And climb the stairs to the beach...

Saturday, September 16, 2006

Morning Folks September 19, 2006

I haven't posted a blog in almost a month. I have been really busy getting my house ready to sell. Ed came up for a week in July and helped paint and get contractors started on getting my house ready to put on the market. Then in August, after our ceremony and a short vacation on the Cape I finally listed it on August 29. I vacate on Thursday or Friday and head for the Cape to allow realtors to do their thing and come back on Mondays. We had an offer pretty quickly after listing it and with any luck we will have the P&S this week. But I am not counting my chickens just yet.

In the meantime, I thought it would be fun for some of you who haven't ever been to my house to see where I live. I like to envision people in their own environments, don't you? So this has been mine for the past 10 years, almost to the day.

And if all goes well, I will have a new environment to share with you soon as I start packing for Chattanooga. I hope you will all be able to visit in person, not just virtually, when we finally get settled.



My Front Door is Pink (I wrote a poem with that title.)

















Entryway















Living Room
















Dining Room


















Head down the Hallway to the bedrooms





Master Bedroom...redocorated after the squirrel visit.



















Guest Room or Bill's Room or Doug's Room.



















The office where I do my blog.

















Heading Downstairs


















Newly renovated family room






























Laundry and half bath









Deck off Dining Room and backyard.



Have a wonderful day. I will keep you posted about when I am moving.
Love,
Suz

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Morning Folks August 22, 2006


Kathy has posted some pictures from our blessing ceremony on August 12 on her blog at www.nutsaboutquilting.blogspot.com so please copy and paste in your browser, or click on the link to Kathy's blog over on the right side of my blog to see those pix. Unfortunately, we have no other pictures of the ceremony, so if there is anyone else who did get some, we'd love it if you could share them with us.

We placed cameras on the tables at the reception and asked people to take pictures for us. I had them developed yesterday and some are very good, but they didn't do the flowers justice. They were outstanding!

I haven't had time to get all the pictures ready to publish but I will do that soon.However, many of the pictures were taken by Arabella and as you can see here, she is quite the photographer. Here is a picture of "Rascal" who was once known as "Big Baby". You can almost make out one of the 15 centerpieces my friend Lou made for us.


Here is the smaller of the two large arrangements that Lou made. I wish I had a picture of each arrangement or even just one good one that did them justice. Blue hydrangea in all shades, amazing giant red dahlias, roses in amazing pinks and pale yellow, blue delphinium and on and on. I just can't say enough about them.




Ed and I wrote a little skit showing our southern family how to talk like someone from Boston and helping the Bostonians learn some of the colorful southern expressions. Steve, Ed, John and my friend Peaches were the stars! It was wicked good, y'all.



Someone shot a picture of all three grandkids. Zeppelin, who made a nice speech for us, Arabella, shutterbug, and Indigo. Better pictures of Indigo will follow. I thought this one was cute. A 1 year old learning to walk, she struck this pose quite often!



Family and a few friends came back to the house afterwards. I loved the bonding of my family from the north with my family from the south. It was heartwarming to both Ed and I.


Ed and I wanted to thank everyone for helping us celebrate and bless our marriage, our family and our friends. It was a fabulous day for us. There were so many things that made it special for us. The music was so beautiful, the flowers exquisite, the weather was superb and the family and friends made it perfect! My special thanks to the Conor family, Lynne, Emily, George and my pal Melonhead (Melinda). They helped with so much, including setting up, clearing away and lots in between. George video taped our ceremony for us. The girls were willing to do everything and anything to help. Melinda was my support for months leading up to the event as well as during and after on that day. They even had us over for pizza after setting up the night before. Emily and Lynne called it our "rehearsal dinner" even though there wasn't any rehearsal. Ed and I were so grateful to spend the night just kicking back, relaxed and enjoying their company and their hospitality. What wonderful friends they are.




