RIP Mr. Jonathon Frid

Having been one of those people who used to take short cuts and drive too fast on country roads, ( years ago )…Needless to say, I was really into Dark Shadows, and Barnabas Collins.

Of course, I saw it on the news when it hit the television. It made me feel nostalgic and actually, really old. I shook it off and gave it an, “It is what it is,” shrug. I am however going to order the whole series.  It’s pricy, but the way I figure it, I think it would be really great to have some old friends who I never lost touch with while growing up and growing older. We were all total fans of Dark Shadows. I’m sure that it would be an awesome girls night and slumber party.

Hungry for cheese cake

Cheese cake is my all time, favorite dessert. I love any kind of this delectable food and for me, it’s not just eaten as a desert. It is a comfort food, a give a “lift up mood” food, and basically a food that I can honestly say I will eat at any time. I even sometimes wake up in the middle of the night and will wander into the kitchen and dig out the cheese cake and sit, read my book and eat a small piece. Okay, truth outs…maybe a big piece depending on what my mood is.

I love the television show the Golden Girls. In my opinion, those ladies made cheese cake go viral on the television, if there is actually a way for things to go viral on TV. I loved how Blanch, Dorthy and Rose would sit around the table and reminisce or solve problems all the time sharing a cheese cake. Or how one of them would haul the cheesecake out of the fridge as a celebration or if comfort was needed. I don’t think I ever saw an episode that the best dessert that isn’t just for desert food, didn’t come out for one reason or another.

When I was really young, I hung out with my Grandpa a great deal of time. He was a quiet, wise man who also knew his way around the kitchen. He taught me how to make a great cheese cake. It was an easy recipe for someone young to remember, and our secret. Just his and mine. To this day, I’ll make “our” cheese cake and everyone will ask for the recipe.  I just say that is is something between Papa and I and since Papa passed some years ago, I’d rather not give it out. I’m pretty blunt like that. I am however going to give the recipe to my oldest son, who adores cheese cake like I do.

 

Happy Birthday to my little brother

Where does the time go? My little brother turned 50, and it’s hard to believe. Memories flood back of him coming to my house after school and I would make him chocolate chip pancakes. Back then, the chocolate chips came in mini size. He loved the pancakes and I think that is the reason he used to come over. That and to play one of the very first electronic games that came out…sort of like Nintendo, but I can’t remember the name of it. I never could figure out the controller, so I never did play the thing, but my little brother loved it. He did end up getting it from me.

So.. Happy Birthday Chief! I hope you have a wonderful day and all your wishes come true!! I love you!
XOXXO

Memories through photographs

While the kids and I are in the process of some heavy cleaning, I’ve been sort of going through photographs. Believe me, as an amateur photographer who’s passion is taking photos, I have hundreds and hundreds of loose pictures. Some are in photo boxes, some are in a photo tower that as five shelves stocked up with loose pictures, and then there is my cedar chest and a big plastic bin full of pictures I have take over the years. These of course do not include the library of albums I have.

I worry about fire. I’m terrified of it. Photographs capture moments in a lifetime, that can never be captured again, and while going through some of the photos, I have to admit that some are pretty darn good. They look professional. I’m not trying to “toot my own horn”, but when I’m taking photos, I know instantly if they will be good or not. The right lighting and post or not a pose…which ever. Most of my really good ones were taken with my old trusty Pentax Zoom 60X. I love this camera, and now to find film for it is nearly impossible. Not to mention that it doesn’t work for one reason or another and there is no one around here that will touch it. I’ve got to still keep trying to track down someone to fix this camera for me. I don’t like digital cameras. When I find a camera I love, I’m happy and this Pentax was the best camera I ever had. It “fit” me and the photos were excellent.

The memories that flooded back while looking at some of the photos that I did last night, were nearly bitter sweet. There are moments I am so glad I captured.