SAYS FYL

My Ramblings

  • the super expensive jar of cherries

    That there is probably the most expensive canned jar of cherries this side of California. Lorraine gave it to me as a special treat. Here’s the story behind it: She was shopping at Harry & David’s (If Medford is known for anything besides flannel-shirted real men in trucks, it’s Harry & David’s). Being cherry season, Read more

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  • foods that gross me out

    As I shared a recipe on this site today, I was thinking . . . there are a lot of foods that gross me out. Red meat is at the top of the list. I come close to puking at the smell of raw eggs. I’m like a hound dog; I can smell egg whites Read more

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  • when bad turns to good–eventually

    “As it turned out, God was with Joseph and things went very well with him.” Genesis 39:2 Joseph was betrayed by his brother, sold to strangers, taken to  a strange country. Traveling with Ishmaelites, Joseph saw his future clearly: a slave in chains till his dying day. But God was WITH Joseph. God was not Read more

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  • deceiving ads

    I love the bargains that come with summers, a time when 25% of the community is moving, cleaning, or downsizing. And  then there ‘s the estate sales–that’s when the people die before they had a chance to move, clean, or downsize. It is in this hot hustle, that I find treasures. I am discriminating; I Read more

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  • eyes of the innocent beholder

    This week has been an extraordinarily busy for me. I’ve had no time for anything but issues involving the school. So all week long I’ve been jumping out of bed, throwing my clothes on, and rushing out the door while pulling my hair up into a knot. The end result: I look like Aunt Jemima, Read more

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  • envious of young love

    I was tired, irritable, and anxious to get home. So the couple engaged in an R-rated goodbye at the airport got no sympathy from me. Enough already! I signaled with dagger eyes. It was like they heard my protest over speakers: He jumped back and picked his bags; she handed a blue plastic plate of Read more

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  • courage from friendship

    Wrinkles has the knack of claiming the most expensive rug at home as her own. When I had the vintage Afghan rolled out, she was quick to give up her thick-piled Tibetan for the thinner yet warmer red spread. Yesterday I rolled out the silk and lamb’s wool rug that I bought to resell and Read more

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  • what about Lost

    The new season of Lost has begun. And I’m excited to get back in the story. Yet that’s not like me . . . Movies that don’t reflect real life is some way in not my thing; karate epics where Chuck Norris single-handedly crushes every bad guy in town or vampire trilogies that document the Read more

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  • painted veil

    Last night was one of those I-don’t-want-to-do-anything-but-vegetate evenings. So I watched The Painted Veil. I watch movies for therapeutic needs–to laugh and relax. This one didn’t do either but I loved it. The wow moment in the movie for me was Sister St. Joseph’s soliloquy: Duty is only washing your hands when they are dirty. Read more

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  • the lost Bible

    Psalm 53:2 God looks down from heaven on the sons of men to see if there are any who understand, any who seek God. Packed and put away for so long, I’d forgotten all about it. But when I came across it during my snowstorm cleaning session yesterday, I remembered. I remembered finding the Bible Read more

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