More later about so many others who are dear to us, some who travelled from far away to be with us. But for now, those of you who were there will remember that we had three poems as part of our ceremony. Ed chose First Love by John Clare. And I think he did such a beautiful job of reading it. Our minister read the second poem, which I chose, called At Last by Elizabeth Akers Allen. This poem touched me so deeply the first time I read it. And I actually gathered the courage to read a poem I had written for Ed as his wedding present, that tells our story of young love rekindled after years have gone by. I had a few requests for copies of these poems and thought I would post them here.


First Love, by John Clare

I ne'er was struck before that hour
With love so sudden and so sweet,
Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower
And stole my heart away complete.
My face turned pale as deadly pale.
My legs refused to walk away,
And when she looked, what could I ail?
My life and all seemed turned to clay.

And then my blood rushed to my face
And took my eyesight quite away,
The trees and bushes round the place
Seemed midnight at noonday.
I could not see a single thing,
Words from my eyes did start --
They spoke as chords do from the string,
And blood burnt round my heart.

Are flowers the winter's choice?
Is love's bed always snow?
She seemed to hear my silent voice,
Not love's appeals to know.
I never saw so sweet a face
As that I stood before.
My heart has left its dwelling-place
And can return no more



At Last by Elizabeth Akers Allen

At last, when all the summer shine
That warmed life's early hours is past,
Your loving fingers seek for mine
And hold them close at last at last!
Not oft the robin comes to build
Its nest upon the leafless bough
By autumn robbed, by winter chilled,
But you, dear heart, you love me now.

Though there are shadows on my brow
And furrows on my cheek, in truth,
The marks where Time's remorseless plough
Broke up the blooming sward of Youth,
Though fled is every girlish grace
Might win or hold a lover's vow,
Despite my sad and faded face,
And darkened heart, you love me now!

I count no more my wasted tears;
They left no echo of their fall;
I mourn no more my lonesome years;
This blessed hour atones for all.
I fear not all that Time or Fate
May bring to burden heart or brow,
Strong in the love that came so late,
Our souls shall keep it always now!


And There Came a Day, by Suzanne Hall Eaton

And there came a day when he dared to speak
And risk the safety of his boyish way.
And their two hands did each other seek,
Two youthful lovers on a summer day.

And there came a day when they dared to dream
And risk the safety of what was true.
And the life they planned did likely seem
A forever after life for two.

And there came a day when they dared to know
And risk the safety of a childlike heart.
And hearing’ youthful love can’t grow’
They believed it true and grew apart.

And there came a day when she dared to leave
And risk the safety of his tender glance.
And on that sweet warm summer’s eve
They one last time embraced to dance.

And there came a day when they dared set out
And risk the safety of their youthful days
And learned what life was all about,
Two winding paths, two different ways.

And there came a day when he dared to call
And risk the safety of silent years.
And as timeless walls began to fall
He faced his lady and his fears.

And there came a day when she dared reply
And risked the safety of worlds apart.
And with truths revealed in a whispered sigh
She knew his soul and loved his heart.

And there came a day when they dared to meet
And risk the safety of imagined days.
And as first-light fell that morning sweet,
They held each other beneath God’s gaze.

And there came a day when he took her hand
And they risked the safety of a single life,
And exchanged the vows in childhood planned:
He, her husband and she, his wife.

And there came a day when their eyes were clear
And they risked the safety of love’s blind sight.
And, still dancing, held each other near,
Two youthful lovers on a summer night.





I will post more pictures just as soon as I get the chance to go through and edit them. In the meantime, please go to Kathy's blog at www.nutsaboutquilting.blogspot.com to see pix of the ceremony. Have a great day!


Love,
Suz

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Morning Folks 08 09 06



Tomorrow is my last day as a Town of Sudbury employee. It has been 16 years of truly interesting and rewarding work. I have had my frustrations but mostly I feel satisfied with what I have accomplished in these years, especially the last 10 as Town Accountant. The last two years as Finance Director have been very rewarding...demanding and difficult at times, but the payoff has been great. We had a nearly squeeky clean audit and that is a first.

