Wednesday, December 31, 2014


This is the first year in a long time that we'll be celebrating New Year's Eve at home.

It's funny how life goes through these cycles. For so many years we were young and unmarried and every New Year's needed to be celebrated with friends in a frenzied fashion. Then we got married and had a family and suddenly our New Year's celebrations became quiet simple ones, usually in bed long before midnight, knowing our children would be up early the next morning. We had no money for baby sitters or fancy nights out on the town, so I usually made us a nice dinner (sometimes I splurged on a couple little fillets!) and we would put the kids to bed and enjoy a quiet night alone. It was a good time, just the two of us with candlelight and good food.

Once the children grew old enough we began to entertain on New Year's Eve, usually having 4 or 5 couples over for a nice dinner. Our kids could go to bed and we could enjoy the company of adults for some fun and games.That lasted quite a few years.

Then the children left home and we once again found ourselves free to do what we wanted, sometimes going out with friends for dinner at a nice restaurant. These past few years we've been attending a party at a friend's house, always graciously hosted and again full of good food!

This year we were again invited to attend that party but we'll be staying at home. I happened to hit the jackpot and my ambulance squad is on duty New Year's Eve this year. So I'll be staying close to my car, ready to jump into action should someone else need help. And I don't mind. Next year we'll be back attending the annual party at our friends. But this year maybe I'll make some nice fillets.....

Tuesday, December 30, 2014


It is a bit startling, the speed at which our years go by as we get older. Isn't it?

I know when my kids were growing up I thought time went quickly. But now I know what "quick" really is. A blink of an eye it seems. Was it only a year ago we were celebrating a new year with friends and gratefully approaching the 5th anniversary of my cancer treatment? And now it will be six years. Amazing and wonderful, but startling in its speed. Hard to believe it has gone so quickly.

Which makes one realize the fragile nature of life and how quickly we pass through it. As we approach another year and think about what we want to accomplish in it, I think its a good thing to remember.

Monday, December 29, 2014


I did receive some wonderful gifts this year. I find myself more and more enjoying the simple things - a pretty scarf, a nice pin, a good book. Interesting how our hearts learn to appreciate the thought more than the gift, isn't it?

We were surprised this year by a couple deliveries just before Christmas. One was a box of nice cookies, another a beautiful poinsettia. Both were sent by people we were surprised to receive something from. And somehow that made them all the sweeter.

Interestingly enough I altered my cookie-tin giving this year a bit as well, taking off a couple names we no longer really see much and adding some new friends at the end of the list. I felt sad over the fact that some people e no longer spend much time with but smiled over the newer names that have filled out lives with laughter. It is nice to make new friends but  do miss the old ones.

Yes, Christmas - and life - really is about the simple things. We need to hold them close to our hearts, those people and those small moments of joy. At Christmas and all through the year.

Saturday, December 27, 2014


Having grandkids here in the house over Christmas is the best. Some years it happens and some it doesn't, but when it does I'm so happy. All those years of Christmas being about children makes it hard to adjust to life without them at times like this.

I love the excitement that children bring to life. There is a wonder, an innocence, a joy that only happens with children. They make us feel young again and they help us recall our own years of holiday magic, and we love that.

Yes, I'm enjoying the fun this year, and I honestly think ever Christmas that includes children is amazing. Thankfully with 10 grandchildren I doubt I'll run out of them anytime soon.  

Friday, December 26, 2014


OK so the presents are unwrapped, the leftovers packed, and at least one visit to the dump is on tap for today. 'Tis the day after Christmas and all through the house is a pretty big mess!

I love the tradition of Boxing Day that they celebrate in England. It's the day after Christmas and its the day they visit friends with gifts and raise a glass to friendship and love. I think that's a great idea. It seems as though the holiday needs to be extended.

This year is especially nice because of the way Christmas falls on a Thursday. Most businesses, at least office type businesses, will be closed today, and then Saturday and Sunday, meaning a very nice, long weekend to make Christmas last a long time. Next weekend with New Year's Day on a Thursday is the same. What a great year!

I like the holidays to last as long as possible. All this good cheer is good for the soul.

Thursday, December 25, 2014

Merry Christmas

I hope this day finds you content and at peace
in the knowledge that the love that came to 
earth at Christmas is still here...

Wednesday, December 24, 2014


Tonight is one of my favorite services at church - any church = the Christmas Eve candlelight service.

When we were kids my mother always took us to the one at St.Luke's. I'm not sure why. I know we didn't have one at our own church, which was very small and we had to travel to get there, so I understand wanting to go somewhere in the village where we lived. But why she chose that particular church I don't know, since I think the other three protestant churches also had them, and one was right across the street from our house so we could have walked over there. Perhaps it was the building she was drawn to,  I have no idea. But whatever the reason, that's where we went. And I still remember the thrill of walking out into the cold night with my little candle still lighted. I don't know if they still do it that way but at my own church we blow our candles out and leave them in baskets on our way out the door and that's too bad. I loved seeing the trail of little candles floating through the night and out to the cars at St. Luke's.

Christmas is all about memories when you get to my age. Oh I still treasure every minute of every year, especially the past 6 since I've been given this gift of more holidays post-cancer. But the memories from those early Christmases are still very clear in my mind, almost as though they were made only last year. I treasure every one of them.

