Sparkle Spielberg Presents...
*The role of the Migratory Transient is played by Susan of ArtSpark Theatre's decorated stick. THANK YOU, SUSAN!
**Lily's doin' okay--goin' back to the vet today. Hopefully after then I can give her the elizabethan collar to chew up.
***Have a wonderful weekend!
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chinterrupted
I had such bold plans for chia week. I had the photos of the chia house, the chia car, and the dude from Oregon wearing his chia codpiece. I was gonna put up a clip of the old Chiammercial from Youtube...I was going to post exciting new videos made with my new FlipTM camera--a chia-related video, a this and that video--and all this la la la. Instead, my poor puppy had a major health mishap. She's much better now and on the mend, but it has been a bad time. (Plus: I kept finding her staring at me and looking like an angry little pioneer woman in a sunbonnet. Or a woeful little pioneer woman in a sunbonnet. Neither was good.) I figure maybe I'll put the thing on that she has to wear (doesn't come off til next week)--the "Elizabethan Collar"TM--after she's all better to make her feel like she was a trendsetter.
Anyhoo, thanks for all of the great comments on the chia post, and a big thanks and shoutout to Dr. Margaret Conover for leaving a comment and providing the link to her site.
Anyhoo, thanks for all of the great comments on the chia post, and a big thanks and shoutout to Dr. Margaret Conover for leaving a comment and providing the link to her site.
Ch-ch-ch-ch-CHIA
I like to read articles about "superfoods." Whether I actually eat said superfoods is an entirely different matter. But, I figure if I read up on 'em I'll be that much closer to actually eating them. All that super knowledge will lurk deep in the shadowy back alleys of my mind, and who knows, I might be drawn to glom onto a superfood by accident when I'm reaching for a CheetoTM. Plus, eating superfoods is likely to be my only route to superherodom.
With this sincere, if cockamamie, objective in mind I read through yet another superfood article this weekend. Every day, a new list of top 10 overlooked superfoods pops up and nudges the previous list of top 10 overlooked superfoods out of the way. Basically, this list had everything my grandmother used to eat plus a few very dark horses. So, there were dandelion greens (check, many a dandelion green I dug out of the lawn and ate at the dinner table), dried plums (they're PRUNES, baby, PRUNES--don't mess with me), beets (starring in red flannel hash, featured in Wednesday night supper with macaroni and cheese and applesauce), and a whole bunch of stuff, and then...then there was...
CH-CH-CH-CH-IA
Okay, okay, okay. There was actually this:
CH-CH-CH-CH-IA
And, of course, this (doesn't that chiabunny look wrathful--it kinda scares me):
Chia seeds are a "superfood." WTF! Chia seeds are a "superfood." What's next, library paste is a superfood? Sea monkeys are a superfood? Yet, there it is in black and white: They're good for diabetics, they're good for heart patients. They have more antioxidants than blueberries. They have more Omega-3 fatty acids (a good thing, I assure you) than flax seeds--which I've been intending to start eating some day, but why bother? The mighty chia out-omegas them.
The obvious questions:
1) HOW DID THEY FIND THIS OUT? Was a hungry lab tech sitting sadly in his lab one night waiting for the overdue Domino's guy, gazing into his microscope, idly stroking his chia pet (not a euphemism), when he suddenly got an urge to TEST his chia pet's nutritional VALUE? Or, he just started grazing on handfuls of chia?*
2) WHERE DO I BUY CHIA SEEDS? Am I going to have to go to a discount store and buy 45chia pets to secure my MDR of the vital nutrients provided by the magical chia? 'cause I'll do it. Yes, I will--if it gets me any closer to superherodom, I'm there.*
Bottom line: It's Chiasaur Casserole this week and official Chia Week. At my snail-like blog productivity rate, this likely means one more chia-related post. Yet: Emperor Chia Seed, I salute you! Even as I wonder if I will grow fine, green hair all over my body if I eat you, I salute you!
(*Actually, chia is the "forgotten crop of the Aztecs" and is commonly eaten in Mexico and South America. It has a fascinating history that you can learn more about through the supersearchengine the google. And, of course, you can buy it online--as well as at health food stores, I betcha. Cake: Zzt...it's gluten-free.)
With this sincere, if cockamamie, objective in mind I read through yet another superfood article this weekend. Every day, a new list of top 10 overlooked superfoods pops up and nudges the previous list of top 10 overlooked superfoods out of the way. Basically, this list had everything my grandmother used to eat plus a few very dark horses. So, there were dandelion greens (check, many a dandelion green I dug out of the lawn and ate at the dinner table), dried plums (they're PRUNES, baby, PRUNES--don't mess with me), beets (starring in red flannel hash, featured in Wednesday night supper with macaroni and cheese and applesauce), and a whole bunch of stuff, and then...then there was...
