Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Ta Da! My New Office...

I know you all have been waiting. Here it is. Our new (renovated) building and my new office. My very own, private office. Sorta bittersweet. I miss Marci tons :( I still see her all the time. We have lunch together like always. But I don't have anyone (besides G, and she does count) to TALK to all day long! Marci and I would have an ongoing conversation all day long, both of us only half listening half the time, but that was fine. I miss that.

Anyway, on to the pictures.

This was last Thursday.


Friday.


Today. All done.


The new STIC.


That very first window on the left? That was gonna be my office window. But that's a double office and when Marci got a new position she had to leave our office with a window. I didn't really want to take my chances on who I would get as a replacement officemate, so I bolted, too, to my own office, sans window. Window offices are a very rare commodity in our new building. I used to have 3 huge windows! Now, none. And a bright blue wall. No, I did NOT get to pick the color. I like the carpet, though. And, actually, the blue is growing on me. It's not so bright in person. And my grandpa's paintings look good on it. So, there's that.

And finally, the jam session going on TONIGHT in my dining room.


That's Ken, from Magnolia Drive, (also from STIC, across the hall from me, and a very big fan of G's), my hubby and Pat (aka Mr. Sweetfern) from The 2nd Class Citizens. Oh yeah. This is a blues jam, complete with harmonica. Very nice to blog to.

Monday



This is my beautiful family, reveling in being TOGETHER tonight...no one has to go anywhere. Smile. G is feeling very cuddly, happy to be home.

John's colonoscopy went well....if you can say that about any colonoscopy! He did wake up in the middle of it....yikes. He said it was very "uncomfortable." I bet! But, they didn't find anything, so that's good. I guess. In one way it would be nice if they could find SOMETHING! already. But, at least he is clean as a whistle, now.

We were back home around 1pm with a stop for lunch in Cortland on the way, so that wasn't too bad. We both took nice nap, then I went to pick up G at Grandma's house. And now we're home.

Sunday, September 28, 2008

A Freakin' Crazy Weekend!

Holy cow, is it Tuesday yet? No? Sh*t!

This week has been pure madness, topped off with a crazy weekend.

As you know, we worked from home Monday-Wednesday, which was fun, but also exhausting. I actually don't think I like working from home. Weird, I know.

Then, we moved into our new offices Thursday-Friday. I will have pics of my new office next week...I want to show you the "all finished" look.

The original plan for this weekend was to leave immediately after work on Friday to drive to East Hampton, Long Island to see John's "rich side" of the family. This plan was the subject of much debate and indecision because we would have had to rush back on Sunday so that John could "get ready" for his big day on Monday...more on that later. Ultimately, though, the decision to call off the trip was made for us when John's Great Aunt Fran, who was to host us, broke her foot at the end of the week. I feel awful for her, but am a little thankful we ended up not going.

So, instead, we went down to Monticello, NY on Saturday to see John's Uncle Jimmy and his family and Aunt Rosanne and Richie. G had a good time playing with Jimmy's 2 kids.


She also warmed right up to Uncle Richie.


And had fun dancing with Uncle Jimmy.


And though she didn't want to go to Aunt Ro at first, she decided she wasn't so bad either after some coaxing.


We stayed down there for about 4 1/2 hours and played and ate. Then we said goodbye and drove home to Binghamton. To John's mom's house. Where we dropped G off to spend the night with Nana again. And her three cousins. It was very hard to leave G again after just leaving her last week. But, John and I had made a promise to a friend from work. So, we were off.

We went to Cyber Cafe to hear Magnolia Drive which is our friend Ken's band. Ken has asked us to come hear them several times over the summer, but we haven't been able to go, so...we kinda had to go last night. Gina met up with us there, after going to a wedding and possibly having a few drinks. She was rather outspoken about her feelings on "hippy dippy music." But we had fun. Mr. and Mrs. Sweetfern also met us at Cyber, so it was great to hang with them for a while.

