Molly Bee's Attic

We had a wonderful Christmas here in Northern Maine. Friday afternoon we went to visit friends who were having a Christmas Eve open house. It was great to reconnect with folks I hadn't seen in years. I even got to hold and play with a 9 month old little elf of a girl. Kids are what Christmas is about. Friday evening we went to Christmas Eve service where I had a part to read. At the very last minute I decided not to express my biblical verse in interpretive dance like I had originally planned so didn't need bail money after all. Thanks to all of my buddies who were standing by with bail money just in case. After church Gram came up and we had Mum's AWESOME home made chicken soup, hot biscuits and Nantucket pie before going for a ride around town to see the Christmas lights. After living with all of the light pollution in the city, the stars on that ride were even more beautiful than the colored lights. Christmas morning we went back down and got Gram and all of her present...

The smell of apple dumplings is wafting in from the kitchen. A 'snow globe' snow is swirling outside and I am settling into winter life in Northern Maine. We have been making the rounds visiting friends, getting some last minute Christmas shopping done, and cooking. Evenings are spent knitting, reading or playing games. It's just the respite I've been needing after the last few months. I spent the other morning down to Grammie's . I addressed some Christmas cards for her. At 98, her hands shake and she is embarrassed by her handwriting. I think it's fine, but it gave me a chance to spend time with her. We made fudge and visited. 98 years old. It boggles the mind. We went upcountry to Mapleton to see friends, Gloria and Dwight last Saturday. They have an absolutely stunning house that sits way up on a hill. You can see forever and ever from up there. I tried to get them to let me move in. I told them I could just stay on the sofa and admire the view and they...

It's not technically 'winter' yet and we are already getting our back pockets handed to us! This was in mid-blizzard last Sunday morning. Note all of the branches down. We had freezing rain and then snow and all the little or loose ones came tumbling down. Ben is ecstatic since his favorite thing to do is eat sticks! I'm so glad that my years of shoveling the dooryard are over. I sit inside snuggly (and smugly )and watch the neighbors dig out. Besides watching the neighbors shovel, I also like to pass judgment on the dim-witted souls who absolutely have to go into town to get beer during the ice-storm/blizzard. The following picture just shows a beautiful, overflowing font of bad decision making... I don't know what I love the most... The driver thinking that despite the Statewide State of Emergency and police instruction to stay off the roads, he can surely make it to the gas station and back for beer and Cheetos -no problem! Despite the confidence and bravado,...

In my desperate bid to locate my Christmas Spirit, I went to Olbrich Gardens with friends on Saturday before the big blizzard hit. They have a special train and poinsettia room this time of year. Lots of poinsettias, amaryllis and trees. There is a train track that runs around the whole room through the foliage. Cool birdhouses. This one was my favorite with a deer antler perch. The cardinals are origami! There were origami blue jays and other winter birds tucked everywhere. There were also some lovely gingerbread houses I couldn't decide if this birdhouse was a lighthouse or a salt shaker, but either way, I liked it! After getting a good dose of Christmas, we went into the tropical conservatory where we saw real birds, and basked in the moist tropical heat. Cheery canaries A plethora of quails Koi fish Tropical cousin Itt plant Quite a welcome contrast from the blizzard that was to strike a couple of hours later! Next Up: Snowpocalypse 2010

I've been woefully depleted in the Christmas Spirit department this year, but I did have one small spurt of inspiration last Friday night. I made Caramel Corn. Then I packed it up and parceled it out right away. This is one treat I don't want around. A bag of cheeseless corn puffs, 1 cup of butter, 1 cup of brown sugar and half a cup of Karo! Oh, it'll kill ya, but what a way to go! (Recipe over on Molly Bee's Kitchen ) I knit a couple jelly bean mice for Mum's cat Punkin. I'll be seeing her soon and she's very....um...choosy... about who she likes. It's always good to have bribes in your pocket just in case. And I wrapped gifts. These aren't the ones I wrapped. The ones I wrapped are pathetic. These are from a friend who has MAD SKILZ in the wrapping department! I love the ribbon. It looks like a Christmas 'film strip'! So I finally put a little Ho Ho in my holiday but it was short lived. Anybody got a little extra holiday spirit to shar...

Despite the upcoming holidays, I've been in a rut so deep I could hang up posters. Work, work, and more work, cold, cold, cold and more cold, and the wrist injury that prevented me reducing stress by knitting have combined into a one-two-three-martial-arts move that has leveled me the last couple of weeks. I need a serious break.... The good news is that I finally regained wrist control as far as knitting goes (still iffy on the guitar playing much to my neighbors' and Ben's delight) and I've been able off and on on this: It's St. Enda by Alice Starmore. I spent a frustrating hour trying to find some sign of it on the interwebs before realizing that it's not St. EDNA! But anyway. It's kind of fun, and I really like the way the Blackberry Ridge yarn pops the cables. Ben's going through a bit of a rough patch these days too. His feet get so cold when he goes outside that he tries to run around on three legs, holding one foot off the ground to keep it warm...

The landing was a little rough... And...uh, it looks like a water takeoff is out of the question.... I think I'll just wait here 'til spring.

Just getting around to downloading these amazing cloud pics from the week before Thanksgiving. We got a summer-like thundershower with tornadoes! Very rare for November. Impressive clouds.

Really blurry pic but that little black spot in the middle is proof the Mr. Mole is alive and well and survived the Ben's Mouth Molewash he went through earlier. I'm happy to report that he is all fluffed out again after his ectoplasm bath!

Don't we look miserable?!

Sorry for the lapse in posts lately. I have a brace on my right wrist to combat some tendinitis so typing is ouchie right now. Seems writing 200 Christmas cards, knitting a cable sweater, playing guitar (however badly) and 20 extra hours of computer work a week is destructive to ones wrist joints. Who knew? Anyway, I promised to tell you about my new super power and I know you've been waiting on pins and needles (Needles! Get it knitterly friends?). I often send my scientists out to different places to do talks, seminars, instrument installations or trade shows. When they go, I make them a little travel packet that has airport maps, area maps, hotel information, weather etc. for each city they'll be in. I was making one for one of my kids who went to Maryland a couple of weeks ago. One of the pieces that goes in the packet is a list of the 10 closest restaurants to the hotel and I noticed that one of the restaurants was a place called ' Cheeburger Cheeburger ' (like...