this is probably all over the internet & i'm way behind the eight ball, as usual. anyway, i came across this & it just made me giggle. for those who don't know me well, i am a member of the cult of apple & have been for a few years. my love affair with apple preceded the first iPhone by two or three years. my brother, tommy, was an early apple devotee. my friend, susan, was also an early fan. both eventually drifted to windows/PC because of the dearth of software applications for everyday uses. my friend kate has used apple for years, so i was no stranger to macintosh before i was converted.
my brother-in-law is brilliant (no exaggeration, really) & quite the computer guy. he is not a fan of windows- in a really big way, not a fan. he always ran linux on their home computers- their poor children never got to play any of the computer games all their other friends did. my desktop got trashed by viruses & armand kindly cleaned it up & put on anti-virus software for me, i was very grateful. within one week after he did that, my desktop had been hijacked again. one week later, i had purchased my first apple computer (i think it was 2002 or 2003)- that's when i was baptized into the religion. i've been a faithful follower since. i follow apple stock for my investment club & every month i report in glowing terms how apple has outdone itself from the prior quarter. & have you seen the latest? it's going for $450 or so! doubled it's guidance this past christmas retail season. was the biggest company in the world on monday this week! WOW! anyway, the purpose of this post is this picture ......
this is the latest windows upgrade ....................... drumroll please .................
musings of a mimi
musings on living, trying to grow up gracefully & accessorizing a life
1.30.2012
12.07.2011
big girl pants
so it seems that i am earning some big girl pants- red christmas ones, as a matter of fact! the process started last year. actually, it started last christmas. my sister & her family decided last year that they would fly into norfolk instead of richmond to join us for christmas at my parents in williamsburg. they were arriving the morning after christmas. well, many of us remember last december 26th- the snow started falling christmas evening & didn't stop until there was about 14" on the ground & norfolk airport was shut down.
well, i confess there were some tears as the it dawned on us that we may not be having christmas together. & by christmas i mean the day we have appointed as christmas. i was making a big pot of jambalaya, we were having family friends in for dinner, i had a made a flourless chocolate torte (can you say YUM?) for dessert & some other dishes so we could all eat together. by 5pm sunday evening, kathy let us know that the first flight they could get wasn't until thursday & they were scheduled to leave on friday, so they wouldn't be coming at all. a very sad day. because, you see, until last year, my sister & i had never spent a christmas apart. so in all my years, since she was born 53 years ago (at that time), we'd always shared our christmases. & now we weren't. it was very sad. she was in chicago with her husband & her two wonderful children & a ton of snow. i was in virginia with a ton of snow, my husband on crutches following an ankle surgery & my wonderful, but aging parents. my mother wasn't feeling well, so that further slowed things down. she spent a lot of time in bed sleeping & recovering. sadie & i took long walks in the snow-which was quite lovely.
we ended up deciding that we would have a virtual christmas & used gchat. we tried skype, but got a better image from gchat. we showed each other our lovely packages & then unwrapped them & showed each other what we got. it worked okay. here's what christmas looked like before our virtual gift exchange.
my sister had a great time with her family in chicago. my niece has an apartment in chicago & they stayed close to her & enjoyed having a christmas with just their family for the first time. everyone knows how horrid travel at christmas is & if that travel includes travel by air, well...... she's suffered enough! she's been flying east for years.
so this year, mom & dad said it's just silly for kathy to continue to fly out for christmas. they really wanted danny & i to fly to chicago & spend christmas with them. after all, they said, it's just a day. we'll be fine. we have lots of friends & will be perfectly okay. we'd rather you kids spend it together. (yep, that's how my parents are). danny & i decided that flying out to chicago was not in the cards *** (please see paragraph below for some serious bragging) & that we would stay home & spend christmas with my parents & without my sister.