Sunday morning, John and I got to sleep in till 10:30am!! That was nice! Off to the grocery store for a few things. Then it was back to John's mom's house to pick up G. She was happy to see us :)

...THEN, it was home again, for John to get ready for his big day on Monday. His big day involves a colonoscopy in Syracuse. At 7:30am. So, today he had to drink a gallon full of this sick, yellow, sticky, awful, lemonadey goo. YUM! And, after forcing that down (quite literally) he has spent the last 5 1/2 hours (and counting) running back and forth to the bathroom.

Meanwhile, I made more homemade applesauce and watched the Bills win their 4th straight game to leave them 4-0 for the season..one of only 3 teams!!!

And, G went away again :( My mother came and picked her up at about 6:30pm to take her home for the night. I gave her a bath just before she left. I put her in her jammies for the ride, and since her hair was wet, I put a pink fuzzy hat on her. OHHHH, I should have taken a pic! You HAD to see her in her warm, fuzzy, soft footy pjs and her pink hat! It was the absolute epitemy of cuteness!

But I am so sad to not have my little girl home for the second night in a row! Boo! However, remember how I said John has to be in Syracuse at 7:30? AM?! Yeah, so we have to leave home at 6am tomorrow. Yeah. Fun day.

So....is is Tuesday yet??

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

It's all coming together now

Hallelujah!! My laptop has been resurrected! The Computer dude replaced the hard drive and John and I spent hours installing, downloading and copying files and now it is as good as new. In fact, it is new...basically. It has ALL new innards. I lost a bunch of pics that weren't backed up (I know, I know....I vow to turn over a new leaf, I have learned my lesson and all that.) Luckily the best of the pics were uploaded to Shutterfly.

AND....coming tomorrow (or Friday) post/pics of my brand new office! That's right! We are moving in/unpacking TOMORROW already! Those moving guys are fast! I'm actually excited about it...my emotions swing like a freakin' pendulum sometimes. :)

Oh, and here's the jam session that is going on in my dining room as I write this.


That's my hubby and Mr. Sweetfern. Hmmmm, homemade music is a nice way to blog.

And here are the shoes I picked up today for G. I figured as long as they are cute I will be much better able to deal with her getting big enough to need them. Yes, that is a new stripey fall sweater, too. DAMN YOU Babies R Us and all your cute, irresistible, cuddly baby clothes!


So, I am feeling much more optimistic this week.

Monday, September 22, 2008

I'm callin' it "OMG Pumpkin Bread"

Because we have been dislocated this week, my department at work is having our weekly meeting at our supervisor's house tomorrow afternoon. She has hosted us there before for what we affectionately call our "deck meetings." Basically we all get together on her deck and eat (and drink...its a long afternoon...) and have fun. Have I mentioned that I L-O-V-E my boss, JoAnne? She is AWESOME!

Anyway, so we all bring something to pass. I decided to make pumpkin bread with cream cheese frosting...it just felt so "fallish."

Here's the recipe I used...it is to die for! I swear!

1 (15 ounce) can pumpkin puree
4 eggs
1 cup canola oil
2/3 cup water
3 cups white sugar
3 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
2 teaspoons baking soda
1 1/2 teaspoons salt
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1 teaspoon ground nutmeg
1/2 teaspoon ground cloves
1/4 teaspoon ground ginger
1 teaspoon vanilla

And I added 1/2 cup plain applesauce to make it extra moist.

1. Preheat oven to 350*F. Grease and flour 2 9x5 loaf pans.

2. In a large bowl, mix together pumpkin puree, eggs, oil, water and sugar until well blended. Add in soda, salt and spices, blend. Mix in flour one cup at a time. Pour into prepared pans.

3. Bake for about 65 mins. Loaves are done when toothpick in center comes out clean.

Notes:

1. If you add the applesauce, it will probably add about another 7-10 mins to the baking time. I just kept checking it...it probably took about 75 mins total, and they are still a little moist...which was the point of the applesauce.

