Monday, December 28, 2009
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Monday, December 14, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
A few of my normally visited sites don't belong in any of my folders, though, so they live at the bottom of the bookmarks menu. I thought I'd highlight a few today, since they're pretty interesting and often on my radar due to their unique position.
- shitmydadsays on Twitter. As the guy's bio says, "I'm 29. I live with my 73-year-old dad. He is awesome. I just write down shit that he says."
- John Quincy Adams on Twitter, "The line-a-day diary entries of John Quincy Adams, beginning with his journey to Russia on 5 August 1809."
- BibliOdyssey, the world's digital online library. Gorgeous books highlighted here!
- mattbites.com, "a man obsessed with food, drink & everything inbetween"
- The Daily Portsmouth. I've mentioned this site before, but it's here again because it just has such beautiful views of the city. Even though we live here, we don't always get to roam around and see what's going on around town, especially in the winter. But we can live vicariously through this blog's author!
Tuesday, December 01, 2009
Sunday, November 29, 2009
The Indoor Pool will be featuring two “Dive-In Movies” in December – “Jaws” on Dec. 10 and “Finding Nemo” on Dec. 15, both from 5 p.m. to 7 p.m., for moviegoers 13 and up who will watch from inner tubes in the darkened pool or from the pool deck. Cost is $5 for Portsmouth residents and pool members, $8 for everyone else. Pizza slices and drinks will be sold for $1 each. Maximum of 40 participants who must pre-register and pay in advance at the pool’s front desk.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
However, today, we came up with some more creative uses of our leftovers. I found this recipe for "Egg Nests" in a Yankee magazine my mother gave me, and Justin adapted a potato balls recipe to incorporate our leftover mashed potatoes and some of our leftover turkey. Both yummy!
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
- Celery Sticks stuffed with Chive Cream Cheese (other stuffed celery recipes here)
I'm using recipes from Martha Stewart for the two desserts and we'll see how they turn out. The celery and pecan appetizers, however, are family traditions (though I've listed recipes from the web). They were actually my grandmothers' signature appetizer dishes, so I'm a little nervous about messing them up. Hopefully, they'll turn out "just like Grandma used to make" and we can have a little reminder of our dear departed grandmothers on the holiday.
Whether you're traveling or hosting, wherever you go, have a lovely Thanksgiving!
Sunday, November 22, 2009
However, when I went back to Edinburgh in May of 2004 to visit my friend Kate (who'd spent the whole year abroad there), she had a ticket already bought for me to see "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban." So, like it or not, I had to be caught up on the movies in one night. And, as was easily predictable, I loved them.
Kate then gave me the first three books as a gift and you can see them in the photo below, on the lefthand side. However, in addition to being a new Harry Potter nerd, I have always been a literary nerd and booklover. Because she gave me three of the series in the British juvenile edition (published by Bloomsbury Press), I decided I had to buy the rest of the series in the same edition. I know - I'm a little crazy when it comes to books. Luckily, a Canadian publishing company (Raincoast Books) produced a version of the Bloomsbury edition for the Canadian market, so I was able to buy the other four books on my annual PEI vacation. Whew - major disaster narrowly averted, right?
Anyways, part of the point here is that Justin and I were at Barnes & Noble last week and I found some awesomeness in the childrens section. See below:
Yes, that is a boxed set containing two books from the Hogwarts Library, specifically "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" and "Quidditch Through the Ages." The books, as reproduced, include fake wear, imprints of Diagon Alley publishers, introductions by Dumbledore, and in the case of "Fantastic Beasts," notes in the margins by Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Can you stand it?!? I barely could.
They were written by Rowling to support a charity called Comic Relief, which gives 100% of the proceeds of book sales (less taxes) to improve the lives of children around the world. I love it.
(Stay tuned for part 2 of "see, I'm a really big Harry Potter nerd.")
