The Rambling Anecdotes Of A Handsome, Debonair Marionette ��And His Companion, ,Who's A Real Doll.��
Sunday, May 5, 2019
Tuesday, April 23, 2019
Now is the winter of our discontent......
Game of Thrones returned last Sunday night for it's final season๐, but we did not watch it. We had completely forgotten that we wanted to rewatch season seven beforehand, so we are putting the first episode on hold for a week and then we will have two episodes to watch on Sunday! My Lord Cham had been watching the series when he peaked my interest with Monday morning breakfast tales of Daenerys , Jon Snow, Tyrion, Sansa, Arya and the Hound, Winterfell ,King's Landing and the Wall.
The cement pond froze again. |
I begged to be allowed to watch it with him (there were also food-related bribes involved). He thought about it for a few weeks while he finished out the season and then I received an invitation to join him in his den to watch the very first episode. He had decided that it would be too difficult for to catch up to the current season unless we started from the beginning (I think he wanted to avoid having to answer a plethora of questions. I do not blame him (He banished me from his den after one episode of Westworld ๐ค ๐ฉ He had good reason.). He had considered letting me watch the pilot alone, but checking the episode and being reminded of the very first scene (if you have seen it, you know what I am referring to๐จ๐ฐ๐ฑ) he thought better of it. He says that he regretted ever telling me anything about it, but because I had watched The X Files, he thought that I would not be afraid.
This was a beautiful picture before we put the doll's head on it. |
I did not tell My Lord Cham that I was planning anything special for our evening. He was busy in his office, so I busied myself with the menu and decorations that I had planned and when he came downstairs for lunch, he saw and grimaced. "Are we having a party?" "No, it's just the two of us." "Good. I don't have to wear the costume, do I?" "Of course not, Honey. Be comfortable." "What are you making?" "Food." "Very funny ." I showed him the menu. "Mmm.Looks good." " I hope nothing happens to make us lose our appetites." "Oh no! I just remembered, we have watch season seven first!" "Okay." "What do I do with the food?" "Freeze it . I'll order pizza!" ๐"Alright." Luckily, I had not started cooking and most of the ingredients would last a week without a major disaster. Fast forward a week......
We began with cocktails.
My Lord Cham looked at his glass with trepidation. "What is it?" Wildfire!" Said I. "What is it really?" "The Aloxe-Corton that you bought last week.....with green food coloring." He gave me a look that would make Arya Stark nervous and then took a sip. "D..did I ruin it, my Lord?" He chuckled and shook his head (Sigh of relief). "And what are you having?" "Ginger beer with green food coloring". I am a tea toatler and leave the wine cellar to him. He chuckled and being the love that he is, humored me and drank it.
Our starter was a Dragonstone spinach salad with lobster, pickled beets, baby carrots, cucumbers, and Valyrian "dragon's eggs" (only in honor of Drogon, Rhaegel, and poor Viserion. We would certainly never eat a baby dragon!) Our entree was Chicken Clegane,
with Highgarden ๐ pilaf with dried apricots, cranberries and almonds, steamed spinach and asparagus with lemon butter sauce.
We watched last season's finale and the first two episodes of this season and we were so exhausted that we did not get up until this afternoon. I think we had better rest up before next week's episode! Hopefully, My Lord Cham's schedule will allow for more at home Game of Thrones evenings. There are only four left after all, and then our watch is ended. But, not today. ๐ท
Mine His |
Wednesday, April 17, 2019
A Little (VERY belated !!! ) Romance.
I love Valentine's Day !!! ๐ I am a hopeless romantic , and proud of it. ๐ So, when February 14th comes around, I am usually prepared, but not this year ๐. I have been pretty busy, both with work-related and family responsibilities and Tess' mother had to be hospitalized for several weeks after a fall and Tess received the "Royal summons" ๐ to go to Florida to visit her and again when she was ready to go home. We were all set to see Michael Buble at the Garden on February 20th, but that's been postponed indefinitely. We'll try to catch up with him sometime during the tour. We gave our tickets to friends (including the pair from our anniversary giveaway box !!! Because NO ONE entered ??? ๐คจ So no one won ๐ฃ. Don't you feel silly now ? ) who called later to say they'd had a great time. I know Tess was more disappointed than she admitted. I know that look. It breaks my heart ๐๐. Yesterday, I got home from a weekend business trip and that afternoon, Tess put a card under my office door. Inside, was a belated Valentine with an invitation for a candlelight dinner. (We celebrated over the phone last month , but it wasn't very romantic for either one of us.) How could I resist๐??? Oh no๐ฒ ! A present !๐ We have an agreement, My Tess and I, about presents. Preferably handmade and nothing ostentatious or expensive. ("Frugal" is her middle name. Not really. ) Fine. Of course, we made this agreement AFTER she gifted me with my OSAKI JP PREMIUM 4S Japan 4D massage chair three years ago.
