Author Archives: beth

About beth

Ann Arbor-ite writes about enjoying life with all of its ironies and surprises.

speed decorating.

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olive the cat not the oil

startled for no reason

(as often happens with both of us)

jumped off the ledge 

 right onto my favorite lamp

 startling both of us

(now for a reason)

I see it as her way

of not so subtly suggesting

a redecorating idea.  

“my personal decorating style is cozy,

romantic and a little rustic, with a sense of whimsy.”

 – k. schlapman

adjustment.

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the origin soup 

on thursday I went home with a cold

looking for comfort food

not wanting to go to the store

I made soup out of what I found in my kitchen

I  put it all in a crockpot, turned it on, and waited it out

 problem was

after 4 hours

it did NOT taste good

I added more herbs and some fresh salsa

I waited it out

tried again

nope, not good

added more things

now on day 4 of the soup saga

added in even more things

continued cooking

next move

add in tomatoes

but that can wait

until the morning

it’s now taking on

a creamy porridge texture

still slow cooking it

some beans still hard

still does not taste good

now a lot of soup

I could easily survive

the rest of the winter

if snowed in with this soup

it would still not taste good

but I would never go hungry

this might go on forever

like a sourdough starter

perhaps I can pass it on

to my children one day

tomorrow will be the best day ever

when the soup will all come together

I just know it.

“cooking is the art of adjustment.”

– jacques pepin

glittery wheel of misfortune.

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when my laptop charger suddenly stopped working

and I couldn’t get it to fit snuggly into

the magnetic biggish hole thing with the connector dots on the one side of my computer

(technical jargon)

I reluctantly made a trip to the apple store and bought a new charger

I took it home, tried to plug it in, and got the same results.

I then took it to my local guys who work on apple stuff

asked how much it would be to replace that part

and instead of giving me a price

one grabbed a pair of tweezers

and pulled something out of it

saying

“it should work just fine now.

it looks like a tiny piece of.metal,  glitter? somehow got in the hole.”

well, come to think of it,  I have had a few glitter ‘incidents’

where it was stuck to me or other people around me or on things…

so –

price for the tweezer instant repair method. free.

“fortune is like glass – the brighter the glitter, the more easily broken.”

-publilius syrus

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solving.

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going through my piles of stuff

i found this page

from exactly 13 years ago

when I solved my first

nyt sunday crossword puzzle

all on my own

all spaces filled

I was so happy

this was a personal goal

I had worked on many puzzles

 and finally began to learn

the styles of the editors/writers

what spaces, clues, word play, patterns, punctuation, puns, word roots,

capital letters, italics, other languages, irony, humor, sarcasm all meant

I like to work in ink

not crossing out clues

not in any order

do as much as I can

walk away once or twice

then it somehow all falls into place

sometimes I master it

sometimes it masters me

now every sunday

I eagerly grab my newspaper from outside the door

and the challenge begins once again.

I attribute it all to sheer will and bit of magic.

‘our whole life is solving puzzles.’

-erno rubik