Butt-Dancing, Pole-Dancing, Disco Dancing – It’s All Good

Zbyszek turned into a lovely, snow-covered tree.

That’s what my friends told me that New Year’s Eve night many, many moons ago in Poland. He had been madly in love with my friend Grazyna – who, it turned out, was madly in love with someone else. And apparently, she told him so that night.

In his despair – and after a few many shots of Zytnia wodka – he ran out of the house, sans coat, and into the woods behind the house we were celebrating in.

“O Matko!” wailed Grazyna as she noticed the front door left wide open, blowing snow was beginning to collect like powdered sugar in the hallway, and a gasp followed by whispers, rippled through the room.

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What Gathering Mushrooms, Wisniowka and Blog Awards Have in Common

In the scorching heat of the European summer afternoons, after the rain sprinkles it’s last luminous drops of refreshing water, the young people in Poland (at least in the mountain village my mother’s family lives in), grab their baskets and quickly make their way into the woods. To “gather mushrooms”.

At least that’s what they tell their parents…

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“Chopped Testicles, Mommy? Are You Delighted?”

First of all – Happy Teacher Appreciation Week to anyone who has a child in their life since we are all always teaching them lessons through our words and our actions.

I had the wonderful luxury of staying in my big, puffy bed and snuggling all weekend 😉 .

OK, that translates into – I was (still am) annoyingly sick with a fever and chest cold and basically everything I normally have to do needs to be done from bed.

The girls and I cuddled on my bed (“Sound of Music” style) and talked about our move to the ocean for most of the weekend. Cape Cod and Myrtle Beach dominate a good chunk of our lives at this point!

It’s amazing how quickly my box of tissues transformed into seagulls, ocean foam, sailboats and towels for Barbie dolls and stuffed animals. As the sun streaming in through the windows warmed us, we laughed our way through games of “Quelf” and “Smart Ass” and “Uno”. The girls laughter was better than all the other medicines I was taking.

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Oh Dear God, Don’t Sit On the Pineapple!!

You are about to be the first to find out.

I’m dumping Bob.

He’s just not hot anymore.

I admit that I have been rough on him lately – using him around the clock, over and over. I suppose I had to expect him to just get tired and stop responding the way I need him to. He was there to listen to me, to agree with me and even comfort me. He made each day seem clear – vivid…giving me the energy I needed to make it through most days…

Today’s Dilemma – Balls or Birds?

Yep, I’m one of THOSE.

A “coupon clipper”.

And this morning I am devoting a tiny chunk of time to “cutting money out of circulars”, with the help of, of course, my two littlest. My three year old is learning how to read and is “delighting” me with every word she reads – “Are you delighted Mommy? Watch me, Mommy, watch me read! Are you delighted?”

GASP!! Erotic Thrills Tonight and My Nominations for the Sunshine Award

Ahhh…Friday. Tonight I get to slip into a silky, royal blue silk dress and sky-high pumps and enjoy myself at a local artist’s reception here in Saratoga.

I always get an erotic thrill coursing through my body when I get to meet the creators of beautiful artwork – there is something titillating  for me to be able to be in the presence of someone who can  passionately capture a  moment of time with various mediums.

A Public Apology to My Mom, and Mrs. Sparkly’s Ten Commandments Award

I am not proud about what I am about to confess to you.

Worst of all, I know I will disappoint my mother the most.

I committed a HUGE sin in Polish tradition. I used instant potatoes in my pierogie.

Zapiekanki, Dzelten Maize and Part 3 of My Versatile Blogger Award Nominations!!

My favorite food in Poland (OK, one of my favorite foods in Poland) is zapiekanki, and from sessions at nometne as a child – dzelten maize.

The zapiekanki that conjur up the best memories for me were (probably still are) sold by outside vendors near the bus and train stations in Rzeszow. These  are similar to grilled French bread pizzas topped with lots of minced mushrooms, melted cheese and a spicy tomato sauce. Rzeszow was a town we frequently had to stop through en route to pretty much much most other places in Poland. And Dzierzoniow, as I recall, also had some great ones.

I can still recall the delicious smell wafting around us as fabulous memories of standing in long lines with my friends and family during trips – summer romps to Solina in the Bieszczady Mountains and in the winter – to the resort town of Zakopane in the Tatra Mountains. At each stop along our way, we had to sample the local zapiekankie and to restock our drink and snack supply. Definately more on these trips coming up in future posts – and I will tease you by saying – they were wild times.

WOOHOO!! The Versatile Blogger Nominations – Part 2!!

What a gorgeous day it’s been so relaxing to be able to sit back, chill, and pick my next five nominations for The Versatile Blogger Award..