Isn't she a beauty !!!๐
Now, Tess is a chocoholic, so she's easy to buy for ๐๐๐๐๐!!! So usually, I just call See's and have them back a sixteen wheeler into the driveway and dump the contents into the empty swimming pool๐(We drain it for the winter, although I think it would be cool to use it for a skating rink⛄๐⛸️๐ฃ). Tess requested that I not make fondue this year because she says it's too fattening๐.Thursday is usually Tess' baking day, and she made a cakefor us and dinner was in the oven calling my name๐. As I walked by, I noticed that there was a wrapped package on the dining room table. Oh no ! ๐ฒ I don't have a present ! My sweetie was upstairs taking a bath and I didn't have time to go shopping. I'd done that two years ago and while I was out, I bumped into an old friend, went for a drink which turned into a late lunch, and came home seven hours late, in the dark. She thought I had been kidnapped or something. She didn't yell, she didn't pout, but she hugged me harder than ever (and I get plenty of hugs๐ค๐ค from her on a daily basis) and I've never felt so guilty. Present....present.... Money ?๐ตNope. That would insult her. I could call the florist๐ ? No. She says flowers should come from your garden. I looked out the back window. Nothing growing in ours yet. It's still too cold.
Shiba Inu ๐ถ? Uh uh. I went into the pantry and rifled her supply of semi sweet chocolate morsels, some sweetened condensed milk, marshmallows, and, threw them all in a bowl, nuked it, stirred it up, tossed in half a bag of walnut pieces, and half a bag of rice krispies, poured it into a dish, covered it with plastic wrap and hid it in the back of the fridge.
ge until after dinner which was...heart❤️ shaped. Seriously ! After dinner, we decided to watch two movies and during the intermission I got up and offered to make the coffee ☕and tea ๐ต (she should've known I was up to something) and cut up the fudge and filled the box๐ Then we exchanged presents. Ladies first. Tess gave me a handknit scarf ๐งฃand watch cap in my favorite color and soft as a bunny๐, and a pair of beautiful leather riding gloves ๐งค. We're still having a lot of cold ๐ง️weather, so I'll wear them. She made some for me a couple of years ago, but I'm hard on my clothes and she said they had "seen better days". Did you make these ๐คจ??? Tess: Yes, except for the gloves. Me: Who made those? Tess: Someone in Italy? Me: Were they ....expensive ?๐คจ Tess: N...No. Me: Fibber. Tess: But you need them! The ones you wear are disgraceful. They look ancient and they do not even have fingers. Me: They're mitts !!! Tess: Your hands get so cold. Feel how soft they are. Me: Cold hands, warm heart. Ooo ! Nice !๐You spoil me. Tess: You are not spoiled! You are pampered. Me: I sure am๐. Tess: Then you like them? Me: They're great. She smiled, which was another gift. Her smiles have been rare lately. Me: Open yours !!!๐ My Tess is one of those people who takes ten minutes to open a present because she refuses to tear the paper (actually, she's the only one I know. She uses it later to wrap other packages and saves the ribbon for ponytails. ๐Did I mention she was frugal ?) Well, after I woke up ๐ด she had finally folded the paper and wound the ribbon into a little ball. We have a closet where she keeps all of the decorations, ornaments and gift wrapping paraphernalia. (Watch out, Martha ๐ฌ!!!) I shouldn't complain. To make a long story short (too late, I know๐) I gave her this little pearl pin
(everything has to be little ๐) that I found in a LITTLE shop in St.James last year but I hid it from her, and subsequently myself, but I eventually found the box on a high shelf in my office and took it downstairs to wrap it. P. S. : She loved it. And the fudge. Later, we took our cake into the den and snuggled up on the couch and watched a Michael Buble concert from a couple of years ago on YouTube. A month and a half late, but it was still the best Valentine's Day ever. I'm looking forward to Easter๐ฐ๐ค๐ Sometime in July. ๐.
Saturday, April 13, 2019
Wednesday, April 10, 2019
Our Baby is Two Years, Two Months and Two Days, Old Today !☺️
No, not OUR baby (My Mr.Cham and I are not married ๐คญ) , but my goodness what a gorgeous baby๐ค! I was referring to the blog. My Mr.Cham chose to cancel the anniversary due to my absence and to the lack of interest in the drawing. Not one entry! We thought perhaps we had forgotten to push a button or something, but we checked and everything is working fine. I guess no one wanted to see Michael Buble and have sushi with us ( you did not have to order sushi! I was not going to!) We gave your tickets to our gardener and his wife, who helps me around the house, and turned ours in since as circumstances would have it, we were not able to go, but we are hoping to see Mr Buble at a later date. The rest of the giveaway box (minus the edible treats ๐๐๐ฟ๐ช๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฅ ๐จ☕๐ต๐ป which I think the bear must have eaten) have gone back into the storage until next February. It was nothing, only an original crew jacket from The Mummy, a nifty prop from Bedazzled, a few polaroids from Scrubs and something extra special from George of the Jungle! NO, not the loincloth(s)! Actually, there were four and we did not have one anyway. But, you would not have wanted to have one of those now, would you? ๐คจOf course not. I finally found someone to fix my laptop and they managed to save my videos. We have spent the past week finishing the anniversary video (our first co-production) that was about half done when my laptop decided that it needed a vacation. I hope you have as much fun watching it as we did making it! (Never again๐ค). Tess ๐ท
Apparently, the video is not available here because it is too long 7:44. It is available on both of our YouTube channels.๐๐
Wednesday, March 27, 2019
SHE'S BAAAAACK ๐๐ !!!