which is good for my sister & her family, but sad for us. see sad faces above. we won't be all together with the kids at christmas. my brother came out for a bit of a visit this weekend & kathy decided to come as well, so we had a small family christmas while they were here. it was fun to have the three of us together- it always is when we're all together. it doesn't happen often. so we kind of had christmas together, but mostly not. & this year i'll really earn my bright christmas red big girl pants. sometimes it is really hard to be a true adult. because all i really want to do is pout until i get my way. but i know that's not right. i still want to do it, though. i'll miss you guys- kathy, armand, caitlin, daniel. & i am really glad that you guys get to enjoy a stress free, chicago christmas together- well, at least a part of me is.
i know we'll talk & gchat on christmas day. & we've been invited to have christmas eve dinner with my good friends in richmond- something i wouldn't have been able to do in past years. so, as is so many things, all lost opportunities include new possibilities & i shall be learning what those are this year as i wear my brand new christmas red big girl pants. if you see me (& you won't be able to miss me in those mega-red underwear), just say hi & merry christmas- how are those big girl pants?
i hope everyone who reads this has a most happy holiday & a great new year. please free to leave comments if you happen to read my blog. i feel like people really do read my blog then. thanks. so happy everything & peace to all.
****my awesome husband will be starting a low residency MFA in january at university of tampa. he will be on campus 20 days a year; the rest will be distance. he applied to four programs; was accepted by three. his MFA will be focused on writing. i am very proud of him. he starts january 5th, making any christmas travel difficult as far as work goes for him. end of bragging.
11.24.2011
bah, humbug
i love christmas! i always have. i've had a history of being overly generous at christmas (i just get so caught up in the season!) & one of the pleasures i've enjoyed for a long time is my habit of shopping year long for christmas presents. if i'm out & about, or happen to be traveling & i see something that i know is just perfect for susan or kathy or gigi or caitlin- well, it is soon purchased & in my possession & under the bed it goes to be stored until christmas. i have some people on my list that are really easy & fun to shop for & i often discover when i go to pull the boxes out that i've way overbought for them & have nothing for others because i forget what i've bought as the year passes. it's like christmas as i discover all the little treasures that i've collected throughout the year & start wrapping.![]() |
| is that all? where's the rest? |
& i love thanksgiving! what a great holiday. relatively without excess (except food, of course). just about gratitude & family & friends. at least, the thanksgivings i grew up with were that way. for the last 10 years, danny & i have rented a place in the outer banks of north carolina & had friends & family down for various parts of the week.
for the past few years, my parents have been unable to come due to health issues & two of the more regular couples that came have been unable to come, so it's just been us. we've enjoyed quiet thanksgivings with ourselves & sadiedog & it's a very relaxing week. if we want turkey for thanksgiving, we have it. if we don't- well, we don't. we are not tied to tradition. if we don't want to cook a big meal, we don't. it's rather liberating, actually! & a great tradition that danny & i intend to continue for a very long time.
it seems to eclipse the holiday of thanksgiving now. although that isn't hard to do with christmas decorations going up right after halloween on november 1st (hats off to nordstrom, who has a policy of never decorating until the day after thanksgiving). this Black Friday thing is crazy though- people getting trampled, waiting in line for hours, stores opening at 12am, 4am, 6am.... i suspect the shoppers are serious shoppers, too. none of the southern gentility that might be present at other times- "no, go ahead. i'm in no hurry."
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| i am having soooo much fun! |
anyway, that's my lament for days gone by. life was easier then & so on & so on- it was nicer when we weren't so consumer driven, wasn't it?
10.28.2011
a confession
as i was getting dressed this morning, it occurred to me that i had a confession to make. after my post yesterday bashing pajama jeans & those who might wear them, i realized that i am guilty of a similar crime. in all fairness, though, i would characterize my crime as a misdemeanor, while pajama jeans are definitely a felony. my misdemeanor is my joyous, blissful wearing of my ugg boots at every opportunity.
