The ship ...
The food ....
The sand ....
on the beach ...Yeah, it was really that beautiful.
More later!

(this is in the microwave - you get the idea of how high it goes, and it did spill over the edge a small bit, but it's not hard to clean up. Next time I might try making it in a pyrex measuring cup.)
It does sink back down a bit when you remove it from the microwave.

Today I heard about a new contest, of sorts. The Yarn Harlot, a knitter from Canada, has challenged knitters everywhere to get a picture taken with a politician - or a famous person - where that person is holding a sock in the process of being knit.
Then another reader of the Yarn Harlot's blog got a picture of Barack Obama holding a sock-in-the-works. Her brother actually took this picture, and her camera didn't work, so this is the best it got to be, but still. It's Barack Obama holding a sock!!!
Oh my gosh I hope you can read this. I found it here, and it is so funny - because it is so TRUE. If you can't quite make out the descriptors, they are:Your Pizza Says: |
You tend to be attracted to rustic, homemade foods. You don't like fancy restaurant food. You prefer your own cooking. Pizza Topping You Should Try: Basil Stay away from: Any pizza overloaded with a mess of toppings |

I went with another League of Women Voters volunteer, and in less than two hours we registered 74 people who had either never voted before, or who had moved since their last voting experience.
We heard so many people saying how nice it was to have this service offered, and so many people thanked us for doing it. It was fun talking with them as they signed up, and seeing the enthusiasm in their faces as they thought about exercising that great American right - the VOTE.
It got pretty crowded (we handed out candy, too, which always helps) and at the end we packed up and left, feeling invigorated by being a part of this important process.

As I get older, I suppose it's inevitable that more and more people I know and care about should be diagnosed with various illnesses. Lately I have just had enough of cancer, though.
After I wrote and posted the above, I found out Paul Newman died today. Yes, from cancer. What a great man he was. I admire his acting, his philathropy, but most of all his committment to his wife and family.
He was 83, married to Joanne Woodward for 50 years, father of 6. He won awards, and gave away more than $250 million to charity.
New Hollywood wannabes should take a page from his book and be half so good.
This week is a bit tough for me. Dancing With the Stars has a 3-episode season premiere. THREE EPISODES. Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. I missed all of Monday, since I forgot it was coming, and I only saw part of last night. I really wanted to see Cloris Leachman dance. I mean, that woman is OLD and unlike many Hollywood aging divas, she apparently is doing nothing to hide it. So I hope she is still in there when I finally do get to see an episode!
Amazing Race starts on Sunday. This has become probably my favorite show, because I get such enjoyment out of seeing where they go. Last year they filmed two episodes in the tiny African nation of Burkina Faso, and I actually know someone who lives there right now (Peace Corps volunteer) so HOW COOL WAS THAT? I am very eager to see what route they take around the world this season.
This is what $400 will get'cha these days at your neighborhood Lego store.
The boys & I were there last night - in my cleaning the house for book club last week, I found 2 Lego gift cards that they received last year for their birthdays (a scant 10 months ago) (yes, that's how bad the piles of clutter can be in my house) so being the kind of mom that I am, I picked them up from school and we headed straight to the Mall, where they were immediately captivated by this set (all 3803 pieces of it) but even they, sensible boys that they are, knew better than to even suggest it be purchased for their enjoyment.
But as a veteran Lego-mom, I could totally appreciate this set. It was pretty darn amazing.
I have always thought that Melissa Gilbert and Diane Lane look like sisters and I am always amazed that you never see their photos in one of those "separated at birth" features. This is the only picture I have found of them together (given an exhaustive 48 second search) and I still think they look related. I love them both!

This is the Oslo Harbor, with the City Hall proudly overlooking the entrance to the city.
A view from Frogner Park (or Vigeland's Park, as it is sometimes called for the sculptor Gustav Vigeland) which is a magnificent garden of sculptures honoring and celebrating the human spirit.
The Oslo Cathedral, located at one end of Karl Johan's Gate, the main shopping street in downtown Oslo. I took the train almost every day in and out of downtown, to the station located just behind the church. This became one of my most favorite landmarks.
At the other end of Karl Johan's Gate is the palace. Norwegian royalty is known for being accessible and friendly. During the gas shortage in the 70's, the King rode the streetcars with everyone else. The King (Olav IV) was also famous for making his chauffeur sit in the backseat of the limo so he could drive!
This is where I lived - if not this exact building, one just like it a block over. My apartment was on the top floor and I could see Oslo Harbor from my balcony. It was about a 20 minute train ride outside of downtown, and I loved living there.
And here's a treat, a picture of me & him, from way back then ...I stayed about 2 1/2 years, but eventually my work permit was denied, and since I was no longer feeling sure that my personal Norwegian prince was THE one for me, I couldn't marry him (which would have allowed me to stay), so I left ... and haven't been back, since.
While there, I became fluent in Norwegian, learned to knit, learned to rosemal (Norwegian folk art painting), travelled all over the country, made life-long friends that I am still in contact with, got to know my extended family (my grandfather, who died long before I was born, was born and raised in Norway and left behind a large family to come to Minnesota when he was a teen.) I learned to understand and appreciate the Norwegian sensibilities, their politics, their social programs, their ideas of fun, their value of family and health. I cross-country skied, I hiked, I ate lutefisk (ok, only once), I reveled in being a part of the community.
Oslo, kjaere Oslo, jeg savner deg!
I started reading The Friday Night Knitting Club once before, and put it down after a few chapters because I just could not buy into the characters, and it's really hard for me to read a book where I don't care a whit about the people in the book.
I have to say it's a resounding YES ~ buying the Wii itself was a big investment ($250 give or take), and then the WiiFit package is another $90. Really, that's quite a bit more than I would normally spend on something electronic that can't create documents for me, but let's face it, I'm not getting any younger, and I have been searching for over three decades to find an exercise program that I can stick with.

Did anyone watch the Stand Up To Cancer special last night? Hard not to if you watched broadcast TV - how cool was that, that it was on ABC, NBC and CBS all at the same time?
Today I went back to the State Fair, for one last walk through the crowded streets filled with the aromas of everything-on-a-stick. And I tried something new.