Tuesday, December 23, 2014


Today is a work day and I can't wait for the end of it because the family will be arriving from PA later this afternoon. and of course it will be the last work day in a week, which is nice too!

I start my day at the hospital which will probably be slow today. I find that more people don't want to be at the hospital over the holidays so if there is any way to put off or avoid being there, they will. Test can be put off until after the first of the year, after all! So I think it will be quiet there today.

From there I go to the church office though, and there is no doubt it will not be slow there. I have many bulletins to print, fold, and stuff, and I think I'll be happy to get that work done.

The back to Village Hall to check in and make sure nothing is needed there. There could be checks to sign, and besides, there are so many goodies there these days it certainly is worth a stop! It will probably be my lunch today, cookies and candy!

The home to wait for the family to arrive. I need to make something yummy for dinner. Hmmmm....

Monday, December 22, 2014


Today is my last Christmas "duty" - a luncheon I put on for some colleagues as a way of thanking them for their hard work all year. I've been doing this every year for some time now so I'm in a pretty easy routine, but it is still work so as much as I enjoy it, it will be nice when it's over. As with all entertaining, I love doing it, I enjoy the company, and when its over I'm relieved!

This morning I need to get the dessert finished, make the main dish, set the table, and make sure the house is clean. They'll be arriving at noon and I should have plenty of time to get it all done.

Later this afternoon my three granddaughters are coming with their dads to make a special crafty gift for their moms for Christmas day. No doubt it will be challenging and fun and I look forward to it. I'll make sure to get some photos to have for the sake of history!

The countdown is on.

Sunday, December 21, 2014

Small town

Today I'm looking forward to some small town fun for Christmas.

First we head to my daughter's church to see her kids perform in their Christmas program. I always love watching kids in Christmas programs - I mean, what's better than that? They are always in their best fancy clothes, they always look angelic, there's always at least one or two who don't want to cooperate and make it fun to watch. And there are always a few "stars" that shine bright and give us a glimpse of their futures. And we get to hear the Christmas story in perfectly simple terms. There's nothing not to like about the annual church children's program no matter where the church or who the children.

In the early afternoon we will work on getting gifts tagged and sorted. The we'll head to an open house party at some friends' where we'll get to see and spend time with lots of people we like, all while enjoying their great food.

In the evening we're going to attend a program at a neighboring church titled "Home For Christmas". It will include choral and instrumental music and lots of Christmas cheer.

I'd say it will be a perfect Sunday for celebrating Christmas. Can't wait.

Saturday, December 20, 2014


Most people don't think about the places that are incredibly stressful to work in during the holidays. Many businesses are slower than usual and this is a calm time of the year at work. But not so everyplace.

I've worked in different church offices a total of 10 years now and I can tell you, its not my favorite place to be during the holidays. There are literally hundreds of bulletins to get typed, printed, folded, and sorted in the week before Christmas and it seems as though people add to the stress by being more demanding and odd than every, most probably due to the stress they are feeling for various reasons. Fortunately working with people I like has always made the job tolerable in the worst of times so we manage to get through these days with smiles and grace.

But the other day I ran into my favorite florist's shop and realized their stress is more than ours! They not only don't get to enjoy the holiday, they work harder than anyone other than a church staff! The place was bustling when I stopped in. I enjoyed walking around and looking at the beautiful decorations they had put together for the season and it surely put me in the holiday spirit, but not so much them I fear! They were clearly busy and more than a little stressed.

I'm sure I could come up with many places that are stressful to work during this time of the year - our many years in retail certainly comes to mind! But at the end of the day its up to us to make sure Christmas isn't lost in the hustle of it all. Because that, after all, is what its all about.

Friday, December 19, 2014

A week

A week from today it will all be over but the clean up. I see a trip to the dump early in the day, where wrapping paper and boxes will be overflowing in everyone's garbage bags.

Well its not really over though. In many ways that's the beginning of a nice week of holiday celebrations. My family will be here and we'll be getting together a lot to just have fun, sitting around the table or living room and enjoying the company. The kids will be busy with their toys and we'll be watching them - the bet entertainment of all.

This is a particularly nice year because of the way the holiday falls on a Thursday. Most everybody has the two Friday's off following Christmas and New Year's so it makes for a nice long break. My daughter's family will be here a whole week and that alone is worth smiling about. We may even travel to PA after they go back since there is time to play before the work begins again.

Yes, in a week the big day will be over. But the fun will still be on!

Thursday, December 18, 2014

Starting gate

I feel as though I'm just at the starting gate now for Christmas. The gifts are wrapped and the cookie tins are distributed and now I can concentrate on the final preparation.

Saturday is our annual Christmas party and every year I wish I had a bigger house. We began this tradition about ten years ago - maybe more now - and we have a sit down dinner for some good friends who have entertained us throughout the year. Every year I wish my house were bigger because we are so constrained by the size of the house and can't expand to include some newer friends we've accumulated over the years, or any of the family people we love, and after all if you're cooking for 20 its not that much harder to cook for 40. I love doing the party but I do wish I could invite more people.

