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May the traditional spirit of Thanksgiving be a blessing to you and yours.  And in times that try souls and make us weary, may we remember to hold fast to our traditions—our identity—and to attitudes of gratitude . For all our flaws and challenges,  ours is an exceptional nation of exceptional people.  We might lose our way at times and we forget who we are.  But we are fortunate . This Thanksgiving, may we recall who we are , whose we are, why we are who and whose we are.  And may we feel to the depths of our souls the value of knowing each and every day.

It may well be that the United States is now  facing one of the  toughest economic periods we have known for a  while . But I am convinced , nothing that  hits us will destroy all that , and  granting as much will help us recover . This Thanksgiving will itself be  something to be  grateful for if we really do turn our attention to the marvels of our time , our place , our lives , for here lies rejuvenation , a source of energy and inspiration .

Facing  reality  matters  but , does not mean just facing what’s worrisome , but what’s encouraging .

HAPPY THANKSGIVING  !

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De aproape o saptamana suntem pregatiti pentru marele deluviu .  Si daca-i in preajma de Halloween,  nu o sa avem nevoie de costumatii , imi  zic eu , frugala . Peste noapte vantul  , insa , a desbracat  aproape tot dogwood ul .  Ies afara sa iau ziarul  si vad cerul , asa ,  ca mine  fara   make up  cenusiu , iar o burnita marunta ma racoreste pe  ochi . Precis deluviu  vine  mai devreme, caci nu degeaba-i zice * vremea Probabila *  Pun ceainicul pe foc si pana  ma fluiera ( singurul care  fluiera dupa mine, Diana   ) de  cafea , citesc Email urile. Alte stiri dau navala, de parca n-ar fi deajuns.  Earthquake in British Columbia ,  7.7 , suficient sa-ti sara berea din pahar , Tsunami in Hawaii, Hurricane la usa mea- si nu este 12/12/12 .  Precis Maya  aveau si ei * Vremea Probabila*.E timp sa adun scaunele pe deck , sa pun umbrela de soare la iernat, sa trag cateva pix, sa scap  Cardinalul care ma viziteaza primul anul acesta- dar mai vine el .

Cafeaua  gata, si-a urcat  valatucii aromei in dormitor , trezind casa. Prevad o zi lenesa la flacarile ghiduse ale fireplace ului- in halat de casa si-n papucii Cenusaresei ,  un film vesel-dolce far niente . Imaginatia   zburda vesela , adunand lumanarile de la Craciunul trecut, daca tot o sa  cada *the power*, macar  sa fie un *romantic dinner*si nu vorbesc de alegeri   cand, un strigat de lupta ma trezeste :

* Vino , vino repede, vino sa vezi… *- De ce plange , ce s-a intamplat ? -imi trec prin cap alte prapaduri – a cazut Luna in  dormiturul comun ? Curge apa prin tavan ? Se bat pisicile ?

Oh , n-a  cazut planeta, Nu-i decat El cu cosmarul ce functioneaza in fata TV ului cu Jean-Pierre Coffe :  *-uite, uite , mi-ar placea sa  faci mancarea asta – pe care mi-o facea mama cand eram copil *…Slava Domnului- nu-i decat o reteta intr-o problema culinara la* amintiri din  copilarie* -ahhhh * dar eu nu sunt mama ta * zic- si asa cade cerul pe mine : vrea  *cartofi umpluti *- ce dilema : unii cred ca ai plecat in viata sa faci pana mori-ce le placea la mama ,uitand ca am mai trecut  prin : *- hai, o lingura pentru mama , o lingura pentru tata , o lingura pentru pisica * si asa  mai departe , cu copiii lui, tocmai cand ai zis  ca ai terminat .

La inceputul vietii , era grozav  cand reuseai ouale fierte  fara sa explodeze , fasolea  fara unt si friptura  carbonizata , caci perfectiunea a venit pe parcurs ,  crezand ca sunt o pamblica taiata la o expozitie de lux , uitand ca el a fost in spatele  tuturor ingredientelor .


Viata ne poarta pe culmile ei – pe valul de  retete ,unele culinare ,altele meteo- unele  chiar  mai reusite decat ale lui mami …

Ma uit cu atentie la cartofii pe care i-a sapat cu maiastra corvoada, si ghiciti ce : am reusit  reteta lu’ mami chiar mai  grozav  , lasand loc si pentru visele mele, un desert, cu ajutorul lui Jean Pierre Coffe !

