo' from a couple of years ago.

We know each other from St. Boniface Church, Siesta Key, Sarasota FL

Jack and I are Priests of the Episcopal Church, now retired.

Jack is a talker (with many old stories).  So am I!

Donna is one of the best listeners in the world.  She and I have great respect for his double career,  first in the United States Navy, and then as an Anglican Priest.

I had lunch today with Donna and Jack (and with their delightful Westies,   Tay and Andi.)

Jack Chrisman is also a superb chef. (is there anything this man cannot do?!)

I tucked into his superb home made Quiche, made  with shaved Brussels Sprouts.

I like Quiche.,     I very much like Brussels Sprouts,    So this was a double winner for me.

Shaved Brussels Sprouts courtesy of "Trader Joe's"

Leftover Quiche for my Sunday lunch

 I'll think of Jack and Donna on Sunday  as I eat this -  cold - with potato salad, sliced tomatoes, and watercress.

Friday, 2 September 2016

Ada goes to the Vet.

She is such a gentle cat who will jump onto any willing lap for a bit of TLC.

She and I went to the Vet's Office today.

I described her symptoms:  -

(a) weight loss (from 10 lbs to 5 lbs).

(b)  drinking a lot.

(c) eating as much food as I put out.

(d) looking like a "raggedly Ann".

She is not well.

There are three possible reasons:

(1) Hyper-active thyroid gland, (common in older cats).

(2) Diabetes.

(3)  Kidney disease.

The Veterinarian is inclined to believe that she has a hyper-active thyroid gland, but he is a man of science as well as intuition.

So he drew blood, and extracted urine.  These samples will be analyzed over the weekend.  We should get the results by Tuesday  (Monday is a public holiday).

Ada was so gentle and cooperative as she went through the indignities of being shaved (for the blood draw); the blood draw itself, and the insertion of a catheter to extract urine.

(Should the diagnosis be correct be correct I will "let her go", with tears. She would be on meds [two pills a day for life ] which would  ameliorate her condition, but never cure it.  That does not seem wise for a fifteen or sixteen years old cat - darling as  she is.)

Between now and Tuesday I will shower her with affection, and let her eat as much as she demands!


When we returned home our Dog  ("St. Penne of Sarasota") was utterly anxious until I released Ada from the cat carrier.

That being done Ada decided that the collapsed carrier made for a splendid bed.

Ada on her cat carrier, looking like an odd and giant Ladybird/Ladybug.

Thursday, 1 September 2016

Florida Peninsula - Long and narrow (except for the Panhandle)


Key West  (south) to Pensacola (north west)  524 miles

Key West (south) to Jacksonville (north east) 397 miles

Key West (south) to SRQ (west on Gulf of Mexico)  376 miles

Key West to Havana, Cuba, 105 miles.


Traditional longest distance in the U.K.  (Land's End to John o' Groats) 847 miles

Projected route of  (now) Hurricane Hermine

The storm is  very wide  - maybe as much as 125 miles from west  to east.

So, because we are NOT  in the eye of the storm, but we ARE in the range of the storm, SRQ has escaped the worst.  We've had on and off rain all day long, with a few amazing windy squalls.

'Tis beautiful and amazing to see the flexibility of the branches of huge trees such as "Live Oaks"  as they are tossed to and fro by the winds.

We've had some local flooding, with a few evacuations in the Whittaker Bayou area -

In my neck of the woods there has been next to no flooding, but the ground is sodden  (squelch, squelch, squelch),

There have been enough dry spells for me to walk out with Penne.

Of course Tampa has extensive flooding (If you pour out a bottle of water.on certain Tampa streets you will cause a flood).

Hermine is now headed for the Panhandle.  There may yet be damage to life and limb (falling trees and mini tornadoes).

Then, if the forecasters are right, the storm will travel up the eastern seaboard, and in due course bring much needed rain to Massachusetts.


Speaking of forecasters  I forsook my  vow of "T.V.  abstinence" to tune  into our local station (SNN)  to get the latest bead on the storm.

The station's Meteorologist, (one Justin Moseley)  is personable and very popular in SRQ.

But, (because the market demands it?)  he has succumbed to the razzle-dazzle  of those high tech graphics which show you a lot, and tell you nothing.

The weather forecast has become a matter of  commodity to sell (and attract advertisers); a "ton of speculation";  and next to no information.

Weather forecasting as entertainment?  BLAH!


Meanwhile I have a question. "How is the clean up and restoration of normal life and community progressing in in Baton Rouge, LA?"

Whoops.  Silly me.  That was yesterday's "newsfortainment".

Wednesday, 31 August 2016

Dearest Ada

Dearest Ada is getting skinnier each day.

She drinks so much water.

Her pee stinks to high heaven.

She sleeps a lot.

I suspect that she has kidney failure.

I will take her to the Veterinarian on Friday.

I will not allow her life to be prolonged by the use of  medications.

Skinny Ada

In the meantime my equally dear Adelaide gets to be evermore plump.

Chubby Adelaide 

It's not what you think. Sleep walking is to blame.

I am a very restless sleeper.  I talk in my sleep, I yell out in my sleep,  I even laugh in my sleep.  (I once laughed so hard that I woke up, and then did not know why I was laughing).

I also sleep walk.   The evidence is in this eeew picture.

It's not what you think!  On Monday night I sleep-walked, got myself some chocolate, went back to bed, held the chocolate in my hot little hand, didn't eat it, instead I let it drop onto the sheet.

This yucky and chocolaty mess greeted me on Tuesday morning -  and I have no memory of my nocturnal wandering!

Monday, 29 August 2016

With tender and grateful memories of a great woman

"Our Mum".  a great and gracious woman died on this date, fifteen years ago (at aged 89 years).

I have been thinking about her all day, with deep appreciation, immense respect, and great love.

I know that my sibs and their offspring think the same.

Oh my beautiful Mummy.  I love you so much.

Sunday, 28 August 2016

Shocking ignorance

As I walk Penne in the early morning I often encounter a very pleasant woman as she walks to St. Jude's Roman Catholic Church for daily Mass.

On Sundays she walks with her husband for Sunday Mass.

Se we neared each other this morning we heard a loud BOOM coming from the east, a boom which startled us (and Penne).

We commented on this and I said  "can you imagine being in Aleppo where people hear such booms 24/7?".

The man said  "I never heard of Aleppo, where is it?"

"In Syria", I said "the city which is being bombed to smithereens"

"Oh", he replied, "I do not keep up with the news, I have never heard of that place".

I could scarcely believe what I heard.


I should not have been surprised.  What passes for news in the U.,S.A. has to do with the Olympic Games, with the Kardashians, with "Kyle" Jenner, and with "Frick and Frack"  our hapless Presidential candidates -  ":He said - She said".

All we can do is beat our breasts and lament the chaos, (much of which our foreign policies [under Bush and Obama]  have precipitated).

In the meantime we will take the brave and courageous step (tongue in cheek)  of admitting 10,000 religious and persecuted refugees from the Middle East. BIG DEAL 

 (Germany has admitted more than a million!)

POTUS lacks the balls to advocate for a humane and safe immigration policy.

THE RIGHT wing operates from the paranoid and neurotic myth that every would be immigrant is a terrorist.

In the meantime, Aleppo bleeds.