Anyway, that's always the Saturday before Christmas so I have that coming this weekend. Then on Monday I have a luncheon for the ladies who work at Village Hall. Its another fun time and I love having them over, but its a big event for me because it involves cooking and decorating, setting a nice table etc. So that's on my countdown list. Those are the last events I need to get done and then its all downhill from there. Monday afternoon we'll get the wrapped gifts out of the attic, put tags on them, and sort them out. Tuesday my daughter and her family arrive from PA and Wednesday is Christmas Eve - I'm so ready for the fun to begin..

I actually just bought some gifts for next Christmas. So I've already gotten a good start.

Wednesday, December 17, 2014


Today I distribute my Christmas cookies. I wonder how many people who will receive them actually understand that work that went into them.

I begin at Thanksgivng and I bake every chance I get. I bake in the evenings, I bake on free mornings, I bake on the weekends. And I bake until I've made a dozen different types of cookies to stuff into cookie tins and give away to the people we work with. We like to acknowledge the folks who make our every day lives pleasant and productive. And this is the way we do it.

Of course I say "we" with a smile since my husband does none of the work on this. I remember fondly my uncle who worked side by side with my aunt, chopping nuts, slicing cookies, basically being her literal right hand man as she made here Christmas cookies every year. Ah.... I could use an assistant like that!

I think I may begin grooming my granddaughter for the job. She's a cookie baking lover and always wants to make some when she comes. She may be the perfect assistant for this job, but it may be a couple years. She' only four this year. I'm thinking the age of six might just be prefect....

Tuesday, December 16, 2014


Tonight I will bake the last of my Christmas cookies for distribution tomorrow. It's always a huge relief to get that job done. But at the same time I enjoy doing it.

There's great satisfaction in giving people you care about something you make yourself. And I've been making them since Thanksgiving weekend, slowly filling the freezer with bags of all different varieties, shapes, and sizes. It started many years ago when I couldn't afford to buy the gifts I wanted to give to co-workers and good friends, and now, although buying something would be cheaper and easier, it would seem less personal. Because these are labors of love representing weeks of work and equal amounts of care. Only special people get them.

Well tonight the last batch will be baked and tomorrow morning I'll lay out the cookie tins and fill them all, adding tags and packing them into bags to distribute. And then, it will be over or another year.

It must be almost Christmas...

Monday, December 15, 2014

The Harbor

I'm pretty crazy about Sag Harbor.

When I drive down Main Street there I feel at home. Not that I've ever lived there, but the fact that it looks pretty much the same as it did when I was a child makes it feel like home. I love the small town feel and the simple shops and little alleys. Oh I know its rapidly changing, and people are trying to keep it as it is, but the restaurants alone show the signs of the times. They are all new (no more Paradise of the 1960s), slick and trendy. With the exception of The Corner Bar, none of them feel like the place I grew up anymore.

But I love that crossing the street doesn't involve taking one's life in one's hand. It's fairly easy to accomplish and not really terrifying at all.And of course the historic homes all along the tiny streets are especially wonderful. I love their fancy porches and lovely facades.

I think the redevelopment of the old watch case factory has really peaked my love for the place. For so many years that decrepit building made driving into Sag Harbor a bit sad and depressing. It seemed that it was uncared for and crumbling around the people who lived around it. But now, with new life and beautiful  brickwork appearing where there was once an abandoned building, it feels vital and alive and that makes a huge difference. Suddenly Sag Harbor beckons me. I want to live in that building, where I could walk to church at Old Whalers, go for dinner at The Corner, and wander to the waterfront to dream of bygone days when hundreds of tall ships' masts filled the sky.

Yes, Sag Harbor is the place to be right now. Seeing the redevelopments happening to all its beautiful old houses makes me wonder how long the love affair will last though...

Sunday, December 14, 2014


Yesterday I left early for a meeting in Southampton and in the early light was enjoying more of the holiday decorations around town. It was dark enough that most of the lights were still on, although the sun was coming up. Right away I noticed that the library had some pretty wreaths on the front windows, still lit up and so pretty. They had big red wreaths and made that old Tudor building look very stately.

In Bridgehampton there was a really nice tree outside one of the Inns and the Main Street was so peaceful in the early light.

But the one that surprised me the most was the gas station as I was coming in to Southampton. It's the small white building on the left where you turn to go to the hospital. It has two large windows on either side of the center door, with divided lights that give it a little character. There were two huge wreaths that nearly covered those windows and the white twinkling lights were still on. It was a really nice display for a small business and I appreciated the effort.

Sometimes the holidays really bring out the best in some of the most surprising places.

Saturday, December 13, 2014

Main Street

It still thrills me driving down Main Street at Christmas.

Last night I came home after dark and as I turned the corner at the pond I began to look for each special display. There was the tree in the pond all in blue. There was Mulford Farm and Home Sweet Home - the Schellinger mill beautifully lit against the black of night. The 1770 House has a beautiful tree all in white now, as well as the bushes on either side of the entrance. Both Clinton Academy and Osborne Jackson House have twin potted plants at their doors, each with lots of lights. And of course the trees along the commercial district.

I like the way the roping is swagged along the picket fence at Village Hall. And I love some of the window displays.

Of course Hook Mill can be seen all the way from Hunting Lane with its arms ablaze. And The Mill House B&B is wonderfully done.

The large tree behind the cemetery is gone this year, the victim of age, but there is a smaller one in its place and it will be fun to see that one grow.

Every year much the same. And that is, I think, the best part of all.

