Sunday, May 7, 2006
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Tulips in Frans's & Rian's garden in The Netherlands
UPDATE -- Coni anticipating Jamie's ice cream social
Coni and her sister Kristi returned home from Maryland on Monday, and Coni has spent most of the week resting at home. The blood transfusion and other treatments she received last week seem to be having a positive effect, as she has generally felt much better and has had more energy this week than she did during the same week of the last cycle.
Today (Friday) we have another appointment with Dr. Rousey at Minnesota Oncology and Hematology PA. We will likely meet with him periodically so he can keep up with Coni's treatments and progress, which will be important if Coni leaves the NIH treatment program and seeks new treatments at some point in the future. Because Dr. Rousey has experience treating Coni's form of cancer, he would likely be our next source of treatment after NIH.
After the appointment, Coni and I will be attending an ice cream social at her niece Jamie's elementary school. Going into the week, Coni wasn't sure if she would feel up to attending, but because she has been doing so well this week, she will be able to attend, which will make both Coni and Jamie very happy. Other than that, we plan to spend the weekend enjoying the beautiful weather that is being forecasted!
Please keep her in your thoughts and prayers again this week. You can send e-mails and e-cards to her here: firstname.lastname@example.org.
Photo Editor's Note: Weston told me that Coni's niece Jamie Waltzing, a first grader, age 7, loves getting mail -- especially postcards from all over -- and she's a big fan of animals. She'd love to get a postcard from you, if you'd care to send one. Miss Kitty has sent her a couple of postcards already. (Click here to see a picture of Weston, Coni and Jamie at the benefit in Osakis.)
Miss Jamie Waltzing
UPDATE -- Diana Martin
Hello to all my loved ones. I saw the Oncologist, yesterday, and spent the better part of two hours going over test results, but mostly treatment options. There are so many, it gets a bit mind boggling. I think I have chosen the option, that, although it doesn't have quite the success rate average, has fewer severe side effects, can be done once a week right at my doctor's office, and, if need be, will allow me to choose the next best option if that one doesn't seem to be working.
With the option I'm choosing, he feels I should have at least two quality years, or more, and seems to agree with my decision, so, I see him on the 10th of May, and chemotherapy should start shortly afterward.
I hope this note finds one and all happy, healthy and having a good spring. Love to all..... Diana
FAMILY UPDATE -- Husebys have wildflowers and deer
We are settling into our new house and never tire of looking out at all the trees. We still have many boxes to empty, but I finished the kitchen yesterday. That feels great and there was room for everything, although I must admit there isn't very much space left for adding any new kitchen items without first weeding through the existing. Erik's and Ashley's rooms are empty of boxes but mostly chaos yet.
This week Tim is helping his dad paint the basement rooms of their house that is still under construction in Nisswa. After doing what they could yesterday, they moved the fire ring in our back yard farther away from the house -- and discovered that it had been set up close as the previous owner was trying to burn away a large tree stump. We'll either have it removed or factor it into the landscape.
After days and days of rain (good for encouraging us to stay indoors and unpack), it was sunny most of yesterday and Ashley and I walked around our yard a bit and took pictures of some of the wildflowers. Will the photo editor please help us identify a couple of these? My wildflower book is still packed and will be until I get a couple of bookcases, since Erik now has the one we had in his room.
I was thrilled to find the violets as I was making plans to populate some areas with them and will transplant the ones that are close to Tim's shed and in grave danger of being trampled. The other flowers were along the edge of the undeveloped lot next door, although I might find them in the very back of our lot, as well, if the deer haven't eaten them.
We saw a doe and a yearling close to the house our first morning here and since then have seen as many as five deer at one time grazing throughout the back yard. I think the raspberries survived that bit of grazing, but they will have to be moved anyway, to survive the bit of landscaping that needs to be completed in the backyard.
We are happy to be back in Minnesota and look forward to all that this area has to offer this summer. I'll send pictures of the house once we have things looking better inside.
Photo Editor's Note: A Bulletin subscriber more familiar with Northern Minnesota wildflowers and berries may be able to identify the plant on the right more accurately than I ... it may be a tall blueberry plant; at the very least, it's a close relative of blueberries and huckleberries.