Acum poate sa cada si puterea,ploua bine si bate vantul in rafale. O sa fie o cina  romantica, parol .

 

 


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… for all my americans friends…HAPPY THANKSGIVING !

… I watch Muppets make a come back to the big screen. Most importantly, I’ll be giving thanks (because that’s what we do before expecting gifts from Good Old Saint Nick) for all the beautiful things this life has given me; for  my children who make me proud, all the amazing people I’ve met and the gracious opportunities and experiences I’ve had the luxury of making this year.

Thanksgiving is slowly becoming a more cherished holiday of mine over Christmas for the simple fact that it’s a time for being grateful and for sharing that with the people you love. Plus, it’s kinda fun to root for an underdog. I’d love to see the  Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade , but hey, that’s just me. Happy Thanksgiving!

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….*For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, is working for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory.*[ 2 Corinthians 4:17]

If you woke up this morning with more health than illness, you are more blessed than the million who won’t survive the week.

If you have never experienced the danger of battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation, you are ahead of 20 million people around the world.

If you have food in your refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof over your head, and a place to sleep, you are richer than 75 % of this world.

If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish someplace, you are among the top 8 % of the world’s wealthy.

There is so much to give thanks for. Have you given thanks today?

.Yes  Yes, I did !! I’m thankful for my family , cuz I  was able to find a few moments to write today, that it would be to write an entryful of :…I’m thankful for  a, for  b,… a laundry  list of gratitude ,  special to  my lovely italyan  neighbor lady Madeleine ( I let you know, tomorrow )

I don’t have a vast, exhaustive list of things I’m thankful for.  It’s much simpler, and so much bigger, than any list could cover.

There, in the dark, I was thankful for this quiet moment.
I’m thankful for today, for the here and now,
and I’m thankful for all the little moments that make up my todays.I’m blessed !

Happy Thanksgiving all !!

*Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.*[ 1 Corinthians 13:4-8]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HRO7Ckl_1e0&feature=related

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Don’t forget

                 ”      Blessent mon cœur d’une langueur monotone     ”

                           http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XajPAiBatuo

1944_Normandy LST      

                   June 6, 1944, 160,000 Allied troops landed along a 50-mile stretch of heavily-fortified French coastline to fight Nazi Germany on the beaches of Normandy, France. General Dwight D. Eisenhower called the operation a crusade in which “we will accept nothing less than full victory.” More than 5,000 Ships and 13,000 aircraft supported the D-Day invasion, and by day’s end on June 6, the Allies gained a foot- hold in Normandy. The D-Day cost was high -more than 9,000 Allied Soldiers were killed or wounded — but more than 100,000 Soldiers began the march across Europe to defeat Hitler.

      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RYILCHW-Zro

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Shenandoah

                         
                            

Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you,
Away, you rolling river
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you
Away, I’m bound away, cross the wide Missouri.

Oh, Shenandoah, I love your daughter,
Away, you rolling river
Oh, Shenandoah, I love your daughter
Away, I’m bound away, cross the wide Missouri.

Oh, Shenandoah, I’m bound to leave you,
Away, you rolling river
Oh, Shenandoah, I’m bound to leave you
Away, I’m bound away, cross the wide Missouri.

Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you,
Away, you rolling river
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you
            Away, I’m bound away, cross the wide Missouri
                                           
                                                 

 ski at Shenandoah

               http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mXr6yeQ5LPo

  She said she would not be my lover / because I was a tarry sailor / A way -we’re bound away /’cross the wild Missouri /At last there came a Yankee skipper…/ He winked his eyes , end he tipped his flipper…/ He sold  the Chief that fire -water…/And ‘cross the river he stole  his daughter……..

      Oh Shenandoah , I love your  daughter…way-aye , you rolling river /I’ll take her  ‘cross yon rolling  water…. A way-we’re bound away……….

 

                        

 

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Copil fiind , intotdeauna am  celebrat  Ajunul  la bunici ; mergeam cu colindul  cu  verii mei din casa in casa si ne  bucuram de traistele noastre pline cu mere, gutui , nuci si colacei ! Ziua de Craciun era mersul de  dimineata la  biserica si apoi masa cu rudele .