The photographer was a little worried about the brightness of the photos because we did them around sunset and it got dark very quickly. However, we ended up with 39 shots that had plenty of light and so we're pleased. I've picked out some of my initial favorites and posted them below. Enjoy!
Friday, November 20, 2009
As regular readers and good friends know, I spent the fall semester of 2003 studying in Edinburgh, Scotland. On our first night out to the pubs, my new study abroad friends and I met the gangly gent on the right (David) and became fast friends with him in our time there. Months later, I went back to visit a friend who had spent the full academic year there and met the blondie on the left (Stevie), who was an old friend of David's. And thus two going-on-six-year-long friendships were born.
As some of you also know, I've been back to Scotland a few times since and seen these guys (and some other Scottish buds, who will be mentioned later) almost every time. They've come over to the U.S. and stayed with me when I lived in Boston. Thanks to the wonders of the Interwebs, we've also stayed in regular touch via email and Facebook.
So when Justin and I were creating our wedding guest list, it was a no brainer for me to invite my Scottish lads. I wasn't at all sure they would be able to make it due to the long distance and expense involved, but I was really hoping they could. This week, I got pretty solid confirmation from them that they plan to be in attendance. As my silly soon-to-be husband is wont to say, "that squees me full of glee." And yes - in answer to your unasked question, those are the kilts they will be sporting in style!
(Cross-posted at Wer Ond Wif, with slight changes)
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Well, maybe not always. The thing is - sometimes, in a given week, I spend more of my physical, emotional, and mental energy on the wedding or my work than I do on the other parts of my life (which are usually covered here). And in the end, that means that one or the other of the blogs gets neglected.
Now, I don't want to give the ax to any of them. Hodoeporicon and I will have been together for four years in March, Museophilia and I are coming up on two years in January, and I obviously want to stay with Wer Ond Wif at least until the wedding in June. However, I've decided to make life a little easier and give myself permission to cross-post occasionally.
I hope this works out for all involved and none of you desert me altogether! The idea here is to keep my creative juices flowing in different ways and maintain a high quality of content. If you're not convinced yet, let me drop this nugget of information on you. The other blogs have gotten detailed, reasonably interesting posts in the last week or so. My plan for Hodoeporicon today? Would have been an itemized list of the contents of my and Justin's lunch yesterday . . . . Yeah. I think this will work out nicely.
Sunday, November 08, 2009
In some ways, Portsmouth and the 'Burgh are similar. Now, despite my love for the Old Town by the Sea, I would never claim that P'mouth can equal the sophistication and glamor of the capital city of Scotland. However, both cities give off an aura of importance, a sense of the epic, if you will. You look around at the architecture and the streets and the natural features (the river for Portsmouth; Arthur's Seat, Castle Rock, etc. for Edinburgh) and you know that important things happened here.
The photo above is from a photography blog called The Daily Portsmouth. Check it out for a better description of the photo's background and setting. Or, just click on the photo to make it bigger and soak in the grandeur. :)
Saturday, November 07, 2009
The other evening, I saw a photo on a Scottish blogger's site, titled "Morningside by Night." I remembered the name (it's a neighborhood of Edinburgh), but couldn't remember where in the city it was located. So I looked it up on Google maps, realizing as I did so that I hadn't typed "Edinburgh, Scotland" into that site for longer than I could remember. That in itself was strange to me - before, during, and after my time there, I looked at map views of the city a lot.
I eventually found Morningside (south & just a touch west of the main part of the city, near the A702). Finding it prompted me to swing north and east and seek my old stomping grounds. Because you know what? I had forgotten the name of that neighborhood, too.
Eventually, find it I did. And I had a moment of "Newington . . . right . . . I lived there." Such simple words, but imbued with such meaning. I LIVED THERE. I woke up in the mornings hearing the chirp of tiny birds in Holyrood Park. I walked to class through the streets of Newington and the lanes of the Meadows. I picked up coffee and sandwiches at the shops along Clerk St. I settled down with a pint and good friends in a pub on West Preston St. I went to sleep at night to the sounds of university students singing their drunken way home in Pollock Halls.