2. If you are an ambitious girl and want to make our own pumpkin puree from whole pumpkins (Sweetfern, I'm lookin' at you! And Mrs. Danby...what are you nuts? Pumpkin pie from real pumpkins?? Who has ever heard of such a thing!) you are on your own cause I have no idea how much pumpkin you have to puree to get 15 oz. I don't want to know.


So, there you have it. It is OMG, I promise.

Is the word "Sadder" or "More Sad"?

John found this question mildly amusing. Ok, he is still on the floor laughing at me. He said I shouldn't be blogging right now as my "wordsmithing needs some tinkering." Oh, I guess the last sentence of my previous post went into the equation, according to him.

Anyhoo, I wanted to title this post "More Sad than I Thought." Or possibly, "A Sadder Goodbye than I Expected." Thus, my dilema.

Friday was the last day I will ever be in my office at 24 Prospect Ave. I finished packing up as the movers were working one floor below me to clear out all our stuff and move it over to our new STIC building at 135 E. Frederick St. Today (Monday) my floor gets moved, so John and G and I are working from home (see me work...) The movers will finish up this week and we expect to be moving into our new offices by next Monday.

I was sadder (more sad? I still don't know, cause I never got a straight answer) than I thought I would be on Friday. I was actually near tears. I am a pretty sentamental person, I guess. It's just that the old building will be torn down in a few weeks to make way for a new Broome County Intermodal Transportation Hub...whatever the hell that is. It is actually a fancy bus station. And our old building, that is, granted, falling apart, full of poisonous chemicals and lead paint, and diesal fumes and dust...our old building that encompasses Broome County's past-that started life as a cigar factory, spent some time as a NYSEG lab (thus the chemicals) and then housed Southern Tier Independence Center for 13 years...our old building will be gone very shortly. And I kinda liked that old building. For one thing, I liked my 3 huge windows...even though they overlooked the Greyhound Bus Station. I really liked my office mate, Marci, who many of you have heard so much about over the years. I liked the feeling of family that the people who shared the 2nd floor with me created. In the new building, I will have a private office...no windows, it will be small, and no Marci. She is moving to a new position in a month. She'll still be at STIC, so I will see her daily, but it won't be the same. And our little 2nd floor community will be dispursed throughout the entire new building. Oh, change! Sigh...

Some moving pics.


My half of the office, all packed up.


Guess who? Peaking over the boxes.


My office companions.


One last memory.

Hello from G


This is what you get when you mix one independent baby and one jar of pureed sweet potatoes.


Daddy's biggest fan.



Hello from G.

Oh, a quick update on the computer (cause I know you are all waiting with baited breath.) You can uncross your appendages already! It didn't work!! The computer witch doctor was here on Friday. I had to leave work for 2 1/2 hours and come home so he could do his funky voodoo, and it still didn't work. Boo Hoo!! I had to corral a fussy baby and a nosy dog away from this guy sitting at my dining room table with my computer reduced to little tiny pieces. He took it all apart, replaced the mother board, the USB ports, the memory, and something else? And no go. So, he is coming back next week to replace the harddrive. If that doesn't work, they damn well better give me a brand spankin' new computer, I'll tell you what!

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Guess What? I love my Husband!

So, John and I decided a few weeks ago, while EVERYONE we knew was out of town, that we could use a little break from parenting. If you have kids, you know that this is a difficult proposition. You absolutely love your kids and the time you spend with them. But sleep deprivation and constant vigilance take their toll, and sometimes you just want a break...even though you don't want to NOT be with your kid. It's a weird dichotomy. But look at me, 24 baby free hours and I can use big words again! Anyway, we dropped G off at Nana's house yesterday around noon. She had a pajama party with Nana and her 3 cousins, Sophia, Alana and Dante. (Poor Nana!) The other kids were not there when we dropped G off. She immediately set to crawling around and playing. John and I said our goodbyes and headed for the door. She started to crawl after us with this dubious look, like, wait a minute....what are you doing...I smell a set up! Quick, that girl! But she did fine after we left.