i feel so lucky that i can get away with wearing my uggs to work. i annually await the approach of the cooler weather in happy anticipation of the first day the temperature permits the wearing of uggs. uggs are so named because they are ....... UGH! everyone i know is either neutral or hates them until they try them on. my girlfriend susan was like "meh" until she tried mine on- less than five minutes later we were on the computer ordering her a pair. for those who aren't in the know, uggs are footwear that were developed in australia by surfers who wanted something warm & dry for their feet when they emerged from surfing. they created a boot that is shearling lined with authentic australian sheepskin. the reason i think uggs are a misdemeanor akin to pajama jeans is because wearing them feels like wearing your bedroom slippers. i'm not sure there is a more comfortable outdoor footwear in existence. uggs are made to be worn barefoot & they are soooooo comfortable. of course, when i wear mine, everyone is "i had no idea you were so short" & stuff... yeah, i am. but, i digress. i thought i should 'fess up since i was so hard on pajama jeans- although they certainly deserved it- there is no doubt they are a fashion felony worthy of mandatory sentencing. the sentence should be something like one month with tim gunn or heidi klum or something like that. although, heidi was one of the jeggings examples- i'll have to think about that. i wonder if she checked with tim before she wore those? uggs- a fashion misdemeanor at worst & maybe not even that. maybe a traffic court kind of thing or a parking ticket? if at all?
here is my ugg collection (they are THAT comfortable).....
here is my ugg collection (they are THAT comfortable).....
10.26.2011
two words that should never go together....
well, another long break. i am steadfast in my refusal to be yet another abandoned blog on the web. there are thousands of them. i am always thinking in my head about all these things i can post & write about.. & then along comes a shiny object.
yesterday, i was packing to come to baltimore, where i am attending some training & ruing the fact that i have no jeans that i wear (i can't remember the last time i wore pants) because i am not happy with the way they look on me. i find myself feeling overdressed almost all the time. my goal is to get back into a pair of jeans. & i won't bore anyone with the details of all of that. so this morning as i was getting dressed, a commercial came on that caught my attention....
pajama jeans
i certainly don't begrudge the concept- nothing wrong with the desire for & being comfortable. however if you are planning on leaving the comfort & sanctity of your home, you should not be clad in anything that has 'pajamas' in the description. there are standards, after all, that supersede comfort. which brings me to my next recent fashion trend that caught my attention...
very few of us can pull off jeggings. my personal belief is anytime a new word is blended to describe a new item of clothing- that's a bad sign. clearly, conan cannot pull off jeggings. they don't leave much to the imagination, do they?
now, of course, there are those who can pull off jeggings & look good in them. my question is- why would they choose to? to me, it's the equivalent of wearing pajama jeans with a designer label. here are a few who can. i am not among them- big surprise there! either is conan!
sienna miller, heidi klum & courtney cox can do it- why do they want to though?

ah- good to be back...
yesterday, i was packing to come to baltimore, where i am attending some training & ruing the fact that i have no jeans that i wear (i can't remember the last time i wore pants) because i am not happy with the way they look on me. i find myself feeling overdressed almost all the time. my goal is to get back into a pair of jeans. & i won't bore anyone with the details of all of that. so this morning as i was getting dressed, a commercial came on that caught my attention....
pajama jeans
i certainly don't begrudge the concept- nothing wrong with the desire for & being comfortable. however if you are planning on leaving the comfort & sanctity of your home, you should not be clad in anything that has 'pajamas' in the description. there are standards, after all, that supersede comfort. which brings me to my next recent fashion trend that caught my attention...
very few of us can pull off jeggings. my personal belief is anytime a new word is blended to describe a new item of clothing- that's a bad sign. clearly, conan cannot pull off jeggings. they don't leave much to the imagination, do they?
now, of course, there are those who can pull off jeggings & look good in them. my question is- why would they choose to? to me, it's the equivalent of wearing pajama jeans with a designer label. here are a few who can. i am not among them- big surprise there! either is conan!
sienna miller, heidi klum & courtney cox can do it- why do they want to though?

ah- good to be back...
1.13.2011
no man (or woman) is an island
For Whom the Bell Tolls
No man is an island,Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were. As well as if a manner of thine own
Or of thine friend's were.
Each man's death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.
- John Donne
today i am diminished.
