Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Stop and Look Around Once In A While...

I'm a typical Type A person, always busy running around, trying desperately to squeeze the most out of every day. Because of that, I sometimes miss out on the joy of being in the moment and experiencing something new in the process.

Today, I ran to the post office at lunch. I probably visit this location at least once a month, and when I'm standing in line waiting, I'm usually tapping away on my iPhone, checking in to Foursquare, etc. Today, I actually left my phone in my purse and happened to look up...




...and enjoyed a rare moment of beauty in a busy day.

If course, sometimes when you stop to look around, you just have to laugh...





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Monday, January 3, 2011

Out With The Old, In With The New

My mother is a huge fan of wall calendars. She has one hanging in her kitchen with dates of birthdays, anniversaries and other significant events that happen among our family and friends every year.

She's been collecting important dates for a long time, and I would guess about 75% of the squares on her calendar are filled in with something. While I was home at Christmas, she was musing about the fact that it was about time to get a new calendar.

Now, I'm a more digital girl where it come to tracking my important dates, but I still admire a good calendar. They especially come in handy for making my work cube walls less boring.

Since today is the first full week of 2011 and my first day in the office this year, it was appropriate that I noticed my calendars needed updating.

My Pittsburgh Penguins animal welfare calendar has been good to me.




But since the Kings are no longer handing out roster cards at games, I decided my cube walls need to be a little more purple.





Welcome to 2011!


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Saturday, January 1, 2011

Under Construction: A Day In The Life of a Rose Bowl Float

If you've ever watched the Tournament of Roses Parade on television New Year's Day, you certainly appreciate the beauty and creativity of the flower covered floats that are the hallmark of the event.  But have you even wondered what goes on BEFORE the parade?  How are these floats made?

For the second time since I've lived in California, I had the opportunity to work on a parade float and see the incredibly hard work done for countless hours by thousands of people to make the magic on TV happen.  So here's a little insiders view of my day volunteering to help decorate this year's entry from Kaiser-Permanente.

The first thing to remember is my 7 hour decorating shift is one tiny piece of a process that takes a year from start to finish.  The floats are designed and constructed by professional float companies and cost hundreds of thousands of dollars to sponsor.  During our orientation, we learned that each float costs in the neighborhood of $1 million by the time it's completed.  That's a lot of money you see floating down Colorado Boulevard in Pasadena on parade day!

When the volunteer decorating process starts, the floats are already constructed and painted so you know where materials will be placed.  What the volunteers do is actually apply the organic materials to the floats, and it's not all flowers. While I was there, I saw flowers, chopped parsley, beans, oatmeal, white rice, poppy seeds, and other types of materials used on different float designs.

Since flowers are mostly what you see, I'll walk you through the process of using yellow straw flowers to decorate a large papier-mache flower that comprised part of the float design.

The first step is separating the flowers from the stem and putting them in boxes.


Next, the individual petals are stripped from the hull of the flower. Then you take scissors and cut those flower petals into even smaller pieces. The box on the left is what they look like before cutting, and the box on the right is the size when they're cut.


Needless to say, this is a challenge to do with the tips of the scissors jammed inside a bucket. Plus your fingers start to ache after a while because you're cutting a boatload of flower petals!


Once the flower petals are cut up, the real fun starts because you get to use glue! In this case, we were painting papier-mache flower forms with glue and covering them thousands of bits of straw flower petals. They lay plastic on the floor so you don't waste too much, because those flowers cost money. And once you get what didn't stick back in the box, the plastic makes clean-up a lot easier.


The hard part about these flowers is getting the edges completely covered. The forms are heavy, so if you have only one person working on a flower, it's hard to hold it up, paint on glue AND get the flowers to stick without having to sit the thing down, which is turn messes up the edges and you have to do them again. Jen and her Mom figured our early on it was more efficient as a two person job.


They turned out a pretty amazing finished product!