Friday, December 12, 2014


I mentioned window displays in my recent blog and it made me think about the holiday displays of my childhood - quite different from the ones in East Hampton today.

My favorite store during Christmas was, of course, the toy store on Main Street. I particularly remember the year the Chatty Cathy doll came out. It was amazing! A talking doll! How was that possible? Not only did we drool over it in the widow that Christmas, we would go inside and if we asked nicely the man would take it off the high shelf he had it safely tucked away on, and he would pull the string, just once, to let is listen to her speak. Wow! We could hardly believe it! If course it wasn't in the cards for us to get those that year (or any year for that matter!). After all, there were three girls in our family and I think they were about $20 each, a hefty price in the early 1060s!

Diamonds Furniture Store always had a nice Christmas tree in their window, set in a living room which looked cozy and inviting with the beautiful new couch and chairs and colorful area rug. It was always a much fancier living room than we had with our threadbare carpeting and chairs with shredded arms.

I remember thee windows in the East End Hardware store because there were always sleds and skates in that window. And Fifth Avenue Fashion with the mannequins all dressed up in their sparkly holiday dresses. Of course Ross Fanning Jewelers was exciting because I loved the pretty necklaces and bracelets there.

Yes, the windows were always inviting at Christmas. Not as fancy as the ones we have today, with their professionally window dressers who spend two days loading in the designs done somewhere in an office by designers who probably have never even visited East Hampton. They're stunningly beautiful for sure with their snow scenes and special lighting. But those windows back in the 1950s, 60s, and 70s remain in my memory as the real beauties. They may not have been as fancy, but they were totally East Hampton.

Thursday, December 11, 2014


The lights of the holidays are magic. I look forward to it every year.

Last week when I left choir at 9:00 it was the first time I'd been on Main Street after dark since the lights were on. I love the fact that they have combined small white lights with larger colored ones on the street trees this year. It adds an extra bit of twinkle I think and I like the way it looks.

The mills are not all done yet, but Hook was alight and looking regal as always. And the shop windows on Main Street are really something to see. Ralph Lauren obviously spares no expense when it comes to their windows and it shows. Others may not be quite as elaborate but still they add to the festive air.

Of course I always love the tree in the middle of Town Pond, still clothed in blue lights for those who are still grieving for the days of all blue along the village streets.

We're having some technical difficulties with our outside tree this year and I'll be sad if it isn't lighted, but sometimes there just isn't time to handle it all. If not this year, it will be redone for Christmas 2015 for sure. It's become a Christmas staple down hook.

Yes, it really is all about the lights at Christmas, perfectly representative of the light in the darkness that is the Christmas story.

Wednesday, December 10, 2014


The minister preached about the draw of home at Christmas in church last Sunday morning. And I was thinking a lot about that this week.

I don't think if I were living someplace else I would necessarily be longing for the house I grew up in at this time of the year. I would be thinking about East Hampton though.

My experience is so different than many because I never left home. My childhood house is still right here next door and it has changed so much inside that there is little to remind me of my childhood. Of course our memories are always more accurate than reality, right? (a little sarcasm there)

But not much has changed about the way East Hampton looks during the holidays. In fact if anything its better now, with more lights and fancier window displays than the ones I remember so well. It is a picture postcard of small town America and a perfect representation of what we all want to experience at this time of the year.

I think for people who leave their homes in their early adulthood, that draw of home is very strong ever year at this time. But for me, having never left, I don't feel that the same way. I long for the days when my children were small and I could enjoy the wonder in their faces and the love of our little family gathered around the tree. But that was always followed with a visit to my own childhood home where my parents still lived, right next door. I think I have been especially blessed.

Tuesday, December 9, 2014


Today is our first nor'easter of the season and hopefully it won't be a bad one.they're predicting heavy rain and high winds all day, which is not something to look forward to on what is a day I expect to spend time on the road.

Nobody minds bad weather if they're stuck inside, right? But when we have to be outside, or are traveling, or have special plans, bad weather can be a drag for sure.

This morning I drive to Southampton to work at the hospital, then to Sag Harbor to work, then back to East Hampton for an interview at village hall. Tonight we have to go out to watch our grandson sing I his classes holiday concert. So all that means I'll be needing a good raincoat and driving could be messy.

There's not much point in complaining about the weather since it's all outside anyone's control, but it definately takes some planning to work with. Today I need a plan. Time to work on my wardrobe.

Monday, December 8, 2014

More of the same

Another busy week ahead. As long as I'm filling in for my superior in government here in the village I'm going to be busy. Not because those duties are so overwhelming but because I'm doing them in addition to the other things I do. Were I doing this all the time I would no doubt drop some of my other duties!

It's OK though, I'm enjoying the fun, but don't be surprised if I miss a blog here and there.

Yesterday I was honored to participate in the lighting of the Hospice tree at Herrick Park. The mayor always welcomes everyone to this event and then reads some of the names of those departed this past year. I remember going to this event the year my mother died and I still hang that ornament on my tree every year so I know how much it meant to everyone who attended.

Some of these duties are especially meaningful and a special joy for me to carry out. Yesterday was one of them.

Sunday, December 7, 2014


OK so I missed another day. I wasn't kidding when I said I was in the midst of a busy time here.

Yesterday I had a couple official duties to carry out as the mayor continues his medical leave and I step in to his shoes for a few weeks. In the morning it was the Santa Parade.