Hey kids !!!
My Tess๐ has been away for a while,but she came home a few days ago. She returned to a house that looked like four pigs ๐ท๐๐๐, a couple of dogs and possibly a bear๐ปhad been living there (on the phone she kept telling me not to worry about it, so I didn't until she called to tell me she was coming home ๐ and then it was too late๐ฃ). The cupboard was so bare that our resident mouse๐ญ had died of starvation. After the funeral, Tess sorted the mountain of laundry๐๐๐ and rallied her troops, her friends Lily and Elle, who help her around the house, and told them that they would be doing the spring cleaning a little early this year. After taking inventory, Tess made her Walmart order and asked me if I could pick it up๐. Considering that she hadn't burst into tears or scolded me when she walked in, how could I refuse ? On my way home I picked up takeout ๐ฅก๐ฅก๐ฅ ๐ฅ from our favorite Chinese restaurant, not only because I knew that there wouldn't be a homecooked meal in the near future, but to celebrate Tess' homecoming๐๐๐.
When she first came to work for me nine years ago, I found out pretty quickly that Tess is a teeny bit obsessive in her domesticity. In the first week she completely reorganized the kitchen from refrigerator to pantry and everywhere in between. One day, I found her alphabetizing the herb and spice containers. I told her not to bother, that I'd just mess them up again when I cooked.
Tess: YOU...cook?๐ฒ Me:Yeah, not like you, but I know my way around a kitchen. Tess: Your assistant (lets call her "Claire") told me that you could not boil water. Me: She exagerates. Tess: Then why were you hiring a Private Chef? Me: I wasn't. Claire kept telling me I needed someone to look after me, but she had her own family, so she said she was going to find someone for me. And she did ๐. She did the pre-interviews and when she had narrowed the field to three, she arranged for them to come to the house to meet me. The first one reminded me of that guy from the FOOD channel that runs a bakery with his sisters and they're always fighting. That guy๐. First, he complained that I had an electric stove (it came with the house I had at the time),then he didn't like the pasta or the cheese or the wine in my pantry. When I asked what his signature dish was, he looked at me like I had offended him. "PASTA !!! ,๐ตHe shouted, waking my dog and when she started barking, he said "Does IT have to do that?" ๐I asked him if he had seen my front door, and then I showed it to him๐ . When I came back, I looked at Claire๐. "He wasn't like that when I interviewed him." She promised I'd like the next one, adding "She's just your type". Me: I don't have a type ! Claire: Oh, sure you do! Me: What is it? The doorbell rang so I never found out, but if what came through my front door next was any indication, I was in need of change. Immediately !!! If Crazy Jane has a long lost sister, I've met her๐ฌ. She never did cook for me and she only stayed for about fifteen minutes (which was plenty !!!). Apparently, she thought that the job might include more than just cooking for me (if you know what I mean๐.) When I cleared up that little misunderstanding, she was no longer interested in the job,told me that I had wasted her time and that I didn't know what I was missing, and left in a huff.
Claire๐ฒ began to apologize when her phone rang. It was contestant #3 calling to say that she was unavoidably detained and would we like to reschedule? "Just cancel !!!" I whispered. She shook her head. They rescheduled for the next day. Claire assured me that I'd like this one. Me: After today, I don't trust your judgement."
