Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Here's Mrs. B...Twin Visit #1

I wasn't in very many (I don't think ANY) of the pictures I posted of our visit with my sister's twins, Zack and Natalie. Here are some from mom and dad's camera of us hanging out in Sarasota and at Walt Disney World.

Mrs. B

Dad, Zack and Natalie at a local predator cat show
Zack feeding a tiger
Playing Euchre that night
In the Sarasota surf
My goodness, they are tall and skinny!
In Orlando getting ready to board the bus to Animal Kingdom!
Ditto
Posing just inside the entrance of Animal Kingdom
We saw these crocs on the safari ride. They are REAL. I think they look creepy!
On the safari ride
After we braved the twirling roller coaster ride in Dino Land
Magic Kingdom!
Epcot!
Dad trying on a fez in Morocco
More of Zack trying on hats!
Hanging out in the good old USA (in Epcot, of course!)
Time for subsistence
Ditto
Duffy is some bear that appears to be an Epcot character only; never seen him anywhere else
Reminiscent of Indiana Jones!
At the House of B
The guys getting ready to go to a "Meet the Rays" lunch sponsored by the Chamber of Commerce
Zack getting autographs
Natalie walking on the beach
One last game of Euchre!
I think we were winning at this point (of course we were...I had both bowers!)
Pop Pops, Grammy, Natalie and Zack
Nah...we're not related :-)
I can't believe we all fit on the couch
Twinsies
The B's
The Dudes



Friday, March 9, 2012

Our Pool Got Some Pre Season Use!


Jon and Shannon's girls came over last Saturday for a swim date in Aunt Mamie and Uncle Mark's pool. Talk about courageous! BRRR! Well, I guess the water wasn't that cold (76) but too cold for THIS gal!

Sophie really took to jumping in and out of the pool (from a step, not the ledge). She swam, swam, swam and pretended to be both a mermaid and a Princess (Sophia) or maybe both.


Sister JJ was fine in the water (but had a lot more fun playing with the beach ball; dribbling it all over the lanai).


Inspecting Al.E.Gator (the only gator allowed in my pool!)

Unfortunately, Uncle Mark wasn't there to see all the fun. When Grammy and Grandpa showed up later, she asked Sophie if she was having a good time with Aunt Mamie and Uncle Mark, to which Sophie replied, "No Mark. He's not here today!".

After swimming and dinner, the girls settled down to watch a few DVDs; The Little Mermaid (of course!) and then The Aristocats.

Sacked out and engrossed.

I sure did enjoy seeing the girls! They grow up FAST!

Mrs. B

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Walt Disney World Trip: Part Two



As I wrote in my last post on this topic, we left The Magic Kingdom around 8:00 pm to begin the trek back to the hotel. This turned out to be a tad of a goat rope since the bus driver that am had told me we'd catch a bus outside the entrance to The Magic Kingdom. We wandered over there; no. These were buses to the resorts within Walt Disney World, we needed a bus to the resorts in Downtown Disney. So, we had a choice; take the Monorail back to the transportation center where we'd get the correct bus or take the ferry across the lake to the same place. We opted for this since the ferry was a much closer walk than the Monorail. At the transportation center, several of us needed to use the facilities. Bad idea; they were totally disgusting, which really surprised me, this being Disney and all. After talking to a few more people, we found where we were to meet our bus and got there just as said bus was disappearing into the horizon. This meant a wait of about a half-hour. Anyway, we finally ended up back at the hotel and this digression of mine simply points out that, yes, having free transport from the hotel to the parks is nice BUT you really have to play the system correctly or it can turn out to be somewhat inconvenient, especially as the rules appear to change daily.

After checking into the hotel (two rooms side by side), we drove over to a Chevy's Mexican Restaurant not too far from the hotel (but far enough that walking would have been too much). I was pleasantly surprised by the atmosphere and the quality of the food. After a day of walking, everyone was in "starvin' Marvin" mode so we happily munched away on chips and salsa and our entrees. As a side note, I was both happy and dismayed that the restaurants puts the calorie intake next to each and every menu item. Suffice it to say, I had a grilled chicken and avocado salad.