Cand au aparut copiii mei , nu pot sa uit  truda si nebunia de a aduna  ” ceva ”   pentru ai mici  { s-au “bagat” masinute chinezesti si ciocolata  ( yuuukkk) la victoria …fuga de la servici si imbulzeala  la  coada sa  apuci  ” ceva”… ( de asta boicotez  azi tot ce e  “madeinchina”)}, zarva cu  : ” unde  vine Mosul anul acesta” ,  ” cine e Mos” ,” cine face poze” !    Pana la urma , era ceva pentru toti , cu toata truda, cu  toate aventurile ” familiei pitpalac ”  cand s-a urcat 1/2 in metrou   in  directie opusa , iar  cealalta 1/2   asteptand bodoganind  pana la reunire ; (  au patit-o si cu trenul , ca doar  nu era sa se  limiteze  doar la  metro  !!)    Insa momentele cand copiii ii ziceau Mosului poeziile  sau ” piesa de  teatru ” ( dialog  intre frati )cu…imparateee tee teee teee, luminateee teee tee (  ecoul , noi  adultii  dumirindu-ne  mai tarziu ce-i cu reverberatia    celui mai mic actor)    stergeau toata truda si zbaterea adultilor , punand  acele  luminite in ochi, ca ale copiilor  nerabdatori sa afle  ce  le-a adus Mosul .  Peste ani am fost informati , ca  dupa acest ceremonial , copiii faceau sfat (  sase prichindei), si     fara  prea mare bataie de cap   ghiceau cine a fost  mos anul acela .  De , noi adultii eram  preocupati cu ” hai noroc !!!” si nu am aflat sfarsitul ” piesei ” decat tarziu .  ” – de ce sa  va stricam placerea ?/ erati asa de fericiti ”

Acum… peste ani , cand e o placere sa   gasesti daruri pe’ndelete , sa cumperi nimicuri care-ti bucura ochii si sufletul , sa le  impachetezi frumos    , au disparut  agitatia si zarva copiilor .  De aceea ,  in fiecare  Ajun ma napadesc  din cufarul amintirilor , acele  momente pretioase .

manca-v-ar mama

De Ajun , in zori,  m-am luptat cu cozonacii ,  sa  aduc zarva glasurilor mici, care-si amintesc  :   “- mammmaaa, vreau  la tineeee …..- nu deschideti usa la bucutarie, iese caldura !!!”… am  fugit pentru 4 ore la servici iar  la intoarcere am mai  ” adunat” ultimele bunatati ; cozonacul se ridicase bine  ,  intr-o  bucatarie fara usa  :)..i-am  pus in forme si s-au copt minunat .  Colindele   divine    curgeau molcom  din statia 90.8  ;  oboseala era o dulce placere sorbita cu o cafea si un glas …”- abia astept sa ma fac mare sa beau cafeaua si sa  radem “… in living bradul  sclipea peste globurile colorate  ….” pisica, bobeste cu mine ” 🙂   masa  astepta in tacere ,  setata pentru sase , doar  trei persoane …. … cele doua ” lighioane ” Kido the dog si Sasha  the cat , care stiu cand e sarbatoare…. si  amintirile care ma ‘nsotesc  de fiecare data ! Ne-am  bucurat  cu  prezenta “actorului cel mic” care   e Mos  , sa nu mai fie nici un dubiu…cine-i anul acesta  ! Am  mai  fost “informati”  ce  blestematii faceau cand erau  singuri in casa….de, copii  crescuti cu cheia de  gat !   Si timpul a sburat iar .

Dimineata de Craciun  ne-am  bucurat  de  telefoanele primite si date ” celor mai iubiti  dintre pamanteni ”  si ne-am simtit langa ei , cu toata departarea geografica . Ca sa ne ” racorim ” gandurile ‘  , la pranz , am fugit  pentru 1/2 de zi la ski . Christmas ski Gindurile mi-au  fluturat ca pletele de nomad , si au  zornait  ca salbele  tigancilor , pe partia molcoma , care m-a  facut sa uit toate departarile . Vremea era superba , copiii bine ,  ” vecinul”  , deschizator de drum..:) ce as mai putea sa-mi doresc ??    Cand am revenit acasa, la usa asteptau frumos , un cos cu flori , de departe , si un  pachet de la  ” fetita ”  care nu intelegea de mult de ce este  satena si nu  blonda  …”-  mammmii, de ce nu sunt si eu   decoltataaaa?? ” 🙂 Roxy , nici nu sti ce bucurie esti !

Life is good !    Amintirile ma  vor insoti mereu in preajma de Craciun  . Doar vantul le spulbera , pe partia alba  a vietii !

ps. iar azi , alta bucurie a poposit  “in my PC ” 🙂  miracolul vietii !!!

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