10.05.2010
and yet more brief follow-ups
well, as i was driving back to my office the other day from a hair appointment, i saw a little boy on his bike with the training wheels & it was the The Family. they had a little boy. so now we know.
i took my car into the dealer last week for the 40k service & asked them to check the back window that rattled. as it turns out, it wasn't the window at all. a bolt had fallen off right below the window & that was creating the rattle. they fixed it for me at no charge. i am also glad to report it was not the same service manager who told me it would be $600 to fix & to turn my radio up. dad 0, mimi 1.
what a hollow victory!
i took my car into the dealer last week for the 40k service & asked them to check the back window that rattled. as it turns out, it wasn't the window at all. a bolt had fallen off right below the window & that was creating the rattle. they fixed it for me at no charge. i am also glad to report it was not the same service manager who told me it would be $600 to fix & to turn my radio up. dad 0, mimi 1.
what a hollow victory!
9.23.2010
cars
the back window on my car has been rattling & it is driving me nuts. i mensotioned it to the service guys the last time i took it in to the dealer & after they looked at it, they said it would be $600 to fix it! really? he suggested i turn the radio up, which i thought was pretty dismissive & patronizing. i certainly wasn't going to pay 600. to fix the window. so it still rattles. i'll take it to my neighborhood mechanic & see what he charges. it did remind me of something my father always used to tell us- never get electric windows- they'll always break. now, i'll grant you that this particular piece of wisdom came in the 70's. still... & it got me thinking about my philosophy of cars & relationship with cars. and things my father always said about cars.
besides never getting electric windows, my father also recommended that one never got clocks in cars, as they also always broke. he would instead go up to the neighborhood dart drug (does anyone remember those?- they were scattered across northern virginia, having been founded by a funny looking man also responsible for crown books, one of the first discount booksellers- but i digress) & purchase a small, digital stick-on clock that went on the dashboard & did the job. they were easy to replace if they should break. they were also incredibly hard to read, especially at night.


besides never getting electric windows, my father also recommended that one never got clocks in cars, as they also always broke. he would instead go up to the neighborhood dart drug (does anyone remember those?- they were scattered across northern virginia, having been founded by a funny looking man also responsible for crown books, one of the first discount booksellers- but i digress) & purchase a small, digital stick-on clock that went on the dashboard & did the job. they were easy to replace if they should break. they were also incredibly hard to read, especially at night.
so, no electric windows & no clocks in cars- they just break. while we did buy cars new, as you can imagine, they were pretty lacking in options. air conditioning, am/fm radio- that was pretty much it. & we kept our cars for a long time. this is a habit that has persisted for all of us hughes children. it is very rare for any of us to give up a car with less than 100, 000 miles on it. growing up, my dad did manage to stumble into some pretty fun cars. for a while we had a VW bug with a sunroof- the kind that you had to crank open. & in our adolescent years (my brother, sister & i were born within 4 1/2 years of each other), he had a firebird (unfortunately it did not perform particularly well). that firebird had an 8 track deck in it- we were pretty groovy. i remember we had the 8-track of workingman's dead. my brother blew out the speakers, so that bit of hipness was short lived. the firebird was pretty dinged & banged up by the time we were done with it. my father didn't get the dings & dents repaired- he said it helped in washington- people tended to stay out of your way with your car looking like that. the firebird was replaced by a car that came to be a family legend known as big blue- the ford ltd. this was sweet piece of machinery. & it was big!
this is exactly what big blue looked like, right down to the vinyl roof. you should have seen my mother driving it- she is about 5'1 or 5'2"- her head barely made it over the steering wheel. there was literally about 6-10" of air where the engine ended & the front of the car began. we felt as though the car arrived about 30 minutes before the rest of us did. & it was only a mid-sized car. ford only made these cars for 3 years- they were plagued by low sales- go figure! this was during the time that my dad had learned about buying cars from hertz & avis b/c they were good deals. & you know they were treated well b/c people always treat rental cars well,right? & like they were their own. big blue had the turning radius of .... i don't know-let's just say that one time i made a u-turn with big blue across 5 lanes & didn't have to back up & the entire family was impressed! i will say big blue could move- she had a V8 & was ready to rock & roll on the highway. one time in williamsburg iwth my brother we drove big blue to the grocery store- it was dark & at night. we later realized we drove big blue across a field- there was no road there. she handled it like a pro. we all had a fondness for big blue & were sorry to see her go.
the only other car that had the status of a legend in my family was the galaxie. this car achieved it's mythical status by being totaled 3 or 4 times.