John had an appointment for work, so we drove out to the hills of Conklin...my old childhood stomping grounds. He went in for a visit and I sat in the car and read an actual book. Uninterrupted. Nice. This place was beautiful. We were on top of the mountain and the trees were all beginning to turn. John parked under a big old tree, maybe oak? So, I sat with the windows down, under the shady tree, listening to the sounds of the country, feeling the delicious breeze and smelling the fresh air. It was really quite nice, even though I was just sitting in the car.

After he was done we went to lunch at Tony's for our customary Portabello Panini sandwiches. DELICIOUS!!!! I spent some time deconstructing mine so I can recreate it at home. I can't figure out the sauce they use. It is some sort of Italian Dressing, but spicy. I will try doctoring up some italian with red pepper flakes and see if I can make it. OMG, those sammies are sooooo good!

At home we did have to suck it up and do some housework. We cleaned up the disgusting yard and John mowed (maybe the second to last mowing of the year? hmmm, its definately fall.) and I cleaned out my car. But, after that, it was sitting around doing NOTHING. I read more of my book, John watched golf. I didn't have to make one bottle, change one diaper, prevent one spill, pick up shredded magazine pieces or straighten strewn cookbooks. However, I also didn't get silly baby raspberry kisses on my arm so it was a definate trade off.

We walked to a late (8pm!) dinner at Lampy's on Main St. It was a beautiful evening for a walk. We had never been to Lampy's before, and, although it was mucho dinero, it was so worth it! Wow, we had complimentary bruschetta drizzled with the best balsamic vinegar I have ever had! It was so sweet and thick! They do a "spice tray" at your table where they mix fresh roasted garlic, parmesean cheese, red pepper, EVOO, and balsamic vinegar to your liking for a dipping sauce for fresh italian bread. Umm, yum. Next, possibly the best french onion soup of my life. John had a ceasar salad that he wasn't impressed with, so there's that. BUT, then they brought out our entrees........WOW! I had Veal Chops Saltemboca. A huge veal chop stuffed with proscuitto and fontina cheese, covered with marasala sauce and mushroom caps. With grilled asparagus on the side. Words literally fail me as to how good this was. John had a filet mignon drenched with hollandaise and asparagus. It was cooked to absolute perfection.

We walked home...I must admit to being a little tipsed after the 2 yummy glasses of chardonnay. I seranaded John while we walked with a lullaby that has been stuck in my head for days now. And we played Trivial Pursuit at home. We ended up calling that a draw around the middle of the game...which is always a good thing for our marriage, as we both have a wee bit of a competitive streak...

And this morning. We slept in. Till 9:30am! Unheard of around here. And I didn't have to get up once in the night to do anything.

But, I miss my little chicaboo. So, we are off to get her soon. I hate loosing 24 whole hours from her life. But I hear she has had a great time at Nana's. She ate well, and played hard, I'm sure. And I bet I get a nice welcome when she sees me. Ah, that's nice, too.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

There is hope for my computer

Yay! The Sony guy is coming to my house tomorrow to fix my laptop! Yay!! I don't know if he will lay hands on it and speak life back into it, or do some shaman dance, or maybe sprinkle fairy dust...whatever, I just hope it works. It would be ok if he did some wire/micro chip funky magic, too. Keep all appendages crossed, ok? Thanks!

Sunday, September 14, 2008

A Season of Change

Well, I packed up all of G's summer clothes this weekend. Little baby skin baring sun-dresses and shorts. Adorable tiny bathing suits. All packed away in a big plastic bag.

John was kind enough to point out that she will never be small enough to wear any of it again. Yes, I know that, I am trying not to think about it. But sometimes I can't not think about it. We are moving into fall, a change of seasons, and a season of change. It seems it is always a season of change when you have a baby. They just don't stop changing, growing, needing you a little less each day as they learn to do more for themselves.