And now, I live about five minutes from a small town called Newington. For Portsmouth residents, Newington is the collection of malls, fast food restaurants, and speedy oil change places along Woodbury Avenue. It's far from special. When I first visited State U, I got turned around and couldn't find my way to downtown Portsmouth. I ended up driving through Newington instead and thinking to myself, "Oh my. Why does everyone like Portsmouth so much? This is Strip Mall City." Now, it's where we go when we want fast food, something from a big box store or to see a movie - that's it.
So, yeah. Your personal relationship to a word can indeed change dramatically. I wish I could trade New Hampshire's Newington for Scotland's. :)
Friday, November 06, 2009
In essence, it's a small beer drinking festival for those who appreciate "real ales." According the the NERAX website, real ale is "top-fermented beer that complete its secondary fermentation in the [vessel] from which it is served. Cask-conditioned beers are real ales served from the brewer's cask."
At any rate, we ended up spending four hours at The Tap, the hosting restaurant, and had a lovely time sampling (small) quantities of a selection of American and British ales. The beers we tried are listed below, along with tasting notes from the NERAX booklet.
O'Hanlon's (Whimple, Devon, England) - Port Stout. A black beer with roast malt in the aroma that remains in the taste, but gives way to hoppy bitterness in the aftertaste. ABV: 4.8%
Marshall Wharf (Belfast, ME) - Wrecking Ball Baltic Porter. Complex malt backbone, brewed with molasses. ABV: 7.8%
Gwynt y Ddraig (Pontypridd, Mid Glamorgan, Wales) - Haymaker Cider. A fruity medium cider bursting with the flavour of apples. A true Farmhouse Cider with a smooth finish. ABV: 6.5%
Inveralmond (Inveralmond, Perth, Scotland) - Lia Fail. The Gaelic name means Stone of Destiny. A dark, robust, full-bodied beer with a deep malty taste. Smooth texture and balanced finish. ABV: 4.7%
American Flatbread (Burlington, VT) - London Calling. They brew this traditional English style as one of their flagship session ales using Maris Otter malt, UK Goldings to bitter, late boil additions of UK Goldings and UK Fuggle, and on this batch, a whirlpool addition of locally grown Goldings and Cascade, fermented with a London ale yeast. ABV: 3.5%
Orkney (Quoyloo, Orkney, Scotland) - Skull Splitter. An intense velvet malt nose with hints of apple, prune and plum. The hoppy taste is balanced by satiny smooth malt with fruity spicy edges, leading to a long, dry finish with a hint of nut. ABV: 8.5%
- Ridgeway (South Stoke, Reading, England) - Ivanhoe Pale Ale. Traditional warm, roasty, and fully-rounded English malts are punched up by a subtle yet direct shot of aromatic and refreshing English hop bitterness. ABV: 5.2%
Sunday, November 01, 2009
Saturday, October 31, 2009
So the man I'm going to marry has a real name. He wasn't born "The Boy." I figured it was time to go ahead and tell you what is was, for three reasons:
- Most of you already know, since you know me in real life.
- I used to nickname men I dated, in order not to reveal anyone's identity. However, The Boy is going to be the father of my children someday, so he's sticking around for awhile.
- He shares co-ownership of Wer Ond Wif with me, so his name is right up on that page for all to see.
Back to your regularly scheduled programming.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
I went up first at the end of July into the beginning of August with my parents and grandpop. We had a fairly low-key time. It was really nice to be able to relax a bit.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Woe is the writer's blocked blogger, right? Maybe if I make an effort to write something before I dive into the depths of my blog list, maybe I'll get off more than a weekly post? We'll see.
Meanwhile, if you come here seeking entertainment and are sorely disappointed (more than usually, that is), perhaps you should check out my blog roll, too. Clearly, there's some addicting stuff in there. I highly recommend Dooce (but doesn't everyone?), The Frozen Icarus, Private Secret Diary, and Camels & Chocolate. Just be forewarned!