it was stolen twice (& obviously returned to us- i know one time it was found in southeast washington, stripped of its tires), it was in multiple accidents, had it's driver side door ripped off one time & kept on ticking. my sister & i shared this car when she came to va. tech. by the end she had multiple colors- the car was dark green, the hood white, the driver side door was another color. we would get the check from GEICO for the total value of the car & get it fixed with used parts. she also had some power under her hood. it was finally sold to elmer, who happily drove her off to her new home in pulaski. she was a good car who served us well.
one of the sweetest things that my parents did for us (after paying for our college educations in full- which was really great) was buy each of us a car for a graduation present. a used car, of course. it equipped each of us to begin our adult lives with a car & a degree & no debt. you don't get much better of a start to adulthood & self-sufficiency than that. i ended up with a ford pinto- it was stick shift- which i didn't know how to drive, by the way, but i figured what better way to learn than baptism by fire. & it worked. i'd had that car about a year or two when it was stolen from in front of my house in radford, va (about a block from the tennis courts at radford university), used to hold up a wilco gas station & then taken to a field & set on fire. i was heartbroken because in order to replace it, i had to take on a car loan. i ended up replacing it with a datsun B210, which was a great car. & somewhere along the line- i don't know why- unlike all the rest of my family- i began to like cars & care a little bit about them. i think it was when i got my honda CRX that i started to care a bit more about what i drove. i had decided i liked sportier cars.
i purchased a 1991 CRXsi- this was the last year they made them. it did not have power windows (that option wasn't available for this car). i always felt i had to give people a diagram on how to work the windows- electric windows were pretty much the rule by then- or power locks. it was a pretty zippy little ride & fun to drive. it was a 2-seater- a hassle at times & a blessing at times. i still miss my CRX. i sold it in 2005 to a firemen who commuted to northern va from fredericksburg (that puppy got 38-40mpg on the highway). it had 140k on it, which was pretty good for a 4 cyclinder. & now, circling back to the point, until my mini window started acting up, the only car i ever had a problem with windows was the CRX & they were manual windows! i had to have the driver side window fixed several times- it kept getting stuck. i thought i'd bested my dad on a technicality until the stupid mini window issue came along- d'oh! dad wins again! i guess he always will b/c dad does know best!
ps. after mom & dad got rid of big blue, they made the move to honda. since that time, they have owned three hondas, all with electric windows & clocks, so you see- you can teach an old dog new tricks. my dad did demonstrate that cars are not something that he committed a great deal of his financial resources to & that value was instilled. while i probably actually enjoy cars more than my siblings, i'm not willing to invest but so many financial resources to a car. in my family, they are viewed primarily as a source of reliable transportation. i deviate from that a bit- but only so much. i do like my cars to be fun to drive! & sadie does look so good in that little red mini!

9.05.2010
the very briefest of a follow-up
the other day sadie & i were taking our afternoon walkie down the grove avenue block, as usual & there she was! the young blond mom & her newest addition. she & the baby were sitting quietly on their on front porch swing (yes, they have a front porch swing on their lovely wide l-shaped front porch surrounded by the white picket fence). it was the sweetest moment. they were quietly swinging & the mom was looking down at her sleeping baby (wrapped in a gender neutral blanket, damn it!) in the totally captivated way only mothers can exhibit- a perfect moment. unfortunately, the family dog was also out in the yard. do i need to spell out the rest of the scene? much barking ensued & much canine communication was engaged in- quite loudly, i might add. by the time sadie & i made our way back up the block, mom & baby & dog had gone inside. i wonder why.... it was such a pretty day to be on the porch swing.
