Lisa Hannigan

A few months ago I took my girls to see Jason Mraz.
I decided I could live without Jason.
A little too gleefully Obama-fied for me.
But I loved his opening act.
This, ladies and gentlemen, is Lisa Hannigan, an Irish colleen with a hauntingly beautiful voice and songs to match.



She has several songs on YouTube and her own website.

If I were you I would download her album.

Oh, that's right.

I already did.

The Search for Perfection

No, silly, I don't mean ME!
I am having too much fun to be anywhere close to perfection.
I have had, however, a long-standing search for two things:
The perfect pizza dough
and
the perfect chocolate chip cookie.


I think I have found the pizza dough, thanks to this blogger, who has a pretty fun blog for young moms or anyone interested in living frugally and fantastically.

Here it is:

Pizza Hut Style Pizza Dough

1 1/3 cups water
2 tsp sugar
1 1/4 tsp salt
2 Tbsp olive oil
2 Tbsp cornmeal
3 1/4 cups flour
1 tsp baking powder
1/4 tsp garlic powder
1/4 tsp onion powder
1 1/2 tsp yeast

Add ingredients to bread machine, according to manufacturer's settings, and run dough setting. After the machine beeps, roll out the dough. You can roll the dough into two 9x13" pizzas (great for kid's lunches!) or into two medium pizzas or a large pizza and an order of breadsticks. Parbake the crust with a drizzle of olive oil on it at 450 degrees for ten minutes. Remove the crust and add sauce and toppings. If making breadsticks, add your breadsticks at this time. Place into the oven for another ten to fifteen minutes or until golden and bubbly. Enjoy!
Note: one variation of the recipe has you sprinkle the cornmeal on the pan, not mix it into the dough. I kind of liked it mixed in. Also, if you mix the dough in your bread machine, make sure you use bread flour.
Check out the blog for more hints on using this recipe.

Well, that covers pizza dough.

Enough excitement for one day.

Chocolate chip cookies hover on the horizon.

Chicks and the Marine

My friend Julie raises chickens for eggs and for fun. She generously shares her multi-coloured eggs with her friends. Of which, did I mention, I am one? We are chick-sitting for Julie this weekend. Seven adorable chicks of varied breeds. They are cheeping in their box in the family room. Charlie got all GOOEY when he saw them. And, of course, he couldn't help being GOOFY too. I told him I would post the photo if he pulled a funny face! Here are some chick pictures for your enjoyment. Someday, when I'm more motivated, I will tell you the story of Attila the Hen.

Zebras and Giraffes

I bought these a few months ago for my newly renovated spare room:




I got them from Zimbabwe Artists' Project, a non-profit in Portland.
Which has a VERY HARD TO FIND location by the river.
With NO PARKING SPACES AT ALL.
It is, however, run by a couple of very personable types who were happy to let me buy these two wall hangings, even though they were supposed to be for a show.

I LOVE THEM.

Add those babies to the list.
Of THINGS THAT I LOVE.

I love them because they are cheery and bright, depicting two of my favourite animals. They have a hand-written note from the artist on the back, telling the story of the art.

I also love them because they serve a greater purpose than just decorating the walls of the African-inspired room.

Here is the PR for ZAP:

ZAP celebrates the artistry and accomplishments of women from rural Weya in eastern Zimbabwe. Through education, sale of their art in the U.S., and special projects, ZAP helps women become economically self-sufficient. Women of Weya are subsistence farmers, mothers, and householders as well as artists. Most women live on their own, providing for families. Some are widowed, others are single heads of households, since throughout Zimbabwe men leave the rural areas to seek work in cities.
Women’s income from agriculture is unpredictable and limited. Sales of their art helps women afford food, clothing, school fees, medicines, transport, seeds and fertilizer. Since the market for Weya art in Zimbabwe is extremely limited, sales in the U.S. are critical. ZAP pays much more than any other buyer, delivering cash at the time of purchase, and we provide health care to the artists.

Add to this the fact that inflation in Zimbabwe is, I don't know, a million percent and rising, and you get an idea of the hopelessness that many of the people must feel. I like thinking that my happy walls have helped an artist to provide for their families a little better.

Go here to read more about ZAP and meet Dick and Heather. They are very nice.

Happy Day!

Charlie's coming home on leave tomorrow.

Nieces and nephews are happy.


Siblings are happy.


Even parents are happy.

A teardrop for fallen Americans

This is an interesting bit of little-known history that my friend Brenda suggested for a post.
Heck, I'll post anything if a friend cares that much about my blog!
But this is worthy in its own right.
Read this excerpt from the official pamphlet on the monument.
(If you want to read the whole thing go here.)

“To the Struggle Against World Terrorism,” was conceived as the events of 9/11 unfolded and Russian artist Zurab Tsereteli walked the streets of Moscow. Struck by the outpouring of grief he observed, a memorial with an image of a tear formed in his mind. Shortly after the attacks, Tsereteli visited ground zero and looked to New Jersey’s waterfront for an appropriate site for a monument honoring victims of the World Trade Center terrorist
attacks.
Bayonne was a fitting location; the city was an arrival point for many New York City evacuees on 9/11, a staging area for rescuers and offered a direct view of the Statue of Liberty and the former World Trade Center towers.
A gift from Tsereteli and the Russian people, the memorial is made of steel sheathed in bronze. Standing 100 feet high, its center contains a jagged tear. In it, hangs a 40-foot stainless steel teardrop, representing sadness and grief over the loss of life, but also hope for a future free from terror. Etched in granite on an 11-sided base are the names of the nearly 3,000 killed in the 1993 World Trade Center bombings and terrorist attacks on Sept. 11, 2001.

According to the caption on the above photo, which I found on Flickr: There are no signs leading you to find this remarkable monument. The walkway is lined with stones donated by those in remembrance of this day. The site is directly across from the Statue of Liberty, and looking at that skyline, you truly do see what's missing.

We're going walkabout

Yes!
Travel is imminent.
Well, looming on the horizon, anyway.
Reading the Garfields' travel blog has given me the itch.

It reminds me of when I got back from my big USA trip in 1976.
Every time I saw a plane overhead my heart wanted to be on board.

So today I booked two tickets for Sydney on September 25th.
Itinerary yet to be determined, but it will definitely include KANGAROO ISLAND. They call it the Australian Galapagos.

These photos were taken on the island.
By someone other than me.



But I will be there SOON.
Hobnobbing with the kangaroos and koalas.
Think I'll go now and sing a rousing verse or two of "Tie me kangaroo down, sport."