The people I work with are such hard working and dedicated employees, but also have become my friends. I will miss them. They are having a retirement party for me tomorrow night and I am grateful that I will have an opportunity to thank them all. I have heard through the grapevine there are going to be some finance people friends of mine from other towns, our outside auditors, some retirees I worked with in the past and even some Department of Revenue people in attendance. It will be fun to see who shows up. I hope I don't say something silly. We all want our parting words to be profound and memorable but I just hope I can leave them laughing. Or crying. I keep reminding my DPW Director this is a retirement party and not a roast! We'll see. It has been a great time. But now, on to my new life with Ed.

My Town Manager writes in her newsletter this week:

"Goodbye and Happy Retirement
This is the last week of work for Sue Petersen, our fabulous Finance Director/Town
Accountant, who has chosen to retire and live a life of ease rather than continuing to work long hours, attend night meetings and listen to the rest of us
complain. I can’t imagine what she is thinking!
Be sure to let Sue know how much you appreciate her many years of
service to the Town and how hard she has worked to insure that the high
goals the Town’s great financial management team set for themselves have all been
achieved, and how much we will miss her!"

Just thought I'd share!

Love,
Suz

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Morning Folks 08 08 06

The John Eatons arrived at the Cape after a long day of traveling on trains, planes and automobiles...and buses.



Indigo shows us her new skill of walking.

And Arabella gets ready to begin her photo-log of her vacation on the Cape.


Indigo is ready for the beach! Sunglasses and all.


First things first! Time to eat at Aunt Kathy's house.

Cousin Erin gets reaquainted with Arabella.

It was a very long day for Robin and John.


Aunt Kathy serves up the beans.
Joanna is surrounded and seems to be enjoying it!

Mmmmmmmmmmmm.


Watermelon was a big hit, especially with Arabella.

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Zeppelin was't quite as fond of the watermelon as he was of spitting the seeds


So glad you're all here!

Love,
Grandma

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Morning Folks 08 01 06


Did you remember your rabbits today? I hope so! I want you all to have good luck all month long!

I am still getting feedback on the posting about the crescent wrench. My childhood friend Cheryl Hunter from Eugene, OR writes:

But the real question is not about wrenches but is about what you callthese brand names that have become generic names, i.e., Kleenex, Xerox(for copy), Tylenol, etc. Someone once told me the term that refers tosuch brand-to-generic names but I've lost it a long time ago, andoften thought what a great piece of trivia if I remembered. Want toput that out as a question? Cheryl

I tried to find the term Cheryl was referring to and the only thing I could find was "genericize". I did find the following information on these kinds of words and a lengthy list:

The following list comprises those names which were originally created and used as trademarks, but which have subsequently become entirely synonymous with the common name of the product or service. If any of the original registrations for the trademarks appearing in this list remain in force, it is unlikely that the registered owners would be able to successfully enforce their exclusive rights against third parties.
Some common names for products or services are popularly believed to be genericized trademarks, however this in not the case as the names were never originally created or used as trademarks. Some examples are listed below.

And not a crescent wrench in the bunch!

Love,

Suz


Saturday, July 29, 2006

Morning Folks 07 29 06

'A wrench by any other word would turn a nut as sweet... '


Ed's son John (my stepson, now) sent me information today that made me decide to follow up on the July 4th posting where there was some discussion of the proper word for an adjustable wrench. As you may recall, Eric, my niece's husband had told their son Skylar that the wrench he had was not a monkey wrench, as his tool-challenged wife, Corina, had suggested.



Eric said he was told to refer to it as a crescent wrench by a shop teacher during his younger days. It apparently set off quite a discussion in the south because when Ed read my blog he told me that a Crescent wrench was a brand name like Craftsmen and that he would just call it an adjustable wrench. Today, John sent me the following reference from Wikepedia, the on-line encyclopedia. This should put the question to rest once and for all, except I am not really sure what Sky's wrench looked like in the first place. Corina might have been right and it may have been a monkey wrench. Whatever it was, we all should know the difference after reading today's tool trivia.