I got out all of Giuliana's warm fall/winter clothes. Here is her fall closet.

Heavy on sweaters, long pants, turtlenecks, stockings...very little soft, bare baby skin. She will need to be wearing shoes soon, too. She is inching closer and closer to that inevitable time when she stands on her own, then takes those first wobbly steps. She will need a good, strong shoe for that. No more bare little piggy toes.

Another change is coming soon, too. Here is G trying out her big girl car seat.

Still a little big for her, but she is growing out of her carrying seat. She will be in this seat in the next few weeks, as soon as I can let her go enough do it. Oh, some things will be easier when she is in this seat. I won't have to carry that heavy car seat around-12lbs of seat, 20+ lbs of baby is a killer on the back. But this change will mean I will have a big girl who rides in the front of the grocery cart, not a baby who is strapped in her car seat on top of the cart. It will mean carrying a wide eyed girl on my hip into the world, not having a tiny newborn who sleeps peacefully unaware through most trips, snuggled tight in her seat. And soon enough it will mean holding her hand as she walks into her own world.

Her new word is baby. She learned to say that this weekend. And everytime she says "baby," it reminds me again that she is quickly outgrowing this word, and soon we will have a little girl.

New Layout

Whatcha think? I worked really hard on it, but I'm not sure it all works. Comments and suggestions welcome. Thanks!

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Scenes from my kitchen, again

Geez, what is it about impending autumn that makes me loose my mind? I haven't nested this bad since I was 8 months pregnant. I can't seem to get out of my kitchen these days. I like to cook. I would even go so far as to say I love to cook. But ever since I brought home a squalling, needy, energy-sapping newborn (a very cute one, though) my urge to be anywhere near my stove has been about zilch. But for some reason, it's back, with a vengence! Fall has always been my favorite season to cook. Nobody enjoys being in the kitchen in the summer. Summer is all about grilling in the back yard, which is usually John's domain. So, come fall, I relish getting back inside and domesticating up some yummy, warm, comforting foods. So, I guess my 9 month hiatus has given my natural proclivities a major boost this year.

Anyhoo, here are some scenes from my kitchen today. On the menu:

Chile con Carne
Apple-Cinnamon Swirl Bread
Homemade Applesauce




This is what else was going on in my kitchen today.



That's the hole John cut in the basement door for the cats to use. (Ignore the ugly door, it is getting painted really soon, I swear.)


Peekaboo!



A busy kitchen



This one is from yesterday. It was G's first trip to the Binghamton Farmer's Market. That's where we picked up the apples, peppers, onions and three cute little mini pumpkins.

Tomorrow, I endeavor to get out of the kitchen and into G's closet. I have to change out her summer clothes for her fall/winter wardrobe. Stay tuned!

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

The Joy of Cooking (ok, this is one book I don't actually own)

I am the proud owner of 4 generations of family cookbooks. I love having these treasured books and clippings and recipe cards in my kitchen if for nothing more than inspiration. There is the tattered Better Homes and Gardens ubiquitous red and white checked tome that belonged to my father's mother, the grandmother that I never met. She passed away while my mother was pregnant with me. This book came to me surprisingly when my step-grandmother passed away. She had it in her cookbook collection. While my mother and I cleaned out her little kitchen in her retirement apartment I surreptitiously eyed those books and the overflowing recipe box that sat beside them. My mother must have seen my desire and I went home with several well-worn volumes spanning at least 4 decades and the aforementioned recipe box. I was thrilled to discover later, when I sat down to flip through my treasure, that that old BHG had belonged to my grandmother! I also have about a dozen pieces of a McCall's homemaker library from the early 60's that were my mother's when she was a new bride. I have another entertaining guide (complete not only with recipes, but centerpiece designs, etiquette rules, party games, cocktails, etc.) that was inscribed from my great-grandmother to my grandmother in 1959 "for your love of entertaining." And I have a cookbook that must have been my great-grandmother's as it is dated 1936. This is the one I consulted to make blueberry jam, which turned out to be blueberry conserves.