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
In addition, The Boy and I have weekend plans for the next three weekends that are not in Portsmouth, so there's no end in immediate sight. Ah well, what can you do? It's nice that we have so many people to see and things to do, I guess.
Just wish they all were closer to us, or us to them. ;)
Friday, September 18, 2009
At the memorial service on Wednesday, my father did an amazing job speaking about his beloved mother and leading the service. My mother, sister, and I also got up to the podium and tearfully spoke about my wonderful grandmother, Alma Mae Wood Fraser. Here is what I said (edited slightly for Internet consumption):
"I’ve struggled with what I wanted to say today. On one hand, what do you say about someone who seems to have been taken from us too quickly? On the other hand, what do you say about a woman who faced an approaching end and calmly came to terms with it?
But I’m an historian and so, I did what historians do – I did some research. And I stumbled across a quote by a French Jesuit priest and paleontologist named Teilhard de Chardin. He said, “We struggle against death with all our force, for it is our fundamental duty as living creatures to do so. But when, by virtue of the state of things, death comes, we experience that paradox of faith that causes us to abandon the struggle and affirm death as part of a greater plan for the universe as a whole. To love life so much, and to trust it so completely that we can affirm it even in its final act....this is [an] attitude that can calm and fortify us. The end is to love extravagantly the life that is greater than any one of us, seeing our own death as a physically necessary passage toward union with a greater wholeness.”
In the end, Gramma did just that. She bravely acknowledged that her life had been full and wonderful and that the next step was to move on to life's final act. And so she did - peacefully and with a grace all her own. She courageously drew aside the curtain and took her leave of us. And her serenity in doing so granted her family a great deal of peace.
I miss her. I love her. I wish that every day of my life, I had told her how important she was to me. But in the end? She knew all of that. [Sister] and I were lucky enough to share with her “a lifetime of interaction,” as Dad called it the other night. There were a thousand “I love you’s,” a thousand hugs and kisses and holidays. [Brother-in-law, The Boy, Thing 1, and Thing 2] knew her for fewer years, but they, too, got to bask in the glow of the love she had for her family. And so we walk on, never the same without her, but always sustained and quieted by her love."
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
I love the photo of her here, on Miami Beach in 1943 (at age 14). :) Wasn't she a looker?
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Old, uptight-looking lady's response? "You can use what's left on it to get a haircut."
I thought I couldn't have heard her correctly - it just wasn't possible - who says that? Then, after receiving non-committal grunts from the employees, she says, "No, seriously, you need a haircut."
Monday, September 07, 2009
Friday, September 04, 2009
However, I'm back, or I hope to be. Things will begin to settle down a little in the next few weeks & I really missed blogging. I can't count how many times I sat down to write something & got distracted by other things. So, with my apologies, forward into the breach! ;)
Sunday, August 16, 2009
And then last week, we got some very bad family news. My grandmother (dad's mother) has been diagnosed with an aggressive form of cancer. It's spread to the lymph nodes and the outlook is not good. So I may be around in the next week or so, but I also need to take mental time away to be with the family & think about things. Hopefully, I'll be back by the end of the week, though, as the blog affords me a chance to get things out in writing which I don't get anywhere else.
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
OK, one thing at a time. I got home very early Sunday morning. Had a wonderful time on vacation, but happy to be back for a bit. The Boy will sleep at home tomorrow night for the first time in two weeks & it will be good to have him back!
As you probably noticed, I did not have any internet connection on vacation & therefore did not post at all. However, before I left, I noticed that between the three blogs I own, I have written over 600 posts in the 3.5 years that I've been doing this. Crazy. I think the break-down went something like this: Hodoeporicon - 547 (now 548), Museophilia - 70, and Wer Ond Wif - 21. You can tell which one I've had the longest, huh?
Will post some vacation photos soon!