Keep in mind, these flowers are only ONE component of an enormous float, and we spent 7 hours working on just this one piece! All told, there are thousands of man hours that go into the finished product you see on parade day. And while sitting on a hard concrete floor covered in glue and bits of flowers may not be glamorous, this is truly one of the toughest jobs you'll ever love.

Here's to a bright and colorful New Year!

Friday, December 31, 2010

Sailing Away From 2010

Last night, I walked home from Staples Center after a Kings game in chilly weather with winds gusting up to 18 MPH. 


Most of the time the wind blew straight at my face, causing me to lower my head and lean forward to keep pushing my way home.  At times, the head wind was so strong it slowed my pace by half or even stopped me altogether.

Occasionally, the wind shifted 180 degrees and pushed at my back until I was moving too fast and trying to control my momentum.  Those bursts never lasted long, and while it was a relief to have some help walking a little more quickly, it was hard not being in control.  Plus, I spent my time worrying when the wind would shift another 180 degrees and resume it's attempts to slow my progress.

As it turns out, walking through last night's windstorm is a great metaphor for the year I had in 2010. 

Whether I was fighting conditions holding me back or struggling to control unwelcome forward momentum, everything was a battle.   I got caught up in the emotion of that struggle, and I made a lot of mistakes handling the challenges I faced -- in some cases major ones I'm still trying to completely repair.  I looked for places and people to blame.    Over the course of the year, that constant battle wore me down.  At one point, I wanted to give up completely.   I felt exhausted, uninspired and hopeless.  I lost myself, or at least my vision of who I want to be.

But I realized I DO have the power to find myself again.  Like a good sailor, I just need a plan to navigate and the strength to adjust my sails and tack around so the wind works for me, not against me.   If life is a journey and not a destination,  I still have a lot of sailing left in me.

I think they use champagne to christen boats, right?



Then toast with me as the next phase of my journey begins.  HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Monday, November 29, 2010

Make My Day Monday: A Toy Makes A Difference

Just before Thanksgiving, I received an e-mail from one of my co-workers, requesting help collecting toys for sick children.  Lots of organizations do this every holiday, including my beloved Los Angeles Kings, but this request touched my heart when I learned the story behind it.  In the interest of privacy, I'm leaving out names and other details and paraphrasing the story, but I feel compelled to share it.

My co-worker and her daughter collected toys to donate to Children's Hospital Los Angeles (CHLA) one Christmas, and the little girl had so much fun she asked her mother if they could do it every year.  But one Christmas was all she would have.  She became seriously ill the month after Christmas and ended up in the hospital.   During her stay, she received a visit from hospital services with a gift -- one of the very toys she had collected herself.  Her sisters received gifts as well, but her mother got the biggest gift of all --  a priceless smile from her daughter and a chance for her to forget about being sick for just a little while.  And she remembers her daughter's smile every holiday, because memories are what she has left.  Sadly, the little girl passed away, but her mother continues her legacy by collecting toys every Christmas to donate to CHLA and UCLA.

She was kind enough to include a recommended list of toys in her e-mail, so I happily printed it and headed out to Target after work.    It was the most fulfilling shopping I've done in a long time.

I can't WAIT for these to get delivered!

So when you see folks in your community collecting toys for the holidays, remember there are real children out there in need of a smile at Christmas, and you can help give it to them.  A toy CAN make a difference.  Sometimes, it makes all the difference.

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Smells Like True Friendship

I am blessed to have many people in my life I consider friends.  They've come into my life in all sorts of ways -- through school, work, hockey, or even other friends.   Depending on how we're acquainted, we have different levels of interaction.  Some things we share, some things we don't.  Some friendships instantly feel like they've existed forever, and some take time to establish.

Sometimes you find friends that are practically an extension of you -- as essential as one of your own limbs.   They almost know you better than you know yourself.  They're the kind of friends that can finish your sentences, know from the tone of your voice that something is wrong, or feel something in the air one day that makes them pick up the phone from 3,000 miles away and call just when you need it.

