I’m smiling as I write this watching a hummingbird perched on one of the feeders taking his sweet fill. They fascinate me, and since I’m not an Audubon, I’m dependent on the research and experience of others how to attract these little guys.
Originally, I had spent a few dollars on the store-bought red stuff to put in the feeders. That can rack up some funds over time—do you know how much these hummers eat?! Continue reading “That elusive hummer”
I suppose Bob and I are at that age where we should be skimping on the sodium. I’ve cooked low fat for so many years, no problem that. But cooking low salt?? Man, that’s just plain HARD! I know, whine, whine. I guess we could just live on celery…
…until I found out that celery is a culprit for gout. Then there’s all the fuss about sugar.
My daughters try to tell us that flavor in food is actually not a bad thing. Now, c’mon, in our defense we do have flavor, but really there’s just nothing quite like salt. After all, there is one whole Continue reading “Pass the salt, please”
Tolerance. It’s the buzzword in everyone’s vernacular these days, and it’s bantered around like an explosive tennis ball. It’s the holy grail of attitudes. It’s the banshee of political careers.
But no one appears to want to be tolerant of my apparent intolerance.
Of course, it hasn’t always been that way. I am quick to agree that many intolerances are wicked—racial prejudice is at the top of my list. But I’m really quite thankful that the Bostonians threw the British tea into the harbor (no offense intended to my Anglican readers), happy that Neville was replaced by Winston and that no one said “ho hum” concerning Pearl Harbor. I’m also quite pleased that some guy Continue reading “Where’s the door?”