UPDATE -- making plans for a daughter (and sister)
Angela (Stahlecker) Roberson
UPDATE -- Hurricane Wilma area still has work to do
Not a lot to report. All the trees and plants that didn't get blown away are green and growing again. One interesting tidbit ... our live oak trees normally shed their leaves in late February or early March. The hurricane pretty much stripped all the leaves off of them in October so they didn't shed their leaves this spring. We settled with our insurance company and have signed a contract to have our roof replaced. We plan to get some replacement trees planted soon.
UPDATE -- the Indermarks
UPDATE -- baking organic goodies
Day to Day R
If you're a game player, here's the place to visit! Orisinal is an entire site that hosts free games, most quite simple to master. The introductory page has descriptive icons. Click one to access the game of your choice. There are no titles so part of the fun is discovering what each game has in store for the player. You must realize that the first few games will be a learning process. Please don't despair if your score is not perfect; you'll have plenty of chances for improvement!
The Matriarch Speaks W
Mother's Day 2006
As the present Matriarch of the Dake family, I invite you to help us pay tribute to Amy Mellon Dake, the Mother of the Dake Family -- whether she was your mother, your grandmother, your great grandmother, your aunt, your borrowed mother, or your friend.
Who Is This?
Let's Play a Guessing Game: Whenever it is handy to do so we will run a picture of someone of the subscribers or staff members of our e-magazine. Tell us who you think it is -- we will let you know who was the first to guess it right -- and the correct guess -- in the following week's Bulletin.
How many can you identify?
That is a wonderful picture of the Miller clan and their mates. I know my mother had one; I don't know if it is the same one or not.
In the front row, L-R: John and Rose Miller and my parents Lenore (Miller) and Henry Phingsten.
Editor's comment: You are correct and also first to answer -- Congratulations!
The mystery picture, which is not so mysterious, since it is all my aunts and uncles on the Miller side plus Mom and Dad. Front row: John and Rose Miller and Lenore and Henry Pfingsten. (Let's see how many get that name spelled correctly!) Back two rows: Jeanette and Robert Miller, Phoebe and George Huisman, Mom and Dad [Blanche Dake Miller and Jim Miller], Florence and Dick Miller, and Coynell and Tom Miller.
My original wage agreement at the ranch had been that they would provide us with a pickup truck. I wasn't altogether unhappy that they were always short that one truck. We continued to drive our own truck and they helped out with gas, tires, and repair bills. It was a good arrangement.
It seemed like nearly everything else belonged to the ranch, including us and the beds we slept in!
Because the two-way radio on the kitchen counter was the only connection to the boss and the outside world, we were required to keep it tuned in and turned on. From early morning til late evening, our family time was interrupted by the incessant chatter of ranch activity.
It wasn't too surprising then that we looked forward to Sundays, when, after getting up early and feeding the sheep, we'd get into our truck and head to town for our Sunday morning meeting. Once we were in our truck, we were free from the reach of the two-way radio. We had a pleasant hour-and-a-half of quiet time -- all to ourselves -- as we crossed cattle-guards and open range on the 80 miles of scenic high-desert between us and town. We passed the Steenes Mountains, several rim-rock plateaus, a hot-spring, and Malheur Lake -- before reaching the small ranching and logging community of Burns.
Our dog, Checker, always made this trip to town with us. (We didn't trust to leave him back at the ranch.) He would sit on the front seat between Sherry and me and keep his eyes on the road. If we met another vehicle, Checker's herding instincts were so strong that he would latch onto it with his intense, Border Collie stare, as it approached. When we met the vehicle, his neck would whip around as we passed.
When there was no traffic, as was often the case, he'd latch onto telephone poles as we approached them, whipping his head around repeatedly as we passed each one.
In town, it was not unusual to have a dog as a passenger. Most pickup trucks sported at least one!
Checker would wait patiently in the truck while we were in meeting. We came to greatly appreciate our friends and fellowship there.
One of the first things we had to learn in basic training was to salute officers. All officers. Even Second Lieutenants. Especially Second Lieutenants. We learned that it didn't work to pretend you didn't see them. Because Lackland Air Force Base was a basic training center, this included saluting officers driving in cars. Saluting officers in cars seems pretty strange, but we all had to do it.