A wrench or spanner is a tool used to turn bolts, nuts or other hard-to-turn items.
In American English, wrench is the standard term, while spanner refers to a specialized wrench with a series of pins or tabs around the circumference. (These pins or tabs fit into the holes or notches cut into the object to be turned.) In British English, spanner is the standard term. Hinged tools, such as pliers or tongs, are not generally considered wrenches.

Open-end wrench: a one-piece wrench with a U-shaped opening that grips two opposite faces of the bolt or nut. This wrench is often double ended, with a different sized opening at each end. The ends are generally oriented at an angle of around 30 degrees to the longitudinal axis of the handle. This allows a greater range of movement in enclosed spaces by flipping the wrench over.

Box-end wrench, or Box spanner, or Ring spanner: a one-piece wrench with an enclosed opening that grips the faces of the bolt or nut. The recess is generally a six-point or twelve-point opening for use with nuts or bolt heads with a hexagonal shape. The twelve-point fits onto the fastening at twice as many angles, an advantage where swing is limited. Eight-point wrenches are also made for square shaped nuts and bolt heads. Box-ends are also often double-ended.

Double Handled Tap Wrench
Combination wrench: a double-ended tool with one end being like an open-end wrench, and the other end being like a box-end wrench. Both ends generally fit the same size bolt.

Adjustable end wrench: an open-ended wrench with adjustable (usually smooth) jaws, also sometimes called by the original patent holder's brand name as a Crescent® Wrench (Crescent Tool and Horseshoe Company). Often used as a generic term.


Monkey wrench: an old type of adjustable end wrench with a straight handle and smooth jaws, these are also known in the UK as 'gas grips'.


Hope you have a fun day ahead of you and that nobody throws a monkey wrench into your plans!

Love, Suz


PS. After I posted this blog, I received this e-mail from my Dad:

Suzie,

The last two wrenches are a crescent wrench and a Stilson wrench (the red one). A monkey wrench is like the stilson wrench except it doesn't have the hinge like feature which lets it have a ratchet effect. It is used by plumbers
because it is made to work on round objects (like pipe) and the grip tightens as you apply pressure,

Love,

Dad


So I had to update the blog, set the record straight and find a picture of both Stilson and Monkey wrenches. Actually, I got the picture of the Stilson from Googling Monkeywrench. I want to thank Eric, Corina and Sky for starting this in the first place! And everyone else who So, even Google didn't know. Anyway, here is the followup:

Pipe wrench: an adjustable end wrench with self-tightening properties and hard serrated jaws that securely grip soft iron pipe and pipe fittings. Sometimes known by the original patent holder's brand name as a Stillson® Wrench.

Here we go again! A Stillson wrench is really a brand name that has become generic in its use.

The Monkey Wrench is an adjustable wrench which is rarely used today. Its use has generally been replaced by the adjustable-end wrench, which has a compact head and so is more easily used in confined places.
The term "monkey wrench" is also used colloquially to refer to the pipe wrench.

Concerning the origin of its name, this from William Rogers, The Progressive Machinist, Theo. Audel & Company, New York, 1903:

In his interesting article upon the genesis of machine design, Mr. W.H. Sargent spoke of the slide which moves up and down in the handle of a monkey wrench as resembling a toy monkey, and thereby drew an analogy. To this Mr. H.E. Madden writes: "The wrench is not named from this, neither is it so called because it is a handy thing to 'monkey' with. The right name is 'Moncky.' Charles Moncky, the inventor of it, sold his patent for $2,000, and invested the money in a house in Williamsburg, Kings County, N.Y., where he afterward lived."



So there we go. Are we done yet? You all are driving me nuts!

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