CH-CH-CH-CH-IA
Okay, okay, okay. There was actually this:CH-CH-CH-CH-IA
And, of course, this (doesn't that chiabunny look wrathful--it kinda scares me):
Chia seeds are a "superfood." WTF! Chia seeds are a "superfood." What's next, library paste is a superfood? Sea monkeys are a superfood? Yet, there it is in black and white: They're good for diabetics, they're good for heart patients. They have more antioxidants than blueberries. They have more Omega-3 fatty acids (a good thing, I assure you) than flax seeds--which I've been intending to start eating some day, but why bother? The mighty chia out-omegas them.The obvious questions:
1) HOW DID THEY FIND THIS OUT? Was a hungry lab tech sitting sadly in his lab one night waiting for the overdue Domino's guy, gazing into his microscope, idly stroking his chia pet (not a euphemism), when he suddenly got an urge to TEST his chia pet's nutritional VALUE? Or, he just started grazing on handfuls of chia?*
2) WHERE DO I BUY CHIA SEEDS? Am I going to have to go to a discount store and buy 45chia pets to secure my MDR of the vital nutrients provided by the magical chia? 'cause I'll do it. Yes, I will--if it gets me any closer to superherodom, I'm there.*
Bottom line: It's Chiasaur Casserole this week and official Chia Week. At my snail-like blog productivity rate, this likely means one more chia-related post. Yet: Emperor Chia Seed, I salute you! Even as I wonder if I will grow fine, green hair all over my body if I eat you, I salute you!
(*Actually, chia is the "forgotten crop of the Aztecs" and is commonly eaten in Mexico and South America. It has a fascinating history that you can learn more about through the supersearchengine the google. And, of course, you can buy it online--as well as at health food stores, I betcha. Cake: Zzt...it's gluten-free.)
Mutual of Omaha Wild Animal Kingdom Tuesday!
Snack Time!
Fine Feathered Friends!
Two Cool Birds!
Fine Feathered Friends!
Two Cool Birds!
Two Cool Birds!
Four Cool Birds!
"So, my motto used to be live fast, die young, make a good-looking fossil, but I'm rethinking it."
Four Cool Birds!
"So, my motto used to be live fast, die young, make a good-looking fossil, but I'm rethinking it."
Quirky Friday
Quirky 1: May Breakfast!
"May Breakfast" has been a tradition in Rhode Island for 142 years--it's the only state that has 'em! According to my favorite Rhode Island Web site, Quahog.org (check out the Cuisine section especially--there are a lot of foods that are unique to Rhode Island), this is what was served at the first May Breakfast in 1867: "Aunt Hannah Babcock's clamcakes (it was nice of her to share them), biscuits by organizer Ruby King Wilbur, cold boiled ham, cold chicken, cold mashed turnips, and homemade jellies and pies."
Apparently, over the years folks have ditched the cold mashed turnips (that seems like a very good idea to me), but May Breakfasts continue on...You missed a bunch this morning, tomorrow you can choose from at least 11 of 'em, and they continue on throughout the month of May.
Here's what you'll get at a lot of 'em: eggs, ham, cornbread, clam cakes, homemade pies, hash browns, pancakes, blueberry pancakes, bacon, sausages, English muffins, Danish pastry, cereal, assorted muffins, baked beans, strawberries, fruit cups, french toast, doughnuts, juice, coffee, tea. That should tide you over to mid-morning snack time.
Quirky 2: What is this?
That's right! It's this...There was really no reason to take these pictures--it just caught my eye.
Have a great weekend!
"May Breakfast" has been a tradition in Rhode Island for 142 years--it's the only state that has 'em! According to my favorite Rhode Island Web site, Quahog.org (check out the Cuisine section especially--there are a lot of foods that are unique to Rhode Island), this is what was served at the first May Breakfast in 1867: "Aunt Hannah Babcock's clamcakes (it was nice of her to share them), biscuits by organizer Ruby King Wilbur, cold boiled ham, cold chicken, cold mashed turnips, and homemade jellies and pies."
Apparently, over the years folks have ditched the cold mashed turnips (that seems like a very good idea to me), but May Breakfasts continue on...You missed a bunch this morning, tomorrow you can choose from at least 11 of 'em, and they continue on throughout the month of May.
Here's what you'll get at a lot of 'em: eggs, ham, cornbread, clam cakes, homemade pies, hash browns, pancakes, blueberry pancakes, bacon, sausages, English muffins, Danish pastry, cereal, assorted muffins, baked beans, strawberries, fruit cups, french toast, doughnuts, juice, coffee, tea. That should tide you over to mid-morning snack time.
