Showing posts with label history family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label history family. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

The Kiss...who can resist...


We all know THE KISS when we see it.
The KISS brings us joy, pain, contentment, anger, fear, tears …. vulnerability and emotions we never knew we had.
It is associated with LOVE but it doesn’t have to be, as we all kiss for different reasons, some of which are shown here.

The Kiss of Passion

The Kiss of Innocence

The Kiss of Betrayal

The Kiss of Death


The Kiss of An Angel



The Kiss or Rear Ender

The Kiss Off



The Candy Kisses



The Princely Kiss


The Friendship Kiss


The Farewell Kiss

The Butterfly or Laughing Eskimo Kiss




The Well Known Beloved Kiss

The Final Kiss


Next to eating, THE KISS is the most important thing in all our lives.
As beings with human emotion, THE KISS can expose truths and lies better than any court of law.
It connects and separates better than telephones and walls and it unites better than flowers, chocolates or ice cream.
Without it…. we’d be very lonely people indeed.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

and what good is it if we can't laugh at ourselves, eh?....




A plane is on its way to Detroit when a blonde woman in economy class gets up and moves into an open seat in the first class section.

The flight attendant watches her do this, and politely informs the woman that she must sit in economy class because that's the type of ticket she paid for.

The blonde replies, "I'm blonde, I'm beautiful, I'm going to Detroit and I'm staying right here."

After repeated attempts and no success at convincing the woman to move, the flight attendant goes into the cockpit and informs the pilot and co-piolet that there's a blonde bimbo sitting in first class who refuses to go back to her proper seat. The co-pilot goes back to the woman and explains why she needs to move, but once again the woman replies by saying, "I'm blonde, I'm beatiful, I'm going to Detroit and I'm staying right here."

The co-pilot returns to the cockpit and suggests that perhaps they should have the arrival gate call the police and have the woman arrested when they land. The pilot says, "You say she's blonde? I'll handle this. I'm married to a blonde. I speak blonde." He goes back to the woman and whispers quietly in her ear, and she says, "Oh, I'm sorry," then quickly moves back to her seat in economy class.

The flight attendant and co-pilot are amazed and ask him what he said to get her to move back to economy without causing any fuss.

"I told her first class isn't going to Detroit."

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

A Democratic Genghis Khan?


Mongolia’s Ghengis Khan of the 12th-13th Centuries is now renown for spreading Democracy.

In 1990 Mongolia held a multi party election and by 1992 obtained itself a constitution.

According to history, Ghengis Khan promoted participatory government, rule by law, equality under the law,

and basic personal and human freedoms.

Portraits of Genghis Khan are common in Mongolia today.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Chucky...my Chuck...





I got my shepherd, Chucky, from a woman who raised guard dogs, in Montreal.
She dealt mainly with Dobermans and Shepherds.

We didn’t know who she was when we entered this small house, which I am now not so
sure she really lived in, but maybe she did.
There were two black Dobermans sitting on the couch, staring at you like Bobsey twins but they didn’t move.
She welcomed us in and then she called her friend to bring in the puppy.

Well, this so called 8 week old puppy, was huge!
She plopped him into my arms and I had a hard time holding it. He was so heavy.
My husband and I immediately fell in love.
He had a great looking black nose, huge fat paws,his exoskeleton felt like he would
grow up to be humungous and I was assured he would also have some brown on him.
His eyes looked up at you in this helpless, baby fashion, like the, I want my Mommy, look.
He was such a cute, big bear, ……baby.



I tried putting him on the floor to have a better look but the woman said no. If he does it once on the floor,he will always do it.She said with so many dogs, she could not afford this to happen.
She asked if I would like to meet his grand father. I said sure.
Once taking the pup away, she called ol granpa and he came in all wagawagging,full of kisses.
He rubbed himself around your legs like a cat.

He was huge, with a very big head. He’d roll over and was just such a pleasant fellow
I figured, gosh... this is just what I wanted.

She asked me…...do you like him?
I said yes! Very much so.
Then she said, I will show you something.
She took us into the basement and she said whatever happens …..don’t move.

She brought her friend in and he had this pad over his arm.
She bade the dog to “watch” and ol grandpa turned into this wicked, ugly looking, fierce monstrosity, I had ever seen.

She told him to attack and he attacked the arm of the man.
The man pushed an old thick telephone book, 3 - 4 inches thick,at him. With one bite, he bit right through….The book was now... in half.
I winced.