Now - let me clarify by saying I have not attended the Santa Parade in years here. For so many years I was either a participant (high school band, for instance) or the parent of a participant and I suffered through some freezing cold mornings standing in the winter wind  for the Santa Parade. I've seen the route change over the years from west to east to the present south to north. I've watched as floats (who could forget the mermaid in the glass box advertising the pool company all those years ago?) were replaced by walking groups like this years boy scouts - dressed like wrapped gifts - and the high school marching band morphed into the high school jazz band.

But once I no longer had to attend, I didn't, knowing full well that the grandchildren will be participating soon enough and I will once again be standing in the freezing cold as the parade passes by.

But since the mayor is always part of the parade, this year I had to get myself there. The morning dawned wet and warm - unseasonably warm really. The rain stopped in time for us to walk without getting wet, but the normal crowds stayed away and there were few people lining the streets to cheer the kids on.

Well, I fulfilled my duty. And I'm glad its over.

Friday, December 5, 2014


Once again, a let post. life right now!

Another busy day that started very early and is ending very late. And the weekend to come looks like more of the same. But I will not complain!

If I learned anything five years ago, it's that I will never again complain about being busy. Because it's only when we are healthy and feel good that we can be busy. So being busy is the sign of a blessed life.  And if this week has been any indication, I am very blessed. complaints here.

Thursday, December 4, 2014


As I mentioned last night, my schedule is complicated right now. I'm filling in for a colleague which means doing a number of things that are not normal for me to do, as well as keeping up with my regular job and volunteer work, and this during the busiest time of the year.

In addition to the things that have filled my schedule, I'm trying to find the time to bake Christmas cookies, make candy for gifts, wrap what's left of the Christmas presents up in the spare room, and I have not yet decorated my house. The tree is up, but none of the other holiday decor is out. Even hanging stockings is a big job around here because there are twenty of them and it takes some planning to get it right.

So, this is the season of schedules. I'm busy trying to keep mine. My guess is that you are too.

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Long day

I just got home from a very long day. Nothing bad and certainly nothing traumatic going on, just a busy time right now and I've been up and running since 7am.. And when I arrived home tonight a few minutes ago, there was a message from someone who wanted to know why there was no blog and make sure everything was OK. Now that was a treat!

It's nice to know that even over many miles, and in this world of high tech and much less personal everything, we can still touch each other's lives in such a simple way.

I'm pleased that I can report nothing wrong. And equally pleased that someone cared!

Tuesday, December 2, 2014


This is the month I work hard at not making myself crazy. There is so much to do and so few weeks to do it all that we run the constant risk of becoming overwhelmed with it all. I try hard not to.

I plan my weeks carefully. I fill the pages of my calendar with the things I need to do and I try to keep it all manageable. Because I don't like to feel out of control or stressed and I want to enjoy the glorious things there are to see and do here over this, the most glorious time of the year. I don't want to miss a thing but I also need to be in control! I've learned balance in December!

There is too much to enjoy to make myself crazy. Life in December is full of good things. Time to enjoy them all!

Monday, December 1, 2014

40 years

Yesterday was our 40th wedding anniversary and it really made me think about the two kids that walked down the aisle together all those many years ago. Forty years! Wow.

When we're young we have so many ideas about what our lives will be life - who we'll share them with, what they'll be made up of, how we'll live them. And so few of those actually become reality. I mean, we think we know what we want when we're sixteen or seventeen, but what do we really know? Not much I dare say. We think we're so smart! We're so not!

I understand why people who marry young don't always make it. But I also understand why people who marry young can last the longest in their relationships. I think we can do one of two things: we can grow apart or we can grow together. And in many ways that's a choice. Because when we marry before we're thirty years old, we are going to change. We're still growing up! And whether or not we grow together will determine whether or not we stay together.

Of course that's a generality and there are always circumstances beyond people's control. I had a dear friend who would have been loyal to the end had her husband not developed a drinking problem that made her life unbearable. She had to leave. Things happen that aren't always our fault. But overall I think we do have choices along the way. Our choices decide our lives. Fate is a concept I don't really believe in.

For better or worse, I'm still here forty years later, and so is he. Maybe its all about commitment after all.

Sunday, November 30, 2014


I'm beginning to feel Christmas now. Friday I spent baking Christmas cookies. It's my tradition to begin Thanksgiving weekend, and I did that. Four batches under my belt and only 6 to go now. I give away many tins of these cookies the week before Christmas to work associates and friends. That and the candy my mother always made are my Christmas staples.

Then Saturday the tree went up. Since we have a new artificial one its easy to get it up and decorated - no need to turn on the lights until the first of December, but its ready to go. As the week progresses I'll do the rest of the house, with the garlands and little bits of decorative things I've collected through the years.

Yes-it's beginning to feel a lot like Christmas here on Accabonac Road. Once the tree in the front yard lights up the season will be totally on. And I am totally ready for it!


Saturday, November 29, 2014

House Tour

Today the grandchildren are coming over to help decorate the Christmas tree.  Last year we bought one after the holiday on sale - its an artificial one that's pre-lit and should make things a bit easier. The kids love hanging the ornaments and since we have few that are breakable its a fun family thing to do.