After a good night's sleep, we were all raring to go the next morning. We were showered, dressed, breakfasted and out to meet the bus by 8:30 am. This meant that we arrived at The Magic Kingdom just after it opened (after going through the transportation center/monorail/park process). Zack, Natalie and I made an immediate run for Splash Mountain to get Fast Passes. When we got there, we found that there was only a five minute wait so we decided to just go on the ride. Zack ended up totally wet, which he seemed to find great fun; so much so that he wanted to ride it again. Natalie and I declined but said we'd go wait for him in the spot where we could see his log come down the mountain and get a picture. It seemed to take forever! I ended up with probably close to thirty pictures of logs coming down the flume. Interestingly enough, some were totally empty
and one had just one single rider (Zack later explained he was some sort of engineer "testing" things).
Natalie and I were never quite sure if we saw Zack come down; he finally came wandering up to us so I figured I must have (which, of course, I did; thankfully, he sat up straight and tall so I could identify him later when going through all of the pictures). He's in blue, and if you hit "Ctrl + Shift", it should blow the picture up some.
Next, we met mom and dad for The Jungle Cruise ride. Still the same corny jokes. After, the three of us ran over to Space Mountain. We finished up our stint at The Magic Kingdom with the nostalgic Carousel of Progress.

Around noon, we took the monorail to Epcot (via the transportation center). Wisely, I went over to find out where our bus would pick us up later that night so that we wouldn't be wandering around confused and exhausted when we were ready to get back to the hotel.
Posing near some of the flowers. They're getting ready for their annual flower festival.

First up in Epcot was FOOD. And, it's a great place for it. I discovered that, even when the International Food and Wine Festival isn't going on, there is still plenty of tasty food and adult beverage selections, including my favorite Fiesta Margaritas (which mom and I promptly took advantage of). Natalie wanted something from Japan and dad and Zack ended up with Fish and Chips from England. After eating, we took our time wandering around the world. The kids were interested in exploring each country's shops and settings so I actually saw some things I'd not ever seen before. Zack got the idea to try on hats in each country. I took a few pictures; I'll have to get the rest from dad.
In Japan. There wasn't really a "Japanese" hat but this was in their gift shop.
Big Uncle Sam hat in the USA.
I liked this shirt (didn't buy it, though).
Dad in America waiting for us to finish up with the picture taking.
Throwing coins into the "Trevi Fountain" in Italy. I told them this means they'll all come back to this spot one day (Zack's did eventually end up thrown in!)

We settled in Germany awhile for lunch for me and mom (brats) and a snack for everyone else (pretzels, cheesecake and beer).
Beers and texting.

At this point,it became apparent we may get some rain so we boogied on through rather quickly, stopping for a quick photo op in China.
We were in Norway when the deluge started so we side-tracked and got on the Maelstrom ride (always great fun) and also found some defective Viking helmets in the store.
Unfortunately, the rain kept us from really enjoying the last part of the world showcase and we never did get on any of the thrill rides but we did go into the Coke place where we sampled different sodas from around the world (some quite disgusting; although I liked the Italian one as it tasted like a non-alcoholic version of Campari (this is one, of course, that the kids thought was especially nasty!))
and managed one final ride on our way out (the one that goes up into the silver golf ball looking thing; now I can't remember what it's called but it is basically a journey back to the starts of communication).

Joy of joys, we got out to the bus stop area before the bus showed up although we still had a wait. After taking the long ride over to Hollywood Studios to pick up more passengers, we finally made it back to the hotel, all of us ready to eat again.

This time, we opted for Uno (right next to Chevy's). Again, I was impressed with the food selection (no calories this time!) I had no idea they were so nice; will probably go to one again.

Back to the hotel where five tired people zonked out rather quickly.