No leg or arm, would withstand a bite such as this.



Even if we wanted to, my husband and I could not move.
Once the show was over, she told him “at ease” and he immediately turned back into loveable ol granpa.
Not a mean streak in him.

She explained that this dog had no mean streak in him.
He was just following orders and all her dogs are the same.
She trains them and rents them to businesses.
She said one D’Epanneur rented her dog and the dog was
fine until one fellow came in and the dog immediately knew something was not right
about him. He gave a small growl, enough for the owner to stop and pay attention to something going wrong.
The dog, prepared the man for something bad to happen.

The customer was a thief and the man was able to get the police to come before he left the store or even know the police was called.
The police arrested him and found he was armed.



Training and control, was what her dogs were all about.
Then she asked me again, do you still like this dog?

My husband and I were so impressed we said yes, we want a dog exactly like grand pa and she laughed. Loll
So we took Chucky home . At home, he huffed and puffed, trying to get into a flower pot.

We took him outside but he did not do anything. We brought him inside and he ran around whining and crying.
We had another dog at home and I told my husband to take her out so she pees.
He did that and then we took Chucky outside to smell. He put two and two together, that it was ok to pee on the grass.

So he peed and peed and peed and that fat, huge puppy, shrunk in size, to the normal size a puppy his age should be.

We laughed thinking boy, did his nostrils flare. He must have been suffering.
But he never peed in the house, made no damage anywhere and he was exactly like grandpa.

Kids played on him. If my baby boy pulled his fur too much, he’d take his little hand gently into his mouth and pull it off as if to say..... no.
The mail man, at first, was not happy when we would tie the dog to the front door but he understood, Chucky was there for him. Every day he and Chucky had a relationship going on and he really loved the mail man and vs.
Once when we were clipping our hedges, Chucky growled and we looked up and saw some
guys we didn’t know, going into a neighbors' back yard.



She wasn’t home, so we called the police and they came and arrested them.
They were trying to break in and they were not even a day out of prison.

So the woman’s story about her dogs came true, in Chucky as well.

My husband soon learned he had a good jogging companion. They had the same coloring, black and tan (my husband wore a black beard then) lol. When they ran, they looked like twins. Being a long distance runner,my husband had to carry the dog back on his back, the first time they went out but after a few runs, Chucky was right there, knowing the score.
Chucky knew how to climb ladders and my husband, who travelled a lot, knew not to mess with me when he got home.lol
As soon as he’d come to hug me from behind,
Chucky would get up, slowly circle round him, stand up on his two hind legs and dig his nails into his back to say...... No.


My husband had to watch his back..........but I loved my dog.
:)

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Tea anyone...have a Samovar


I have always loved the idea of making tea in Samovars.
My cousin, once upon a time ago, brought me one antique, having no idea of how much I would love it.

I never used it as I wouldn’t even know how, but I polished it and cleaned it and then would sit for hours admiring its’ handicraft.

In my imagination I could see this Samovar in it new shiny state being used where?
Maybe in a nice cultured home where tea was prepared, in the English afternoon fashion, or maybe it lived in a poor old farmhouse, keeping old hands warm or maybe it lived in a teahouse (called a traktir), and its tea was sold like we sell coffee today in the shops.Or maybe it had a fair amount of travelling to do since coming from the 18th Century, it went through civil wars, the Russian revolution and two world wars.



Maybe it had several owners who died many times over and now it came to me, here, all the way to Canada. If only it could talk….. what stories it would tell.

The very first Samovar was created in Tula, Russia, in the 1800’s by a man named Lysitsyn
( by the way, the root word, lysa, means fox loll).
Lysitsyn was a gun smith. He designed this samovar for him self, to run on charcoal.
The tea from it was sooo delicious, that the idea caught on and spread like wild fire and before you know it, Tula became famous for its’ Samovars.
Today’s Samovar is used as a decoration piece or it can be bought in an electric model. Like the Faberge Egg, it comes in many styles and colors. They are still wonderful topics of discussion, as you sit serving your guests, the best cup of tea in the world.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

The 16th Century revisited


Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and still smelled pretty good by June. However, they were starting to smell, so brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.


Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children. Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it. Hence the saying, Don’t throw the baby out with the Bath water..


Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath.. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof. Hence the saying . It’s raining cats and dogs.