Sergeant Richards courteously held his road guards and halted the flight to let the Beetle pass. He saluted smartly as the car approached, and then seemed to suffer some sort of terrible seizure. He doubled over, choking and foaming at the mouth, making horrible noises. He stomped his feet. His eyes bulged. His arms waved wildly. He seemed to be suffering unbearable pain. After a few moments, he settled into berating himself in language both colorful and innovative.
$ A Long Time Ago !
According to my father (Donald B. Johnson), his uncle Edward W. Miller began doing inlaid wood pieces during the Depression and continued it afterwards as a hobby. I'm hoping to learn more about this from Great Uncle Edward's daughter Ruth Miller Collings. I sent a preview of this article and photos to my first cousin Sandra Knowles Schaefer, as well. She sent a photo of an ornate inlaid wood serving tray given to her mother many years ago by her Uncle Edward. Sandy didn't know exactly where it had come from until she saw the pictures (early 1930s?) below. --Jerrianne
His Idea Of Rest Is To Work Hard At Tedious Task
An Ontario cabinet maker who possesses remarkable skill and a penchant for intense work has demonstrated what leisure time will yield by fashioning a group of tables, each intricately designed in inlay and overlay with thousands of tiny pieces of wood.
THREE OTHER TABLES
In addition to those on hand, Miller has made three other tables in the two years since he first took up this work as a hobby. What started as a means for mental relaxation turned into an art as Miller's proficiency increased, until now he constructs perfect examples in wood mosaic. But to the average person who looks and marvels, the cabinet maker's original idea of seeking relaxation in the task of fitting a genuine jig-saw puzzle by making the pieces as he goes along, is a bit remote.
KEEPS HIS EYES OPEN
Some of these woods Miller buys, some he trades for; many of the others he picks up here and there, watching for instances when a resident is forced to cut down some dying tree he had purchased perhaps for its exotic character. He makes frequent forays into the hills to gather different varieties of pine, oak and mesquite.
Greg and Sonja Dake left Durham, North Carolina, for Shanghai, China, on January 6th and returned January 28th. It was a business trip for Greg and Sonja went along. They took extra time for sightseeing while they were there.
Traveling to the "real" China
Saturday morning, January 21, 2006, we had an 8:40 a.m. flight to the Yunnan province of China. This was a domestic flight, as opposed to international flight, so we flew out of Shanghai Hongqiao Airport instead of Pudong Airport. We managed to pack everything the night before, because we knew we wouldn't be awake or energetic enough to do any of it that morning.
When we did go outside to get the taxi, we had to tell the hotel employee whose job it is to get taxis for guests at least three times that no, we didn't need to go to Pudong Airport, we needed to go to Hongqiao Airport. The taxi driver also didn't believe us until Greg showed him our plane ticket. Poor driver was stressed the whole way, thinking he wasn't going to get us there in time to catch our plane. It is a 40-minute or so drive from the Pudong area to Hongqiao in normal traffic. The driver at first thought we had an 8 a.m. flight, I think, because he kept pointing at the clock on his dash and asking us, "Okay? Okay?" We would reassure him, but he was still stressed.
We got to the airport about 7:50 a.m. (and paid our largest yet taxi fare, 81RMB. Greg gave him a 100RMB note and told him to keep the change, which is all but unheard of in China. You know those silly signs that some places have in the States, "Tipping is not a city in China?" Well I have a response for those signs now: "That's right, there is no tipping in China." Busboys, limo drivers, cab drivers, wait-staff, etc., none of them expect tips.
to be continued
Photo Editor's Note: We are serializing Sonja and Greg's web log and illustrating it with the photos they are posting, but there is far more photo material available than we will be able to fit in The Bulletin, so we also provide the links to the blog, for those who are interested:
Web Log: http://sonjas-travels.blogspot.com/
Greetings from the Netherlands
by Frans de Been
Oosterhout, The Netherlands
This week's recipe, a flavorable introduction to a new low calorie vegetable, is in response to a special request by Eric. So here you go! Weight Watcher's = 6 points per serving. --DLA email@example.com
Celebrations & Observances
This Week's Special Days
This Week's Birthdays
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May Special Days
Miss Hetty's Mailbox:
Dear Miss Hetty,
Kurt's out-to-sea schedule has had him out Monday through Friday and home on the weekends for the past month or so. Luckily, his birthday fell on a weekend this year, so we got to celebrate together on his actual birthday.
