Sunday, March 9, 2014
We have a sign on the refrigerator to "close the door." Depending on what is in the side door, it doesn't always make the connection and we have suffered the consequences. Putting the reminder there may help, but I'm not so sure. There is a lot of street parking in our neighborhood because most of us are not fortunate enough to have garages. There was a red car parked by our house with a sign in the window on the right passenger side. Upon closer inspection it read "don't open this door." It was curious because it got us thinking to whom this message was intended. If it was like our refrigerator, it was just a reminder to the owners that if they opened it again, they'll never get it closed based on a previous negative experience. It also sounds like a problem we have with a window in our bedroom. Apparently when we had an earthquake a few years ago it moved the building enough to jam up the windows so some of them would not open anymore. We tried to open it once and jammed it, and it has not been opened since. We put a sign on it too to remind us not to try opening it. Luckily that one will be removed tomorrow when the repair people come (we hope). Maybe it's just a bad memory so a sign is needed to remind us not to get in to whatever miserable situation was created. I suppose that's a good thing. But it does look odd, or funny, or curious - depending on your point of view.
Saturday, March 8, 2014
We have visited the Sackler Gallery many times, but always try to go for the Persian New Year celebration. As it was a beautiful day for a walk, we headed out to the Mall along Independence Avenue. At the entrance was a tiny little fire where you are supposed to jump over it. We didn't, but the kids did. Once inside, there was a huge haft sin on display. We went down the steps into an exhibit of 1000 archived photos from the late 19th and early 20th centuries. A lady sat down beside us and asked where we were from, as a set up to tell us she was from Tehran. If you ever ask an Iranian where he/she is from, it's always Tehran. My husband is from Rasht, and very proud of it! Alongside that were kids coloring. One floor down was another fire jump and a room filled with all kinds of folks making colorful masks and crowns. The face painting line was long, but the line for Moby Dick kabobs and Persian food was even longer. We did stop to see the Falnama, and made a wish as we opened the book, and visited the ancient delights. Those pieces reminded me of the many places we stopped while we were in Iran not so long ago visiting every corner of the country. These are some beautiful traditions that everyone there seemed to be enjoying. What a great place to see them. I can see my husband loves it, even if he doesn't say so out loud.
Friday, March 7, 2014
Following our lunch in Glen Echo at the Irish Pub, we headed out to American Plant in Bethesda. We were in search of a replacement bamboo piece, and a little bit of greenery to spruce up the ledge above the TV. It's always so pleasant to visit these places in the springtime where the orchids are really showing off, but the cactus outnumber them and are competing for attention. Unfortunately we could not use either the orchids or the cacti, and kept our focus on finding just the right small bit of leafy adornment. This is one area that is left to the decision of my husband. It's not often that he sees something he really likes, but when he does I can tell. And so it was when this dainty little plant grabbed his attention, along with the small container that would fit the space well. In the end, he would have preferred something a little bigger for the plant, but didn't like the green pot we used to have in this spot. So we'll see how long it lasts. It seems to be the appropriate size sitting next to the baby pictures of our two grandsons housed in very ornate frames. There is always the tiny vase that can be used when the flowers in our patio garden start to flourish. Let's hope it lasts at least a few weeks.
Thursday, March 6, 2014
For the last eight years I have had the good fortune to walk home for lunch from work. I am never disappointed with the menu or the conversation. Once in a while my husband joins me for lunch at the Library after attending a program he likes. We usually go to the Madison Building Cafeteria, the House Office Building, or Tortilla Coast. But I always prefer going home because the food tastes better and it is better for you. The offering stays pretty much the same - one egg over well (we eat the egg whites only) on top of an English muffin, sometimes with fat free American cheese, sometimes with a slice of ham or sausage; a half of a bagel, and French bread served with our favorite cheese and jelly. It is very simple and never disappoints. It's ready as soon as I walk in the door. Our little Betta fish Moby Dick is included in the conversation, and oftentimes I can get in a ten minute nap. I have no right to complain, and I don't until I have to walk back to work for the afternoon. It's a nice way to break up the day. After thirty years of driving all over town in Milwaukee at all hours of the day and night in a health care career, I think I deserve it.
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Not too far from Washington is Alexandria. We usually take the George Washington Parkway on our way to and from there, but we needed to stop at PetSmart along Route 1. My goodness! It's been awhile and things have really changed from just last year. Starting from the $600's, you can get yourself a condo at Potomac Yard. Next to that will be Notch 8. It looks as though every completed unit is already inhabited. I am certain the merchants are thrilled with this massive housing explosion. The traffic is already congested as work is also underway to widen the street. When we visited Washington fifteen or twenty years ago we landed at Reagan and rented a car on Route 1 and then drove in to Alexandria to Morrison House. It is unbelievable how the landscape changed. I much prefer our location on Capitol Hill, but I envy the modern construction and updated materials - especially the infrastructure water pipes. But at least I don't have to drive in that mess every day. Not many folks can say they walk to work. You better believe I can really appreciate that!
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
For being such a tiny thing, our Betta fish has a big personality. He used to live in a very large aquarium. When we transferred him to a smaller bowl he seemed much happier and it became obvious that he loved to sit near the surface of the water. He blows a lot of bubbles, and enthusiastically responds to any human interaction by dancing. We've tried a lot of different plants. He seems to figure out the best position to set himself according to the leaf size and shape. But it looks like the Anubias Nana is his favorite. They don't always last very long so we have a fake Betta fish leaf bed/ hammock too. With both types of plants in the bowl he seems to prefer the real thing. He looks like a surfer on his surfboard as he paddles his way on to the leaf. The smaller bowl also is nice when we need to bring him over to an alternate home if and when we are out of town. You wouldn't think this little creature could have such an affect on you, but he does. And because of that he at least deserves a decent bed.
Monday, March 3, 2014
The last time it snowed, which wasn't all that long ago, we learned that our grandson shoveled out a lot of neighbors and cleared the sidewalks. Unfortunately he forgot about us. We don't need the sidewalks done because the condo takes care of that and the driveway, but our car no longer sits in a garage like it did in Wisconsin. So whenever the weather is foul, someone needs to attend to the car. We told him we thought he did a marvelous job with the neighbors, and that's what really matters. This morning we got a phone call. My husband answered it and the voice on the other end simply asked where was our car located on the block. Within five minutes the shovel and the broom arrived in the hands of our ten year old grandson, who cleaned off the snow in short order. It's a good thing he is off school today, and I'm glad I am off work to witness this good deed. Unfortunately for us, he will be moving away from our neighborhood this year to a place about four hours away. What will we do without him?