Quirky 2: What is this?
That's right! It's this...There was really no reason to take these pictures--it just caught my eye.
Have a great weekend!
Why It's Good and Bad to Have an Editor Accompany You to the Hospital!
1) While you wait in pre-op for three hours, the editor will keep you entertained by rewording the pain scale and asking questions like, "Why is the little blue face smiling if it is annoyed? Does it enjoy mild pain? What kind of a freak is that little blue face?" and "How hard can it be to fit the word 'objects' in with the word 'Sharp' up there? 'Place sharp horizontally' sounds like those poorly-translated directions on firecracker packages." The editor will also say, "I like the use of italics in 'Please tell us if you are having pain...' Sparingly used for emphasis, italics can be quite powerful." This will be fun, I promise.2) As you awaken from surgery, the editor will ask you questions such as "Are you going to tell the nurse your pain is 'unbearable and excruciating'? Why not just cut to the chase and scream 'MORE MEDS NOW!'" or "Don't you think they should add another smiley face to the chart? I think they need a really drugged-out, groovy-looking smiley face drawn with wavy lines. That's kinda how you look right now. Here, eat this graham cracker. I'm going to go tell the nurse that they need to add a wasted-looking smiley face to the chart. Be right back." This, too, will be fun.
Have a great weekend, and I hope your Friday is smooth and warrants the "No Pain" smiley face on the Wong/Baker Faces Rating Scale.
Picture This!
1) So, I'm walking through the woods near the farm on Sunday. I happen to glance over to my left and there are 12 magnificent deer about 20 feet away--yep, I'm pretty sure this qualifies as a herd--standing there looking at me. I freeze. We have a stare-down. And then, one by one, they all go springing acrobatically off through the woods with their white tails flashing. Boing...boing...boing...(They did not make that noise.) My camera was nowhere to be found. Thank goodness my cell phone takes pictures! It was at home, too.
2) So, I'm walking by a pond today. The sun comes winking in and out from behind a cloud. The pond is really full because of all of the rain, and it was looking all glistening and clear and pretty and picturesque. As I glance over to the far shore, I see a gigantic heron sitting there, posing in a very artistic manner and, staring back at me. Lily and I get closer and closer. I remember I have my phone with me, so I stealthily sneak it out of my pocket, spend fully 30 minutes fooling around with the buttons, and get a lot of pictures. Every five minutes or so, the heron strikes another majestic pose. Then it swoops over the pond, dips down, catches a giant fish, and strikes a pose.
All of the pictures are crap.
This is all I've got: a picture of the wettest Lily and me ever. We got caught walking in the woods in the rain last week and we were soaked. The one excellent thing about this picture (in addition to Lily, who doesn't look her cutest while wet but still is adorable) is that you can see the water dripping off my sweater.
Last week, a little boy offered me $500 for Lily.
Boy: "I LOVE this dog and I will give you $500 for her."
Me: "Oh, that's very nice, but I love her way too much to give her away."
Boy: "Well, she might become a bad dog. If she does, let me know."
Then the boy told me, "All dogs come to me because I can hypnotize them." He proceeded to attempt to hypnotize Lily while she sniffed his foot.
There is no picture of this, either.
2) So, I'm walking by a pond today. The sun comes winking in and out from behind a cloud. The pond is really full because of all of the rain, and it was looking all glistening and clear and pretty and picturesque. As I glance over to the far shore, I see a gigantic heron sitting there, posing in a very artistic manner and, staring back at me. Lily and I get closer and closer. I remember I have my phone with me, so I stealthily sneak it out of my pocket, spend fully 30 minutes fooling around with the buttons, and get a lot of pictures. Every five minutes or so, the heron strikes another majestic pose. Then it swoops over the pond, dips down, catches a giant fish, and strikes a pose.
All of the pictures are crap.
This is all I've got: a picture of the wettest Lily and me ever. We got caught walking in the woods in the rain last week and we were soaked. The one excellent thing about this picture (in addition to Lily, who doesn't look her cutest while wet but still is adorable) is that you can see the water dripping off my sweater.
Last week, a little boy offered me $500 for Lily.Boy: "I LOVE this dog and I will give you $500 for her."
Me: "Oh, that's very nice, but I love her way too much to give her away."
Boy: "Well, she might become a bad dog. If she does, let me know."
Then the boy told me, "All dogs come to me because I can hypnotize them." He proceeded to attempt to hypnotize Lily while she sniffed his foot.
There is no picture of this, either.
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