Wednesday, April 10, 2013

A New Adventure - A New Blog

For those of you few that are left as my "followers", I invite you to my newest Adventure! I have accepted a summer position on a motor yacht and have decided that, just like my foray in Italy, the journey will be something to write home about!

I have been working with WordPress for my business and have therefore started Adventures in the Galley with those tools.

Won't you please join me?

Hope to hear from you!



Friday, January 11, 2013

A Resurfacing

Call it a New Year's Resolution
Call it a guilty complex
Call it a busy life

Call it what you will ~ but, for today, I am back. With updates ~ though how would one possibly recapture almost an entire year in one post? With bullets of course!!

  • February, 2012 ~ my last post
  • April 6, 2012 ~ I became engaged to my 8th grade sweetheart on a cruise celebrating my mother's 70th birthday
  • April 13, 2012 ~ My future mother-in-law passed away at the age of 91, knowing her youngest son would soon be married
  • May 1, 2012 ~ Future hubby and I moved
  • May 3, 2012 ~ Willow commenced from the Salvation Army Center of Hope program
  • July 1, 2012 ~ My first grandchild, a beautiful and healthy girl, was born to my son Huck and his wife
  • July, 2012 ~ My 3 Colorado children came to celebrate my father's 70th birthday and meet their new niece
  • August, 2012 ~ Willow moved in with future hubby and I
  • November 11, 2012 ~ My wedding ~ an amazing day of celebration with family and friends

  • December 21, 2012 ~ Willow celebrated ONE year of clean and sober living ~ a blessing and miracle
  • January 4, 2013 ~ I celebrated my fourth continuous year of sobriety ~ a blessing and miracle

That ought to catch everyone up on all of the high points.

Life is so very, very good today.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Where to Begin?

I'm shocked I remembered the password to gain access to my own blog! Now that I'm here, I'm not even sure where to begin. A brain dump? I think that's about all I ever do anymore when I manage to wander back to this corner of my world. I'll hit the high points so that there will be a point of reference by which to continue, should that be something I manage to do.

  • In September of last year I turned 50 years old and celebrated with a luau, pig roast included. Below is a snapshot of Willow and I before the party began.

  • Just before my birthday, my beau moved in with my 2 cats and I. He's still here.
  • For Thanksgiving, beau and I took our first have-to-get-on-an-airplane vacation together. It was a fantastic success with many great memories. We flew in and out of San Francisco where we spent several days, before joining family in South Lake Tahoe. Here's a shot of us on the Ferry to Sausalito on a windy and overcast day.

  • On December 20th, my son Huck got married. In July, he and his beautiful new bride are going to make me a first-time grandmother. I can't believe it. When I share the good news with my girlfriends, they invariably ask, "what are you going to be called?" While it didn't occur to me that I might get to choose my moniker, I can say without a doubt that I don't wish to be called grandmother, grandma, granny or some other iteration that makes me think of some old broad with wiry chin hairs wearing a housedress complaining about bunions and dead husbands. So, I've settled on "nonnina". Okay, it means little grandma, but when spoken in Italian it leaves me feeling young and spunky, not old and cranky. Nonetheless, when I mentioned this to my son he just laughed and mentioned that it was a mouthful and that I'd probably end up being called "no-no" as a result. I still prefer that over grandma.
  • On January 4th, I celebrated 3 years of continuous sobriety. My daughter, who entered the Salvation Army's Center of Hope Drug & Alcohol Program on the same day her brother got married, was in attendance. She and I shared tears of joy and nods of understanding. Last Sunday, I was in attendance when she received her 60-day chip. So was her grandmother (who, by the way, is lovingly known as Mimi).
  • I have been crazy busy with my work. As a member of a local BNI (Business Network International) group, my business has grown by leaps and bounds. I moved into a commercial kitchen last October in order to handle the growth of weekly clients. I've also begun working with a yacht captain, catering for his private charters. I'm loving being on the water and serving the food I SO much enjoy preparing.
  • In April, for my mother's 70th birthday, beau and I, along with my sister and brother-in-law, are being treated by my parents to a 10-day Caribbean cruise. Another great vacation to come. 
  • Sometime shortly after our return, Willow should be commencing from her program. She and I have talked about some options, but neither of us our projecting too far ahead at this time. We truly are trying to take this one day at a time. I'm also learning to relinquish the imaginary control I think I might have. I'm a work in progress on that.
  • Earlier this week, Willow's boyfriend (in a separate recovery program at present), lost his sister to a drug overdose. Her memorial service is tomorrow. "But for the grace of G-d, there go I". I am so sad, and yet so very grateful at the same time.
  • I miss Italy. I admit that I still look at the classifieds and an opportunity to go back from time to time ~ though usually only if I have some uncomfortable feeling about my love relationship. Which, if memory serves me correctly, has happened only twice in the now 15 months that beau and I have been together. Rather, he and I together (there's a first) dream of a future and Google things like "Airstream Trailers"; "Eleuthera Real Estate"; "Food Trucks for Sale ~ Kauai"; and "Yacht Chef & First Mate Couple Jobs".
So much more, but for now, that will suffice. Oh ~ my writing. It has been as nonexistent as my blog entries, not surprising I'm sure. I have tackled more new hobbies however ~ I'm back to quilting and I picked up zentangling. I exasperate myself sometimes!