So, to make a long story short, ( I know, too late๐) at eleven o'clock sharp the next morning, a living doll , carrying TWO bags of groceries๐, sashayed into my life (and into my heart๐ค), made me REAL southern macaroni and cheese (My choice, and still the best I've ever had)๐fried chicken and chocolate chip cookies ๐๐ , made me smile, made me laugh and made me wish I WAS interviewing for "more than a chef" ๐(although, I wouldn't tell her that for years). I hired her on the spot and she moved in the next day and began to put my house and my life in order. I'm not an easy guy to work for (or live with) and she's come close to quitting several times, but she's never given up on me๐. Good things DO come to those who wait. I know that firsthand now. Perhaps if I had met her sooner......No, the past is what shapes us, the future is something to look forward to and the present is a gift. And sometimes the bad times make you that much more appreciative of the good (and great) ones. Two days later the house is pristine again, I have a closet full of clean, ironed clothes ( who irons t-shirts๐คจ ???) the cupboards (and fridge and freezer) are full (as is my tummy๐) and it's warm and cozy and smells like cookies๐ช๐ช. Best of all, My Tess is home again. All is right with the world. ๐๐๐๐
My Tess๐ has been away for a while,but she came home a few days ago. She returned to a house that looked like four pigs ๐ท๐๐๐, a couple of dogs and possibly a bear๐ปhad been living there (on the phone she kept telling me not to worry about it, so I didn't until she called to tell me she was coming home ๐ and then it was too late๐ฃ). The cupboard was so bare that our resident mouse๐ญ had died of starvation. After the funeral, Tess sorted the mountain of laundry๐๐๐ and rallied her troops, her friends Lily and Elle, who help her around the house, and told them that they would be doing the spring cleaning a little early this year. After taking inventory, Tess made her Walmart order and asked me if I could pick it up๐. Considering that she hadn't burst into tears or scolded me when she walked in, how could I refuse ? On my way home I picked up takeout ๐ฅก๐ฅก๐ฅ ๐ฅ from our favorite Chinese restaurant, not only because I knew that there wouldn't be a homecooked meal in the near future, but to celebrate Tess' homecoming๐๐๐.
When she first came to work for me nine years ago, I found out pretty quickly that Tess is a teeny bit obsessive in her domesticity. In the first week she completely reorganized the kitchen from refrigerator to pantry and everywhere in between. One day, I found her alphabetizing the herb and spice containers. I told her not to bother, that I'd just mess them up again when I cooked.
Tess: YOU...cook?๐ฒ Me:Yeah, not like you, but I know my way around a kitchen. Tess: Your assistant (lets call her "Claire") told me that you could not boil water. Me: She exagerates. Tess: Then why were you hiring a Private Chef? Me: I wasn't. Claire kept telling me I needed someone to look after me, but she had her own family, so she said she was going to find someone for me. And she did ๐. She did the pre-interviews and when she had narrowed the field to three, she arranged for them to come to the house to meet me. The first one reminded me of that guy from the FOOD channel that runs a bakery with his sisters and they're always fighting. That guy๐. First, he complained that I had an electric stove (it came with the house I had at the time),then he didn't like the pasta or the cheese or the wine in my pantry. When I asked what his signature dish was, he looked at me like I had offended him. "PASTA !!! ,๐ตHe shouted, waking my dog and when she started barking, he said "Does IT have to do that?" ๐I asked him if he had seen my front door, and then I showed it to him๐ . When I came back, I looked at Claire๐. "He wasn't like that when I interviewed him." She promised I'd like the next one, adding "She's just your type". Me: I don't have a type ! Claire: Oh, sure you do! Me: What is it? The doorbell rang so I never found out, but if what came through my front door next was any indication, I was in need of change. Immediately !!! If Crazy Jane has a long lost sister, I've met her๐ฌ. She never did cook for me and she only stayed for about fifteen minutes (which was plenty !!!). Apparently, she thought that the job might include more than just cooking for me (if you know what I mean๐.) When I cleared up that little misunderstanding, she was no longer interested in the job,told me that I had wasted her time and that I didn't know what I was missing, and left in a huff.
Claire๐ฒ began to apologize when her phone rang. It was contestant #3 calling to say that she was unavoidably detained and would we like to reschedule? "Just cancel !!!" I whispered. She shook her head. They rescheduled for the next day. Claire assured me that I'd like this one. Me: After today, I don't trust your judgement."
So, to make a long story short, ( I know, too late๐) at eleven o'clock sharp the next morning, a living doll , carrying TWO bags of groceries๐, sashayed into my life (and into my heart๐ค), made me REAL southern macaroni and cheese (My choice, and still the best I've ever had)๐fried chicken and chocolate chip cookies ๐๐ , made me smile, made me laugh and made me wish I WAS interviewing for "more than a chef" ๐(although, I wouldn't tell her that for years). I hired her on the spot and she moved in the next day and began to put my house and my life in order. I'm not an easy guy to work for (or live with) and she's come close to quitting several times, but she's never given up on me๐. Good things DO come to those who wait. I know that firsthand now. Perhaps if I had met her sooner......No, the past is what shapes us, the future is something to look forward to and the present is a gift. And sometimes the bad times make you that much more appreciative of the good (and great) ones. Two days later the house is pristine again, I have a closet full of clean, ironed clothes ( who irons t-shirts๐คจ ???) the cupboards (and fridge and freezer) are full (as is my tummy๐) and it's warm and cozy and smells like cookies๐ช๐ช. Best of all, My Tess is home again. All is right with the world. ๐๐๐๐
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