After lunch my two daughters-in-law and I are going on the Historical Society's annual house tour. It's their biggest fund-raiser and I'm thrilled to support one of my favorite charities buying tickets because its so much fun to get into these amazing homes out here. It's the one time of the year we get to peek behind the hedges and see how the other part of the world lives. I enjoy the decor, full of ideas for me on a much lesser scale, and doing it with the girls is always fun. A couple hours of bonding time.

This is my favorite time of the year. Lots of family time, lots of love around, and generally happy people. I will savor this next month, every blessed day of it.

Friday, November 28, 2014


So the dishes are washed and put away and the leftovers area in the fridge and I am sitting here wrapping Christmas gifts and baking Christmas gifts.

I enjoy these few days after Thanksgiving because generally I don't have other obligations (until tonight when I have to work the gate at a fundraiser) and I can start to think about Christmas. I just sat and went through the list of gifts in hand and wrapped, and made a list of what I still need to buy. There isn't a lot on the list, but I need to get it done asap.

There were sad moments today though as I made my Christmas cookie list and wrote out all the folks who will get them this year. Using last year's as a guide I remembered my dear friend who died in March. I've been taking her Christmas cookies for about 50 years.. Not this year.

Her name came up again when making gift lists. She and I always exchanged for Christmas, usually getting together a few days before the 25th to have lunch and open our presents. Because we knew each other so well hers were often the best gifts I received. Last year one of her gifts was a small plague that sits by my kitchen sink. It says "You're the kind of friend everyone should have". Dear Lord I miss that woman! Because that describes her perfectly.

Well I feel blessed to be here planning another Christmas. Because I am.

Thursday, November 27, 2014


I have so much to be thankful for its difficult to come up with a list. Mostly it would consist of my family and friends because at the end of the day its all about our relationships, isn't it? Following quickly behind would be my material blessings - my house particularly. I love my comfortable home.

Of course the list would never be comeplete without mentioning I am thankful to be here. This is my 6th Thanksgiving since I was diagnosed with cancer. Six bonus years. How lucky am I anyway?

Today I'm wishing everyone a wonderful day surrounded with people they love. My own life is overflowing. And I thank God for that.

Wednesday, November 26, 2014


Today the real prep begins for the holiday tomorrow. In about half an hour I'll head to the IGA to eat the crows there and pick up my final supplies. I bought much of what I needed last week but I've been making a list of the things I still nee ever since. I have about 10 items on the list now, from potatoes to heavy cream, and also need a couple staples to get us through the rest of the week, like bread and milk.

I don't do much in the way of cooking ahead of time. We don't eat until late afternoon, so I have most of tomorrow for that. I'll start with my mother-in-law's chocolate angel food cake in the morning. We aren't pumpkin pie people in this house and this is my husband's favorite dessert, so its become a holiday stale around here. Then I'll get the turkey in the oven, cook up the gizzards for gravy base, and work on the sides. The one thing I don't enjoy doing is the potatoes - too much peeling involved there. But I love to eat them!

So tomorrow will be a busy day. But it will also be a fun, family filled day of thanks. Because I have so much to be thankful for!

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Rain rain rain

It certainly came down yesterday in buckets! As I sat at my computer in my home office the sound of the rain in the early morning was comforting. The skies were still dark and I couldn't see outside the house, but I could hear the rain coming down in great quantity.

I think a lot about the people in upstate New York - the place where my mother grew up - and I wonder how they are doing. There were fears of more roof collapses with rain making the snow heavier than it already was, causing more damage to already hard-hit areas of the state. They are hardy people up there, but everyone has their limits and I fear they may reach theirs.

When visiting upstate in the winter I always wonder what draws people to an area so harsh, but its really all about history. Hundreds of years ago it was trappers who moved so far north, looking for the valuable pelts of northern dwelling animals like beavers to sell. Just like the crab fishermen of the North Sea, they were willing to risk everything to make the money they needed to feed their families. The animals with the heaviest, lushest furs were in the coldest climates, naturally. And so to the north country they went in search of "gold" of a different sort.

Their descendants are equally tough people and come from good stock. But even the strongest have their breaking points. I hope the people of Buffalo and surrounding areas and not cowering in their homes listening to the rain.

Monday, November 24, 2014


Occasionally we all consider the choices we've made in life and wonder how smart they were, don't we? I mean some we rush into headlong with little thought at all, and some we take way too long to ponder, but all of them sometimes make us wonder "What was I thinking?"

Nothing makes me ask that question as often a my volunteer work with the ambulance. If it were not otherwise so rewarding it would be easy to walk away. But the good side still outweighs the far....

The other night we were called out at 9:30 to an "alcohol overdose". Sure enough this guy was out of it, until he woke up and tried to climb off the stretcher and called everyone a lot of unprintable names, including one that has never once come out of my mouth. It was not the kind of thing that leaves you warm and fuzzy if you know what I mean.

Two hours later we were called again, this time for a person less than 30 years old who was complaining of difficulty breathing. Again, experience tells us that this is probably not a serious call because people that age don't generally have a hard time breathing unless they are asthmatic, in which case it would come over as an asthma call. Sure enough it was another one of those times you wonder what was really going on that this person needed to go to the hospital at nearly midnight.