I have to admit that I cheated a bit and used store bought blueberries. Unfortunately I haven't found the time to go blueberry picking. I also decided to make stewed rhubarb using a recipe I learned in my childhood. My grandmother (who we lived with, my maternal grandmother) would pick fresh rhubarb from her garden right outside the back door and cook it down with sugar, a little water, a little salt and lemon juice. Then we would eat the warm stew over crunchy toast-rye is the best. YUM!!




The blueberry conserve in my great-grandmother's recipe book turned out to be so easy I really didn't even need a recipe. 1 cup berries to 3/4 cup sugar, smash some berries to start the juice and cook till desired consistancy. This is literally about all the recipe consisted of. I love that old cookbook. It doesn't bother with temperatures or even necessarily measurements. This was a book designed for women who knew their way around the kitchen and just needed the barest guidelines to produce something wonderful. "A temperate flame," "a handful of flour," "a hot oven"...I love it.

Here are my smashed blueberries, perhaps my favorite part of this exercise. I do love to smash produce!


G, of course, accompanied me in the kitchen. She had a wonderful time banging on the dog's water dish. It makes a delightful clanging sound! (This proves I am not uptight about a few germs, right?)


And, G too, appreciates my vaunted cookbook collection. Hopefully these books survive long enough to be passed on to her.

While I was at the store, these delicious concord grapes called out to me. I had to pick up a quart. Aren't they the very essence of those first days of fall? Before you really get into the whole pumpkin, apple, corn-husk fever that overtakes you somewhere around late September.



Here is my finished blueberry conserve. I think I may have let the sugar crystallize a bit...hmmm, that old cookbook forgot to warn about that. Those women...they just knew. Anyway, I won't make that mistake again. But I am pretty proud of my blue jelly jar.

And, at the end of a long kitchen session, this was my reward. A cup of tea (Tazo Calm, Kate) and a piece of toast slathered in rhubarb. Perfect!

Bad Mama, Great Baby

This is G in her little rain coat. So Cute, right?



It was raining yesterday morning when we were all getting ready to go to work. G slept in late, rare for her. She didn't get up till quarter to 8! So, she went to work in her jammies. And her rain coat. She looked so darn cute I had to take a picture. So, I put her in her car seat, which was sitting on the dining room table. And I turned around to grab the camera that was on the dining room hutch.

Notice I said that I PUT her in her car seat. I did not say that I strapped her in her car seat. I did not say that I followed every instruction on the car seat label and put the car seat on the floor. No, I put her in the car seat and then I turned around. And G sat forward, because she is not a fan of the car seat and likes to make it difficult to strap her in. And when she sat forward in the car seat that she wasn't strapped into and that was sitting on the dining room table, she fell out. Onto the floor! And the car seat followed her! Onto the floor, thankfully, not on to her!

Now notice that in this picture she is strapped in. And notice that her face is not red and puffy from crying. She has no visible bumps or bruises or cuts. Notice that she is sheepishly SMILING in this picture! This picture was taken approximately 4 minutes after she fell out of the car seat her BAD MAMA did not strap her into. This kid is resilient! She cried, of course. And I cried (and felt faint). And then she stopped crying. And she was fine. Amazingly fine. And when JOHN put her back in the car seat (not BAD MAMA), she was smiling! What a great baby!

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Valley of Opportunity?

I've had this post rolling around in my head for a week now. I needed to get some pictures, and I wanted to get some thoughts together. Sweetfern's post, here, got me thinking.

This is my house.



It is affectionately known as an "EJ House." That is because it was built in 1937 by the Endicott Johnson Corporation for one of it's employees. The employee was then able to purchase the home, financed by EJ at a reasonable interest rate. We live in whole neighborhood of these EJ homes. They mostly consist of about 4 different designs, some a little bigger, some a little smaller. Over the years, different owners have personalized them, of course. It's a nice neighborhood. Good layout to walk, comfortable size lots, a neighborhood park. The park has a carousel, another gift from EJ-specifically from George F. Johnson.