I told him we could celebrate any way he wanted. Wherever he wanted to go, whatever he wanted to do, whatever he wanted to eat ... he was just supposed to let me know! He decided that he'd rather just stay home since he's always away. But he had MANY requests for meals.
Saturday night, he requested BBQ meatballs, au gratin potatoes, and French style green beans.
Sunday morning, he wanted to have breakfast before church at Mimi's Café. (He ate there for the first time a couple weeks ago when my parents were in town. We had Easter brunch there, and Kurt decided he wanted to go back as soon and as often as possible!) So, we had a delicious breakfast there on Sunday morning for his birthday.
Sunday evening he wanted to order food from Pat & Oscar's. I had never heard of them, but now I'm a loyal customer, just as Kurt is with Mimi's. Pat & Oscar's has this great gourmet pizza. We had the "San Diego" pizza, which is topped with feta cheese, avocado, red onion, and pesto. Quite delicious! We also had Greek salad (my favorite!) and fresh-baked breadsticks.
Needless to say, after Kurt went back out-to-sea for the week on Monday morning, I was left with a ton of left-overs to enjoy. And boy, oh boy, have I!
Kurt's favorite is chocolate devil's food cake, but I knew if I baked him one, he would eat one or two pieces and then there would be an entire cake left here for me all week. I'm already having to go for extra walks to burn off all the yummy pizza & BBQ meatballs I've been eating, so I didn't want an entire chocolate cake here staring me down.
Instead, I bought him a Carvel ice cream cake, which was just as delicious (and much less work for me!). Here are a couple photos of Kurt and his cake. (The poor thing thinks he's over the hill at only 31, hence the fire extinguisher! Ha!)
Miss Hetty Says
The indexing spider made its rounds last week, so all prior issues are searchable again. And don't forget -- next week is Mother's Day. Remember to call your mom!
Keep Us Posted!
Please drop Miss Hetty a line and tell us who, and what, we've missed. And how about a report (photos welcome) of YOUR special celebration?
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Shanghai, China, what a zoo! I'd like to be there, wouldn't you? Greg and Sonja were, and took us, too ... through THE BULLETIN. With foreign foods I don't do well, Can't stand the look, can't stand the smell, But they both ate it, and are doing well ... says THE BULLETIN.
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Real history from a long time ago, how to raise sheep? Larry would know! Lots of fine people I'm getting to know ... through THE BULLETIN. If there's something from last week I can't recall, I don't worry or fret, whimper or bawl, I read Betty's review, she's got it all ... from THE BULLETIN.
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Sorry if I've become a bore, but I'll stop now, and not write more. And about Guitars, I'm saving that for ... another BULLETIN.
Capt. Jack Adair
Just finished #202 and have to say it is good to have Larry back. I think it is wonderful that he has a sense of humor even through hard times ("We will have to wait and SEE") and it is fun to read his prose again!
An answer to Carol's question about DON KITTO
The Printzes are special people to Ken!
Love to read from all who write to you, and with Larry keeping us up on all with the lambs, so interesting. Love every word. Thanks.
by Betty Droel
Bulletin #202 was an exceptional Spring issue, beginning with the beautiful close up of the Tulips Miss Kitty shared with us. The other pictures of the double ones were equally as fascinating. A sure sign of Spring.
Officially, Spring has sprung here in MoundsView, too, with the rain the last few days making everything so lush and green. Makes you feel anxious to go to the flower market to get a start on some beauty in the yard to replace the snow and drab lawn after winter.
Good thing I don't have room to write all the things that come to mind very quickly seeing those faces again. The first night after I left home to go into the Work I spent at Lenore and Henry's. So, that home has always been a dear memory. I met the others on that picture that same year in 1959-1960 and have enjoyed watching changes through the years in them and their families.
The Skinny Recipes pictures always look professional, AND DELICIOUS.
Photo illustration © Virginia McCorkell
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