When we came out of the hospital to get back in the ambulance and go home, guess who was sitting on the curb waiting for a cab? The guy we had brought in earlier. He had been in the ER all of about an hour and a half. We all looked at each other and said what we always do in these cases: "Remind me why I do this again!"  I'm not altogether sure I know the answer to that question anymore.

Sunday, November 23, 2014


Today we're having a huge drill for the east end's fire departments and ambulance squads. It's what we can an MCI drill, which stands for Mass Casualty Incident and involved a major event, like a train derailment or a bus accident - something that stretches the limits of the available resources. Since I've been in EMS for twenty-four years now this not my first MCI drill - I've even planned them in the past - but its the first I've done in awhile.

I've always learned things from the drills I've participated in, which is the point of course, but used to surprise me. I used to think "Why am I wasting my time with this? We already know what to do, this is what we've trained for" but learned early on that there is always something to take away from the exercise. Which is of course what makes it all worthwhile.

Because it does take a lot of time and energy, bopping around in heavy turn-out gear with helmets and boots and such. And its not as though I don't have anything else to do with my morning. And I always miss going to church. But just like when I was in the 5th grade and had to do drills for the multiplication tables or spelling, the whole drilling idea has certainly proved its merit. It's going to be an interesting morning.

Saturday, November 22, 2014

Cold snap

I've been enjoying the weather this week. It's not quite at my favorite place - I prefer the 50s to the 30s in terms of temperature - but I don't dislike it. I was game to get the heavy winter coat out and wrap myself in a faux fur blanket when watching TV in the evening, sitting in front of my gas fireplace and enjoying the pleasure of my cozy living room.

I'm not in a hurry for snow. It's a bit early for that - I'll gladly wait until the end of December for snow. January and February, bring it on - winter is all about snow and I'll take it. Not too much - not Buffalo snow - but a little here and there I'm fine with.

I remember one year some time ago when we had a blizzard on Thanksgiving. That was over twenty years ago and since then we've not seen as much as a flake as early as Thanksgving here.

The wonders of winter lie ahead of us: ice skaters on Town Pond, Christmas lights up and down Main Street, .snow that turns the world into a wonderland. It's ahead of us and I'm looking forward to it. By March I'll be ready for Spring. And that's what I love about East Hampton.

Friday, November 21, 2014


Seeing the news about all the snow in Buffalo this week makes me very introspective.

My mother grew up in various communities in upstate New York, and lived in Buffalo when she want off to college where she met her husband. I often wonder what my life would have bee like had they decided to settle in her neighborhood instead of my father's. I can't even imagine it really. I mean, I would love being near Niagara Falls and would enjoy some of the beautiful places in our big state that are so far from us here, but all that snow? No thank you.

I suppose wherever you grow up is simply "home" to you and you always have a yearning to return to that place of your childhood, although I can't say my mother ever really had those feelings. I think they moved around enough that she ad no real connection anywhere. I know she missed ice skating, which we don't get much of here, but other than that she never talked longingly of home. East Hampton had become home to her and she loved it here.

Well - the photos of all those feet of snow in Buffalo right now remind me of her, and my grandparents, and the aunt who still lives up there. I'm not sure how they cope.

Thursday, November 20, 2014


I've been spending time in an office on Main Street this week and I find myself enamored with the windows.

I've always loved having nice windows wherever I worked. Many years ago I worked on Newtown Lane as a travel agent and the office had huge display windows on the sidewalk. I loved seeing life go by on The street as morning passed into afternoon, summer to winter, and all in between. That was the early 1970s, when most businesses were still owned by locals and we saw people we knew all day -they would pass by and wave at us, or stop into say hello. It was like a neighborhood and we knew all our newborns.

 I once had a job in an upstairs office on an alley off Newtown and I hated that space. There were tiny windows, up high, and there was nothing to see anyway. My office at the church I used to work for had windows behind me so I looked at a wall all day. The church where I work now looks onto the cemetery, which is pretty in the winter when it snows but the greenery hides it in the summer and I look at that instead of anything more interesting.

Which brings me back to this office I'm temporarily using on Main Street. It has wonderful windows looking onto the street and I love seeing people walk back and forth, crossing in the crosswalk, police cars  winding in and out of traffic, etc. It's life happening  right in my view and I love that.

Give me a good window and I'm a happy camper....

Wednesday, November 19, 2014


My time is not my own anymore it seems. I have my fingers in a few too many pies these days and find myself running around a lot. And being expected to be a lot of places. And see a lot of people.

Fortunately I like being busy. In fact, I celebrate it. It reminds me, always, that I am alive, that I'm healthy, and I'm grateful for that. I often think, as I lie in bed wanting just a few more minutes of sleep, that there are people who would give anything - anything - to be able to get out of bed and be productive. I am blessed.

These days as the temperature drops down and the down comforter feels so good, I am sure there will be more days where I'd gladly stay undercover a little bit longer. And I welcome them. Because they serve as constant reminders that I'm here.

Tuesday, November 18, 2014


The cold air has arrived here on the east end and I can't say I'm sorry. The only thing I don't like about our weather right now is the wind. And hopefully that will begone today.

I find the cold air invigorating, as opposed to the way the heat saps our energy and makes us feel as though we should sit around on Big front porch sipping lemonade or mint Julips and having servants to wave large palm branches over us to create a breeze. But the breeze we long for in the summer is dreaded in the winter because it causes that cold to bite into your skin and penetrate into your innermost being. "Chilled to the bone" as they say.