There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house..This posed a real problem in the bed-room where bugs and other drop-pings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection.. That’s how canopy beds came into existence.



The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, Dirt poor. The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was
placed in the entranceway. Hence the saying a thresh hold.



In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving left-overs in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been
there for quite a while. Hence the rhyme, Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old..



Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, bring home the bacon. They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and chew the fat..


Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.


Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the upper crust.



Lead cups were used to drink ale or whisky. The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up. Hence the custom of holding a wake.



England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive. So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift.) to listen for the bell; thus, thus someone could be, saved by the bell or was considered a ..dead ringer..

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Happy Easter my lovely friends




Because He emptied Himself of all but love, you can be filled.

Because His body was broken, your life can be whole.

Because His blood was shed, your sin can be forgiven.

Because He submitted to injustice, you can forgive.

Because He finished His Father's work, your life has worth.

Because He was forsaken, you will never be alone.

Because He was buried, you can be raised.

Because He lives, you don't have to be afraid.

Because He was raised, you can live eternally.

Because He reached down to you,
you don't have to work your way up to Him.

Because His promises are always true, you can have HOPE!

Because Christ did not remain in the tomb,

But conquered death by rising again,

We can live in the joy of the full salvation

Provided by a risen, living, coming Redeemer!












Easter blessings from the heart ~ from me to you!

Monday, April 6, 2009

I Must Go Down to the Sea


I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face and a grey dawn breaking.

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.




- John Masefield
Guess we need to email Gordon Campbell and ask him how he is safe guarding our land and majestic heritage here in BC.
This documentary is important to watch for all Canadians as well as the world.
Raif Mair
Petula Clark Kiss me good bye.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P7xBdTYfdDI

Good Morning !!!!
It certainly looks like Monday blues outside. Snow again for many people. That sucks lol
But Monday's child is fair of face so we will get through it like we always do.
Today I have a lox recipe to share made from salmon which, unlike sturgeon, is readily available in most grocery stores. Its so easy and great with phili, pepper and bagels.
I also included a chart showing which fish have the least amount of mercury.
I love tuna but never buy it now because of the mercury levels they say are in it.
Good news for this fish if they fish less for it now.
One Beluga in the St Lawrence has enough toxins in it, to kill 50 men.
People are not fish. We can't tolerate as much as a Beluga.
Cooking is an art and I am not that great of a cook. You need to love cooking to be great at it.
I am more like Nigel and Sally.Nigel bragged to Sally:
The two things I cook best are meatloaf and apple pie. he said.
Which is this? Sally answered. lol
But lox is easy for any one to make.

Selecting your Fish


Cured Salmon (Lox) and Sauce


Ingredients:
2 filets, weighing about 2 pounds 3 Tbsp coarse sea salt or kosher salt
For the Sauce:
1 cup whipping cream A good bunch (1/2-cup) of herbs — dill, chervil, or chives, or a mixture of these — finely chopped Salt and pepper


Instructions:


Carefully remove any small bones from the filets (tweezers will help). Sprinkle the filets with the salt, on the skin side as well as inside (the salt must be coarse, not fine, so that it draws out the moisture; fine salt is absorbed and results in too salty fish), and put them together to reform the fish. Cover with plastic wrap and leave in the refrigerator for 12 hours, turning the salmon over when juices start to collect.
Before serving, scrape off the salt and wipe with a paper towel, then rinse in cold water. Taste a piece. If it is too salty, the saltiness can be removed by soaking in fresh water for as long as necessary. Cut thin slices at an angle.


To make the sauce, whip the cream and add the herbs and salt and pepper.

A different way to catch fish.
Maybe we should try?

http://www.bofunk.com/video/620/jump_fishing.html

Today in History:

1917 US enters WW1

1830 Mormon Church founded in the US

1896 First modern olympic agmes in Athens, Greece

1909 North Pole reached by US Robert Peary

1965 Worlds first commercial communication satellite launched

Birthdays:

Jesus -0, 1483 Jean Babtiste Rousseau, 1866 Butch Cassidy, 1874 Harry Houdini, 1928 James Watson scientist who discovered DNA structure.

Petula Clark I will follow him

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N6X2u3sH3jc&feature=related

Petula Clark. LOVE ,THIS IS MY SONG

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V8XmLuTmKIM&feature=related

Have a good one every one!!!