8.27.2010
the lives of others
my goodness- it's been a long time since my last post. where does the time go? i must admit i have done some fun stuff since march. most notably, we went to the british virgin islands sailing with another couple on a spacious 43' foot catamaran. it was my first time out sailing & i was in heaven. here a couple of photos from our trip.
it's hard to believe the summer is almost done & what a summer it's been, eh? a real scorcher! i am eagerly awaiting the return of cooler nights & days & the arrival of the fall season.
so... truth be told.... i have finally figured out that i just don't have that blogworthy a life, i guess. it has been a very long break. i'm back now, i think. we'll see. this post is something i find myself thinking about a lot.
my dog, sadie, comes to work with me everyday. i love that my dog spends the day with me at work. she's a great dog & greets everyone who comes through the door. some of my clients have asked that they not be scheduled on tuesdays (sadie doesn't come to work on tuesdays because i work at a clinic on tuesday afternoons & she can't come) because she's not there. i guess i'm not enough!
sadie & i go for a walk once or twice a day & we usually walk the block. my office is at the beginning of the 3500 block of grove avenue. besides our small offices, there is a dentist office midway through the block & at the end of the block is the advanced wellness center. everything else on the block is residential (including apartments). so we walk the block most every day & unlike my neighborhood, where i know most of the people that we pass, i don't know the people in the block. but i have noticed them a lot.
there is an elderly couple that live in the first set of apartments toward the thompson street side of the block. he is so tender toward her. he always opens her car door, even though he uses a cane & she does not. he often puts his arm on her back or shoulder in that protective way many couples do. they do not look like they are they are having that conversation that it looks like so many older people seem to have (i remember one time when i was in china & there was a tour bus- this chinese woman was talking very fast to her husband, who looked a bit sheepish as he was responding back to her- i needed no translator to know what that conversation was about!)- this couple seems rather harmonious. when they go to the store, they both carry the bags into the apartment (he always holds open that door, too). when he is able to park the car really close to the door to their apartment entrance, i always secretly applaud.
& then there is the house where there was a fire. the owner is doing all the work himself, apparently. he must have been renting it at the time of the fire. he has been working on it for at least two years. i'm beginning to wonder if he will ever complete it. here are the options i've come up with- he is 1) very exacting & perfectionistic 2) completely incompetent & has no idea what he is doing 3) has a day job & can only work on the house in his spare time 4) is renovating it for himself & his family to live there & wants it to be exactly what they want 5) another possibility i haven't thought of yet. i'm kind of tired of waiting, though. i want to see what it will look like when he is done.
a few doors down is the young family. they are youthful, beautiful & blonde. they have two boys & she is at home full-time. they have purchased a fair amount of furniture from ikea, i think. the boys appear to be around 2 to 5 years old. she has been pregnant & about a month or so ago, i noticed a young woman out with the stroller taking the boys for a walk, so i imagine the baby's been born. they are also doing some renovations on the house that aren't obvious from the outside- perhaps adding a master bath/bedroom? i wonder if she had another boy. i saw her in the house the other day- she no longer looked pregnant. i will add that they have a dog & their house is surrounded by a white picket fence. i kid you not. i hope she comes out with the baby soon - i want to know what she had.
aren't i nosy? i have always been pretty fascinated by the lives of others. by the human brain. by the interiors of our minds. my niece & i sometimes used to go out to dinner & make up stories about the other people in the restaurant. it was just a stupid little game we used to play when she was younger to entertain ourselves. we used to come up with some pretty fun stories. at least, we were amused....
in our world of so much anonymity & rushing about & mobility, it's pretty easy to go for a fairly long time & not see a familiar face. personally, i don't think we were intended to live that way. i think we are beings that require a form of community at some level in order to thrive; a sense of connection to others even if it's at a distance or without introduction. i think about the friends of some of my friends who i keep up with pretty regularly. i've never met them. they're good friends of my friends & i know about their lives, their broad ups & downs. & i guess they know about mine. of course all of this is all the more interesting because i'm invited into the lives of others in a limited, yet very privileged, way every day. it's how i make my living.
i love that i know the clerk at the floyd avenue post office by name & that she recognizes me. i like that i have a starbucks i consider mine & they know my drink (venti bold). i love the yarn lounge- talk about a community! i do ms. white picket fence shows up pretty soon with the new baby so i can see if she had a boy or girl. & i will worry & wonder if i see mr. or mrs. too many days in a row without the other. they don't know it, but their lives have touched mine.
& all this from dog walks.
ahhhh..... good to be back with mindless ramblings.
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