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To Herbert on Father’s Day

Posted: June 21st, 2015 | Filed Under: About Him,About Me,Holiday

I was adopted at birth and never had a father. At least not a birth father that I knew. But I did have a father figure. A friend of my mother, Thelma. His name was Herbert Grannis. He was around as long as I can remember. He read the Sunday comics to me until I was able to read them for myself. He did so many other things for me that I never got to thank him for. So I’ll do that now.

Thank you, Uncle Herb …

For having the patience to indulge a four-year old by reading the Sunday comics to her every Sunday morning when I am sure you’d rather have dived into the sports section to check baseball scores.

For sitting patiently as you held me in your lap while I plucked hairs off your arm. It was this weird “thing” I did and I have no idea why.

For putting together my Barbie Dream House (it would be worth a small fortune today) and all the cardboard Danish Modern furniture that came with it so my dolls would have a place to park their plastic asses.

For attempting (that’s the operative word here) to teach me algebra and how to use a slide rule at the ripe old age of eight.

For not being afraid to let anyone see you cry inconsolably when our Pekingese died.

For driving across town to help me pick out a new kitten and cringing inside when I announced I would name the little black kitten Satan. (My mother vetoed the idea immediately so, fresh out of clever ideas, he became Toby.)

For telling me I was beautiful.

For telling me I was smart.

For being just as disappointed in me as Thelma was when I misbehaved.

You left too soon; you were 62 to my 16.

But you played a part in how I woukd grow up and choose my own mate.

And P.S., I think you would have LOVED Roberto!


It Happened So Fast…

Posted: February 13th, 2015 | Filed Under: About Him,About Me,Widda Hood
I am spending the last day of my week-long vacation cleaning out my email inbox and came across something i wrote to a close friend the day after Robo died. I thought I’d share it with you.
It happened so fast this afternoon; EMTs, cops, medical examiner … I guess with his constellation of health issues, they wanted a definitive cause of death. The house is finally quiet tonight after hours of chaos. And I have lost my best friend of 30 years.
And I didn’t tell him how much I love him today of all days. Go do that right now!

The Last Best Thanksgiving

Posted: November 17th, 2014 | Filed Under: About Him,About Me,Food and Drink,Holiday

I am remembering Robo’s last Thanksgving, our last Thanksgiving together. I recently spoke to a friend who is going through a rough patch with a dying relative. She told me, I keep thinking of things in terms of “last” as in last birthday, last Thanksgiving, last Christmas, etc. I told her not to thinnk of them as the last, but the best or the most cherished. And that is what Thanksgiving 2011 is to me, and always will be.

Thanksgiving was always Roberto’s favorite holiday, for reasons you can imagine: Food and football, a license to pig out and overdose on sports on TV? It doesn’t get better than that if you are a guy!

The menu was fairly simple. We were hooked on Giada DeLaurentiis and her cooking shows, so a lot of the dishes were Giada-inspired. For starters, I made a berry strada. Followed by tomato and green bean casserole. I also made cornbread with creamed corn and jalapeno peppers, rich and creamy. I had found a fresh turkey breast at the grocer and roasted that on my own (later I would come to rely on precooked turkey from Pappas and Honey Baked Ham Co.). Dessert was the traditional Chess Pie that he loved so much.

I couldn’t know then, when I was happily cooking for the man I loved that it would be a short two weeks later that he would be gone. I couldn’t know then that the Thanksgiving we shared in 2011 would be our last together. That no other Thanksgiving since then could ever compare, with him not around.

So this Thanksgiving, when you are gathered with your loved ones, don’t hesitate to hug them and tell them how much they mean to you. You may not get another chance next year.

Make THIS holiday the BEST one ever, whether it’s the last one or not.

Hate-Oh NATO

Posted: May 31st, 2014 | Filed Under: Military,Violence Against Serbs
From Ilic Branko: On this day 30. May, 1999.: NATO committed a horrible crime on a bridge in Varvarin, Serbia In that attack were killed 10 civilians, while 16 of them sustained serious injuries. The first attack killed three people and at least five wounded. A few minutes later, the aircraft returned and fired two more missiles that left seven people dead who in the meantime come to the bridge to help the victims of the first attack. Read more .. »

Serbia Needs Your Help!

Posted: May 21st, 2014 | Filed Under: Current Events,Media
At least 20 people have died in the flooding brought about by several days of torrential rain and there’s no sign of it letting up. Please give what you can. I did. Read more .. »

More About How You Can Help With the Flooding in the Balkans

Posted: May 21st, 2014 | Filed Under: Current Events,Media
From The Huffington Post. The writer visited Serbia and fell in love with the country and her people.

We Must Not Forget…

Posted: March 24th, 2014 | Filed Under: History,Politics,Violence Against Serbs
While I try to keep postings light on this site, sometimes you have to shine a light on the ugly. Tomorrow (March 24) will mark the anniversary of the beginning of the NATO bombing of Yugoslavia, an onslaught that lasted 78 days. While it was explained away to the rest of the world as an humanitarian act, NATO bombed civilian bridges, water supplies and power centers. Humanitarian? Hardly. Read more .. »

Two Years, Two Million Tears

Posted: December 7th, 2013 | Filed Under: About Him,About Me

I cannot believe that it will be two years tomorrow since Robo left my life forever. Sometimes it seems as raw and painful as if it happened just yesterday. Some days — most days, actually — I go through my daily routine with Robo tagging along in the back of my thoughts and in my heart. Other days, the grief overtakes me and I have to indulge myself in a tear-fest. Often those happen sitting in my car in the garage outside my house. Other times, in the shower, as I remember the baths he so loved to take, especially in the roll in shower created just for him right after we bought this house. With money gained from his medical malpractice suit.

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Shirley Temple Versus Honey Boo Boo

Posted: August 3rd, 2013 | Filed Under: Culture Shock,Movies and TV
The dumbing down of America is in full swing what with the likes of Lizard Lick Towing, Honey Boo Boo Child and many other reality shows featuring denizens of the South. Not to say that all Southerners are “chaw” chewing backwoods inbred monsters. Because, after all, there was also Mayberry. But which child would you rather believe is a reflection of our society? This one?
Or this one?
Or maybe this one?

What’s Good for the Goose Is NOT Good For the Gander

Posted: May 28th, 2013 | Filed Under: Current Events,Politics,Sports
Can someone explain to me why it’s okay for Xherdan Shaqiri to make a political statement by waving the Kosovo flag at the FC Bayern match on Saturday and yet when Milorad Cavic wears a tee shirt proclaiming that Kosovo Is Serbia, he is stripped of his gold medal? Well? I’m waiting, UEFA.
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