We were in the car and heading home (after a quick stop at the huge store in Downtown Disney to check for souvenirs) by 10:30 the next morning. No doubt, Orlando and the whole WDW experience is convenient to those who live in Florida (and a heck of a lot cheaper). Although the hotel is not the best by any stretch, it isn't awful and I'll probably keep going back there so long as they maintain the free transportation to the parks.

On to other adventures!

Mrs. B

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Pets, Kiddies and The Beach

Ok, ENOUGH sadness!

Below are shots of some happy times!

The other day, I ran around getting pictures of all the pets; some turned out better than others (they do not always all cooperate!); in particular, Apollo and Pete were quite photogenic and playful this session.

My brother is visiting with his twin three year old girls. Yesterday, we went to Siesta Beach for several hours. In case you were not aware, Siesta Beach is currently the #1 beach in the U.S.! It is very lovely; white sand, blue water. But, it was also incredibly crowded. Next time, we'll leave earlier. We still had a lot of fun, though. After, we headed over to the RV resort park where mom and dad are staying for the winter to hang out by the pool.

All in all, a great day!

Mrs. B

Apollo the mighty squirrel hunter
What?
Just let me at him! Let me OUT!
Athena is not amused
Hanging out
Sigh. Life can be so tiresome
Wait! Something's not exactly right here!
Masterful Pete
Ares. With his collar on (for once)
Leave me alone!
Lucy looking sad (but she wasn't)
It's very difficult to get good pictures of Lily. Here she is helping me scan documents
Apollo bows down to Queen Lily for a grooming
Siesta Beach on a sunny and hot Friday afternoon
Grammy and J J looking at the kites
Dad and Sophie go into the water to "surf"
Grandpa, relaxing
Here comes Sophie!
Jon right before that smile
J J; goggles on (she never took them off) and chocolate pudding all over her face. Life is grand!
Jon and Mom at Sun N Fun
Dad and Mrs. B