Here's the entrance to the park.




Here's a close-up of the building directly across the street from the park.


Nice, huh? This, too, is a gift from EJ. These old, decrepit buildings litter my hometown. Once, they were vibrant and full of industrious people.

I have lived in the "Triple Cities" my whole life. The "Triple Cities" consists of Binghamton, Johnson City, and Endicott. You have probably figured out that Johnson City and Endicott were both named for the forebears of the Endicott Johnson Corporation. Though I have lived all over the area, I now live (and own a house) in Endicott. Endicott is not only the former home of EJ, but it is also the birthplace of IBM. Endicott was once teaming with engineers, factory workers, businessmen, machinists, and other assorted workers. My grandfather was one of them. He put in 30 years at IBM as a mechanic and retired with a nice clock and a pension. Though he was certainly never rich, he raised a family (FIVE kids), owned a comfortable house on a large plot of land, my grandmother never worked, was able to retire and travel until my grandmother fell ill. Both my grandparents endured lengthy illnesses before they passed away, but their health coverage kept them from going bankrupt.

My grandparents certainly weren't the only ones who lived this life story in "The Valley of Opportunity," as this area was once known. Through the generosity of the Johnsons at EJ and the shared success of IBM families were able to not only survive, but prosper-on one income.

Not so today. EJ moved out of the area and then folded completely in the late 80's. They left behind these big, empty building infested with who-knows-what. IBM moved out of the area in the 90's and left behind more buildings, most of which are still used. But they also left behind major ground pollution. Our entire neighborhood is polluted with TCE and various other chemicals. There is a ground water sample well directly in front of our house measuring the pollution levels. Luckily, the first results have shown that while our neighborhood is polluted our house and lot is thankfully not. And when EJ and IBM moved so did the jobs that brought prosperity to our valley. Not just the factory jobs but all the industries and shops that supported the communities around the factories. Gone. Empty. Falling apart. Just like that ugly eyesore a block and a half from my home. Directly across the street from the park my daughter will play in.

This community has such a rich history. I love living here. My friends and family are here and it is important that G have these things in her life. Most people will tell you that though there isn't a lot happening here, "it's a great place to raise a family." It has been. I hope it continues to be. Some of the recent headlines describing criminal activity have me worried. But I guess if all the good people leave to go elsewhere who will be left to save my hometown?

I'm sure this can be said of a lot of places, but Binghamton et al. is a complex area. There are some efforts underway to revitalize it...the downtown arts community and First Fridays, EIC, BU, natural gas drilling (at what cost, though?)... But there is always the negative naysayers who hold sway, too. "We can't do that here...that's not how it was done before...it will cost too much..." Frustrating.

I guess I don't have a lot to add to all of this, other than: I hope to be part of the solution, not the problem. I hope I can help create new communities and opportunities here. I'm trying. I have been working to get an innovative art and music program for kids up and running for 3 years now. I have the total support of my agency, STIC. It would be a great program; a space for kids to create and learn to express themselves in an integrated environment, to become a part of a larger arts community in Binghamton, to become interesting people. It is so close to becoming a reality but now the funding is threatened by bureaucrats in Albany. Frustrating. That seems to be the way it goes around here way too often. Someone has a great idea or an idea to address an existing problem in a creative way. But...something stops it, no money, no support. Frustrating.

Ugh, this was not really meant to be a negative, complaining post. It was just a jumble of thoughts running around my brain. So, there you go. I got nothin' else right now.

Monday, September 8, 2008

My Other Half

The Yin to my Yang, the Romeo to my Juliet, the Bark to my Dog...hmmm, running out of good pairs already. Anyway, he's blogging!! Here.