Yes, I welcome the cold air. It makes me feel alive and I like that feeling. But about that wind...


I am miserable wearing eyeglasses right now. For complicated reasons that aren't important for the purpose of this post, I have had to take my contact lenses off and revert to glasses for a period of one month. And it's torture.

I began wearing contact lenses when I was a sophomore in high school. I had to pay for them myself because my father thought they were silly, but I had been wearing glasses since the 4th grade and hated them. So with a summer's wages in the bank I went to the eye doctor and paid an outrageous amount for my first pair. I think it was about $350, which nearly 50 years ago was no joke. It was probably all my savings.

And the process of wearing them was not easy. In the beginning I could only wear them for an hour or two at a time as my eyes adjusted to these hard things on them, and those hours were not fun. You know what it feels like to get a grain of sand in your eye? Imagine that for an hour. It took a lot of determination to get through the long process but I've loved them ever since.

Now I am remembering everything I hated about glasses. And I have two weeks to go. Oy vey.

Monday, November 17, 2014

November 17

Today would have been my mother's 89th birthday.

I wonder what she would have been like had she lived this long. Many of her good friends are still with us, and they really don't look much different than they did 10 years ago. Perhaps they're moving a little more slowly, and maybe there are a few more wrinkles, but its not noticeable to me. I think she would have aged well She certainly did up until her death.

I hope to age as well as she did but I don't count on it. My father wasn't as lucky  - his hair thinned out a lot, his knees got very bad, and he looked more his age than Mom did. I imagine I'll be like him. No matter though, I consider every year a gift so however much time I have and however I look at the end of that time, I'll take it.

Of course I made my husband promise me years ago that if ever I was put on life support he wasn't allowed to turn off thee machines until I get down to at least a size 12. At least once in my life it would be nice to be there. And I'll be so gorgeous in that coffin

I wish Mom had lived a little longer. But she did look beautiful up until the day she died. I should be so lucky! Happy Birthday Mom!

Sunday, November 16, 2014

Lazy days

We get very lazy at my house whenever we have nothing on the calendar for the evening. Last night we had no plans so by late afternoon we found ourselves just hanging out. I did some writing on the computer, he watched some TV, I threw in some pretty much we did nothing.

I like to have a lazy day like that every so often. It's good for the soul.

Sundays are always pretty good for the souls too. We'll do church this morning, have lunch with the extended family, and go to a concert this afternoon. A fine way to spend a weekend I think. Low stress and plenty of food....sounds like heaven!

Saturday, November 15, 2014

Autumn Saturdays

I love Saturdays this time of the year. The sun shines and warms the air but there is no humidity and it doesn't get too hot. It's perfect weather for working around the house, both inside and out. It makes one feel productive and I like that feeling. In hte heat of the summer I feel like a slug.

We have plenty of things to get done around the house. The front porch needs painting, for instance. I don't imagine we'll get any big projects started at this point. It seems as though things like painting projects get done more often in the spring than the fall. Somehow a 65 degree day feels warmer in the spring than it does in the fall! Human nature at work there. But nevertheless we will get some things done. Because Saturdays - especially autumn Saturdays - are meant for working.

Friday, November 14, 2014


My blog from yesterday disappeared. I mean, I know I wrote one, but its not here. What is that about?

Sometimes I am perplexed by the entire word of the internet. I have sent emails that have disappeared. I've received emails that are meant for other people. I've lost things I've written - they just disappear - and sometimes on my computer I have to search through files to find them Interestingly enough I thought I had posted this entry early this morning. And then just now I went in to check on it and surprise! It was not posted, it was being held as a draft. And half of what I had written was missing. Oh the mysteries of he internet!

I can wrap my mind around the television. I get sound waves and all that. But the internet is in the same category of the FAX machine. How does that work anyway? I know there are people who understand it. I am not among them. I' not stupid, but I'm more right-brained. Ask me to identify a piece of music - or explain the artwork of Pablo Picasso. But the internet....not so much.

So - hopefully this time it will work. We'll see if the internet Gods smile on me.

Wednesday, November 12, 2014


Today we're heading in to the city to see a show. It will be a long day.

I can't even imagine how people commute in and out of the city all the time. I know it becomes a way of life but I just don't have it in me. I know I'll be exhausted tonight. Our morning Jitney leaves at 7:20 and we'll get home about 9:00. Every time I drive by the Jitney stop on Main Street I look at all the people standing there and think I'm so glad I don't have to make that trip more often than I do. It's a long ride in, a lot of walking once you get there, and a long ride home. As much as I love the things that New York has to offer, city life is not for me. It's too frantic, too crazy, too exhausting.

I suppose if you live there yo don't feel it the same way. I imagine you become part of the fabric of it all, just as I am here. Routine. It's all about routines. But for me, its not routine and it's not easy.

Isn't it interesting how we settle into our comfort zones? Whatever it is, its ours. And we embrace it.

But, this isn't my routine. And it will be a long day.

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Blood work

Since I am into my later years  I sadly need to go have blood work done pretty regularly now. Those darn doctors want to know what's going on before they renew your prescriptions, and that means blood work.

Now having your blood drawn means careful planning. It means no eating and knowing when and where you'll be able to eat next.