Good night, for now.......

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Tuesday's Menu

It has occurred to me that I speak little about my cooking lately. It truly is an integral part of my life ~ both professionally as well as personally. The story of how I entered into the culinary world [for pay] could be described in a brief telling statement, "mid-life crisis". The longer version can wait for another day, as today will be an in-the-kitchen day to start shortly after my big book meeting this morning.

To whet the appetite ~ here is the menu that will be served up to my new clients for this week:
  • Fresh Fish Packet, served with a squash medley and orzo with cherry tomatoes and fresh basil
  • Balsamic Marinated Flank Steak, served with garlic spinach and sauteed sweet onions and mushrooms
  • Artichoke Lemon Chicken, served with Jasmine rice and roasted tomatoes
  • Spinach & Mushroom Quiche, served with rosemary roasted asparagus and minted fruit salad

In a word, YUM!

I leave you with a special scrapping page I created a few days ago. The photos were taken at the farmhouse on the hillside town in Provence where we wound up our culinary tour and training of France, all a part of my professional training I began in Denver ~ shortly after I declared my departure from the world of technology to enter the amazing, senses-filled, satisfying world of food.

Have a delicious day!

Monday, June 27, 2011

A Week of Busy

Before I get behind the eightball again, I figured I'd better dash off a quick bullet list to update the past week of life. Some of the busyness included another all-night working on digital scrapping projects and the subsequent napping. Other than my graphics creating. Here's what else is going on in my world:
  • A local teenager was arrested for multiple burglaries in the area ~ scores of items were recovered. Unfortunately, he didn't make his way to my things are still MIA.
  • I had my first session with India in quite a while. It felt like a great homecoming.
  • Willow, after spending 34 days in jail, was released on her on recognizance. Her future is tenuous, with felony charges hanging over her head. The state has 175 days to file formal charges (she's been told they probably will drop the charges) ~ additionally, there is a 3 1/2 year statute of limitations if she doesn't request the charges be eliminated. It is good to hug her. She looks and sounds great, for today. I continue to pray for her.
  • Huck has announced his engagement. I am going to be a mother-in-law ~ holy crap! His beautiful fiance has already bought her dress. We are probably looking at a February wedding.
  • I start cooking for a new weekly client. They are self-proclaimed foodies ~ which is right up my alley...I hope to push my creative envelope.
  • New Beau treated us to a great weekend away in Mount Dora. I am quite spoiled. He will be moving in with me ~ not exactly sure when...but relatively soon.
  • Loving life today.
Here's the scrapping of this weekend:

Friday, June 17, 2011

Friday Flash 55 [ Daytime Mask

Flash 55
Wanna join in?

Read about it here

Have a wonderful weekend.
Think good thoughts.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

No Longer the Bag Lady

I'm trying to keep my sense of humor in light of the recent events occurring in my home. Yesterday was a day enrobed with emotional charges ~ it involved compiling the list of stolen items for the investigator assigned to my case. Currently exceeding a purchased value of over $25,000, with the price of gold and silver these days, replacement value would far surpass that figure. Needless to say, you can't assign a value to the priceless sentimental items that mean absolutely nothing to the person(s) that more than likely dumped perceived "worthless" things along the roadway somewhere.

Oh, the sense of humor part?

Throughout my years with Ex-Beau, I coined myself "the bag lady".  During the periods I didn't officially live with him, I was inevitably the one that shuffled between our two homes. Any consecutive days spent with him meant loading my car with items I might need ~ my travel bag, laptop bag, make-up bag, tennis bag, and so on. I often complained about this ~ though never made a firm stand to change anything. With New Beau, I made a request from the get-go that he be willing to share in that sense of displacement by being flexible in his daily routine ~ he has complied without one complaint. There is a beautiful equality in our relationship that feels so right. I don't feel quite like the bag lady anymore.

It's a good thing too! The crooks that wreaked havoc in my home depleted my supply of bags by a large margin. Other than the 40” flat screen TV [a 2-week old gift from New Beau…purchased just in time for me to enjoy the French Open], and a chocolate fountain in a box, it was an assortment of bags and all of the contents contained therein that were lifted.  Including the tools of my trade ~ my knife roll, with over 20 knives and chef tools; the tools of my joy~ my tennis bag with two racquets, sunglasses and Sony Ericsson visor; the tools of beauty ~ my make-up bags [yes, I had several]; my travel bags ~ including my passport, Euros and winter clothes; my Mama's bag ~ including vintage purses and her wedding ring [the only item of monetary value she had when she passed away 11 years ago]; my jewelry bags/boxes ~ 2 wedding sets plus heirlooms for my daughters; my craft bag ~ all of my handmade jewelry. And the list continues...........

I might add that the bags themselves were no slouch containers either. The value of the bags alone are enough to make me scream ~ and again, not just the dollar amount...most of them were gifts from someone I love and care about. To a theif they are just something easy to grab and transport ~ to me they contain memories of special days in my life.

Today, rather than feel angst however, I have become lost in gratitude. I have not been robbed of my memories.

Peaceful hugs,