Check it out, he's actually pretty funny.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

Random weekend notes

We stayed home this weekend. It was good. G is becoming quite a little domestic goddess in her own right. Observe below.


Fixing Lunch

Emptying the Dishwasher

What a little helper! Ok, actually, here's what she does. She loooooooooves the dishwasher. When she hears/sees you open it she comes crawling as fast as she can from whereever she is in the downstairs. She hurries her little self right over and climbs up so she can...I don't know exactly-look at the dishes? She likes to hang on to the racks and she bangs on the silverware. An odd thing to be enamored with, no?

She also likes the fridge, though not with the same intensity as the dishwasher. She also hurries over to the fridge, I think she knows it's likely to only be open a few seconds. She usually sits herself down and begins to gleefully pull things off the bottom shelf. In this picture, of course, she is standing and pulling stuff of the middle shelf. She's flexible.

She learned to clap this weekend, too. Sooooo CUTE!

What I didn't take a picture of, but should have, was our feast on Sunday night. Here's the deal. John's whole family spent last week in Delaware. We all go down to the shore every year, courtesy of my wonderful mother-in-law, and spend a fun week at the beach. John and I couldn't go this year because neither of us had the vacation time after spending so much time at the hospital this summer. So, anyway, one of the traditions of our summer vacation is a scrumptious seafood dinner. Since we didn't get to participate in that this year, we decided to have our own at home. John made a trip to our local Giant, which has recently been remodeled and now has a great seafood department. He got a pound each of shrimp, scallops, clams, and two pounds of snow crab legs. We spent the next hour preparing all of this yumminess and John also made some "Red Lobster" cheese biscuits, too. These are extremely easy-just use the Bisquick biscuit recipe and add about 1 cup of shredded cheddar to the mix. Then, just after they are out of the oven, brush them with melted butter, garlic and parsley. Delicious! Anyway, so, we GORGED ourselves on all of this seafood! We literally have about 1/2 lb of shrimp and some biscuits left and that's it!! Granted, we forced ourselves to finish the rest because, of course, you can't save any of that stuff-it doesn't do leftovers very well. So, we feasted and watched football! What a Sunday!

Oh, and I got a haircut on Saturday. This is my new look.


Kinda hard to tell, I couldn't get a good picture on my own, but basically, I lost 3 inches in the back and got a whole lot of layers to add body. The layers start at my cheekbone in the front-so, like long bangs and kinda flip out a little bit. I think it's cute and a little sassy. What do you think?

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Labor Day...A Summer's End

This is a little late in coming, but I finally installed the camera software on the old computer, so now we have pics of Labor Day!

Labor Day is always bitter-sweet, don't you think? It is almost always a gorgeous day, hot and sunny, that tricks you into thinking summer is going to last forever this year. This Labor Day was no exception. This was the first weekend that I actually felt like it was summer for us! The three of us headed on out to West Fest on Sunday and caught The 2nd Class Citizens. This was Giuliana's first music fest, and she loved it. She was asleep when we got there and slept through at least 3 LOUD songs. When she woke up, she had a "what the he..." expression and cried just a little bit. I walked around with her for about 2 minutes and she calmed right down and enjoyed the show. That girl loves music! She was just born to dance :)

Monday was a perfect day, too. We went over to John's mother's house in the afternoon. His whole family is on vacation at the beach in Delaware. We were supposed to be with them but due to all the fun times we spent at Binghamton General Hospital this summer neither of us had the time to take off of work. So, anyway, we had the house and pool to ourselves. Mr. and Mrs. Dandelion Dreams came over and we all sunned ourselves by the pool. G rocked the baby pool, which she absolutely adores.


But, she also finally got in the big pool with Mommy and Daddy! She only got her feet and bottom half of her legs wet, but she stayed in for at least 10 minutes, which was really great!


After she got tired of being a water baby she spent some time being cute playing on the porch with Mommy and Aunt Kate.


We BBQed and just had a fun time pretending summer would last forever. Oh, how I wish it would....