Friday, July 24, 2009
Unfortunately, The Boy is on a two-week military training, so he has to miss this trip, which would have been his first time at my family's summer place. However, he & I are planning a trip up at the end of August, so that thought is sustaining me through 2+ weeks without him.
I should have limited internet access while at the cottage, so I may pop in here for a post or two. If not, see you the first week of August!
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
She got married last year, so she plugged in the text of her wedding ceremony. And lo and behold - the three most common words were her name, her wife's name, and the word "love." Really shows their priorities, huh?
I started off by popping in the text of my resume (above, click to biggify). The biggest/most common words appear to be historical, exhibit, research, assistant, and new. Not bad for an emerging museum professional! So go on - you know you want to. Go play with it yourself!
Thursday, July 16, 2009
On Friday afternoon, we walked to the church around the corner (the one we're considering having the wedding in!) & gave blood. Since we were doing so at the same time, the nurses had a friendly competition going as to who would finish first. I'm proud to say that I smoked my future husband, pumping out a pint of blood in 4 minutes, 36 seconds. ;)
Afterwards, we were a little woozy, so we got barbecue delivered. Yeah, that's what I said. Southern BBQ, delivered, in New Hampshire. It's from MoJo's & it's good. Later, we went out for a couple of beers with a couple of friends & proved ourselves wicked cheap dates. Two beers was enough after the afternoon's loss of blood. After a stop at Gilley's for cheeseburgers & poutine, we took our tipsy selves home.
Bright & early the next morn, we were up to watch our roommate run in a 5K that went right past our front door. We made a sign for him (his nickname around the apartment is "Monkey," so it said "Go Monkey Go!" & had a picture of spider monkey) & cheered from our perch on the front steps as he went by.
Around 1:30, we headed down to Charlestown to check out the Tall Ships at the Navy Yard. We waited in an interminably long line to board the Amistad, then after a stop for chicken fingers & fries, waited in a much shorter line to see the Bluenose II. Having roots in the Maritimes, she's the one I really wanted to see anyway. Besides, I interned for the last nine months at the USS Constitution Museum, so I've toured Constitution quite recently. And we can always go back!
After we finished our ship-ogling, we headed to Cambridge to a show at the Middle East. Doors opened an hour later than we thought, so we popped into my old local, the People's Republic, for a beer & a bit of the Sox game. Then, back to the Mid East for a good mewithoutyou show.
We spent the night at my sister's in Hometown, then spent much of the next day at the Franklin Park Zoo with her, her husband, and the little things. :) We were exhausted when we got home, of course, but it was a fun weekend!
Saturday, July 11, 2009
A & B go over to C’s house with a bottle of moonshine. A says to C, “Try some of this shine.”
C roars, “I’m not drinking your shine.”
A pours him a glass and says, “Come on, just try it.”
C: “No, I’ll not be having any of your shine.”
A: “It’s all we’ve got.”
C: “Well, maybe I’ll just try it.”
The boys go on a tear & try to cook up some supper around midnight. They’ve got some mackerel they jigged earlier that day & want something to put with it. A says, “I want a cabbage." C roars, “You’re not getting my cabbage!” They go back & forth for a bit, then A wins & the cabbage goes into the pot with the mackerel and some potatoes. When it’s time to eat, they discover that C, a crabby old bachelor, only has 1 fork, 1 knife, and 1 spoon. They each grab one utensil and make do as they can.
In the morning, B stumbles home to his wife & says, “See if you can dig up some silverware for the poor old bugger.” She brings some over and C roars at her, “I don’t need any of your old silverware!”
Thursday, July 09, 2009
- The Decemberists
- G. Love & Special Sauce
- Lily Allen
- David Bowie
- Arcade Fire
(One might argue that since I'm currently posting about the playlist instead of properly working, it hasn't actually inspired me to be that productive. But then, one might be a capitalist, unimaginative jerk-butt if one did so. Take that, left side of my brain!)