Thursday, March 1, 2012

Margot: Present, Presence, Presents

From a summer evening in 1969 to a pre-spring afternoon in 2011, I was truly blessed and fortunate to have Margot present in my life. Throughout the years, throughout MY years, she was always there in some fashion or another. Early on, she was my new step-mother; an exciting new entity in a little girl’s life. Tall, slim, beautiful, elegant; I was totally in awe of her. On her part, she was cheerful and friendly; careful not to come on overly strong and never encroaching on either my Father’s or my mother’s parental status.
With her encouragement and guidance, I became a voracious reader at quite an early age and also developed a life-long love of history; not just of people in distant places in the long-ago far away past, but the history of wherever we happened to be. Margot had a talent for making places come alive by sharing information and fascinating facts about them. That she was able to tailor the delivery such so that my sister and I were able to get drawn in was just one of her many talents.
Looking back, it seems that, as I grew, so did the depth and quality of our relationship. As I entered into those terrible teen-aged years, Margot took on a supporting role. She was the non-judgmental ear to my tales of woe and angst; offering suggestions here and there that always made sense. During these years, she also began to teach me several things; some obvious with an actual product like my 3’ dolly (named Margaret!) and the many stuffed Paddington Bears, and others much more subtle such as the art of conversing with just about anyone, regardless of their age, background or status. Literature was even more of a shared interest now as I was able to ask thoughtful questions about what I was reading and history came even more alive, especially during a very memorable trip we took to England in 1980. Ah, what fun the two of us had tromping through the streets of London! In true Margot fashion, she had come prepared with scads of interesting stories about every place we visited; making even a seemingly boring Cathedral enthralling to me when she pointed out that there was a picture of The Earl of Leicester, Queen Elizabeth I’s crony (and maybe even lover), hanging on the wall. During this time, Margot became much more of a presence in my life. Step-mother still, of course, but now also, teacher, encourager, supporter, guide.
The next several years in my life were occupied with college and the early stages of my career. Other than a few trips to their house over the holidays, I didn’t see as much of Margot as I had in the past. Still, each time I visited, she had an arsenal of things lined up to do, each one carefully researched. These were always options, mind. There was never pressure to do every single thing she suggested. In addition to activities, there were wonderful meals to eat at home and at nearby restaurants. And, always, there was interesting, engaging and lively conversation. Around this time, Margot began to encourage me to cook, giving me copies of several cookbooks, many of which contained her own recipes, and all annotated with her comments and suggestions. Here, then, are a few perfect examples of Margot’s humorous and subtle guidance:
“Amy – The desserts are really good but try some other things, too! Love, Margot”
“This is fantastic but a hell of a lot of work!”
“Be sure to use crescent rolls; others retract and ooze out”.
“Good, but omit carrots. Looks like barf!”
In 1988, I met my future first husband. When Margot was introduced to him, she promptly took a dislike to him, however, because I loved him (and true to the goodness in her heart), she eventually came to draw out something in him that she could tolerate and even enjoy. Later, however, after that marriage ended in divorce, Margot remained fiercely loyal to me. The “Tiger Mother’s” of today had nothing on my Margot, my step-mother, my teacher, my encourager, my supporter, my guide, my number one fan and, now, too, my friend.
The next decade brought many changes in my life, some darn-right bold and scary. In all honesty, I’m not so sure I would have done the things I did, taken the risks I took, had it not been for Margot’s presence, including signing up for eHarmony, which is how I met my husband, Mark, whom Margot held in extremely high esteem and loved very much. About a month before she died, she wrote this to me in an email:
“Wonderful to have you + Mark here last week. I wrote one of my friends that it was amazing you’d uncovered such a gem on eHarmony (was going to write “eBay”…hah. hah!) but of course it was recognizing what you had that was all important.”
I’m not exaggerating when I say that, throughout these years, I received daily words of love, encouragement and support from Margot. This isn’t to say that there were not still long phone calls with Margot and my Father, on top of many visits and wonderful face to face conversations because there were. However, I look back now and am so grateful that I have Margot’s words still with me, near me, accessible with a click of my mouse. If I were to go look in my email files, I would find THOUSANDS of emails from Margot. Additionally, there are many, many comments she posted on my Blog (she was a faithful reader!) Lately, I’ve been re-reading a lot of my old posts and have found several comments from her, each usually offering some sort of support, encouragement, or praise. Such as this one, when I was writing that our then new cat Lily didn’t seem to like me that much:
“Hang in there…she’ll adjust. What’s her alternative? She probably won’t be snooty the rest of her life & if she is…that’s her problem!”
I can’t express how much it means to me to find these there.
I wrote awhile back on a day when I was particularly missing her that, being able to read her emails and comments was like hearing her talk directly to me. It’s comforting to simply read her words, hear her stories again, laugh at her funny way of putting certain things and “listen” to her continuing words of support and subtle advice.
So, today, one year after her death, I sit and reflect on many things. I miss her terribly. In addition to the vast regret and sadness that I feel that she is gone and how she left, I am sometimes overwhelmed with a selfish sorrow that she won’t be with me as I continue on my life’s journey.
Yet, I hold onto the memories of the years she was with me. Her being present, her presence, and, finally the presents she gave me; things that I will never have to part with: Love of Books, Interest in History, Fascination with New Places, Art of Conversation, Cooking, Devotion to Family and Friends, Caring of Animals and Pets, Trying New Things, and, most importantly to her, Remembrance of the People from the Past; one of her favorite quotes being “Those remembered will never die”.
For the last few days, I’ve had words swirling through my mind that will eventually form themselves, I hope, into a poem for Margot. As is typical of my style, I have the ending before the middle or even the beginning:
"You’re still here
You’re not far
You’re in my heart
That’s where you are”
I close my eyes and can hear her saying, “Wonderful, Dear!”
__________________________
In loving memory of my Margot.
April 22nd 1942 - March 1st 2011
Mrs. B