That friend is Michelle.

We met in college, and our connection was instant.  The finishing each others sentences thing has always been there, and it makes us look at each other and laugh in recognition when it happens.   Our mutual friends from school have difficulty talking about one of us without mentioning the other.  "Where are Meg and Michelle?"  "What are Meg and Michelle doing tonight?" 

She knows more about me than any person on the planet, and she remembers EVERYTHING.  So I shouldn't have been surprised when a got a call from her this summer in the middle of the day.

"Hey, sorry to bug you at work, but what's the name of that perfume you loved so much but can't find anymore?"

"Huh?  What perfume?"

"You know.  It's gold...something...maybe the box is gold?  Did the name have gold in it?"

"You mean Valentino Gold?"

"Bingo!"

"NO WAY!!!!!!"

"Yup! I found it.  They have 3 boxes.  How many do you want...I'll send them to you."

"You just found the last 3 boxes of my favorite perfume ON EARTH?  I'll take them all!!!"

"Perfect!  Gotta go....LOVE YOU!"

Bear in mind, I can't even remember when we ever had a conversation about my perfume.  It might have been late at night over a bottle of wine, enjoying each others company so much we couldn't stand the idea of sleep.  We might have been shopping once.   I had long since forgotten I even missed the stuff, yet she remembered it meant something to me once AND scoured every nook and cranny of New York City looking for it.

So after a failed attempt to mail me my bottled magic (wait, you can't mail perfume because it's flammable? DOH!), she made extra space in her suitcase and delivered it to me in when we met up back at JMU for our annual Alumni Band Weekend.


Now every morning, I look at the graceful gold bottle on the vanity tray in my bathroom and am reminded what a true and undying friendship I'm blessed to have.  The fact that I smell nice is just a bonus.

Friday, November 26, 2010

Kitchen Adventures: The Thanksgiving Recipes!

I've written blogs on many subjects I personally find interesting.  Some of them resonate with the people I share them with, and some don't.  But the one subject that seems to unite everyone I connect with is FOOD.

Now THAT'S a Thanksgiving Feast!

I think we try to make the world so complicated sometimes that we forget what makes people tick is really pretty simple.  We need companionship and we like to feel good.  Shared meals bring those things together perfectly, which is one reason I enjoy Thanksgiving so much, no matter who I spend it with. 

Food also helps us learn more about each other.  We all have stories attached to particular meals or recipes that make them memorable.  We can share elements of our culture and heritage through flavors.  Most importantly, the process of cooking involves service to the people we care about, showing our love by nourishing each other.

This plate made me feel VERY taken care of on Thursday!

So in service to you, the friends who read and comment on my blog and keep me mentally nourished, I'm happy to share my recipes from Thursday.   I hope you pass them along and use them to create wonderful memories with people you love.

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Grandma Hiller's Spinach Balls
2 boxes frozen spinach, thawed and drained
2 cups crushed herb stuffing mix
1 stick of butter, melted
3 eggs
1 cup grated Parmesan cheese
3-4 chopped scallions

Mix together all ingredients.  Roll into 1 inch balls and bake on a greased baking sheet at 350 degrees for 12 minutes.  Serve with mustard sauce or other condiment of choice.


Key West Lime Mustard Sauce
4 cups mayonnaise
1 cup Dijon mustard
3/4 cup Key Lime juice
1 tablespoon Pickapeppa Sauce (you can substitute Worcestershire if needed)
1 tablespoon A1 Sauce

Using a whisk or food processor, blend the mayo with the mustard.  Slowly pour in the Key Lime juice.  Add the Pickapeppa and A1 and blend until light golden brown. 

NOTE: This recipes makes about 5 cups, which is at least 4 cups more than you need for the spinach ball recipe.  The amount of ingredients can be cut in half and the sauce will taste just as good.  Or you can make twice as many spinach balls!


Sweet and Spicy Nuts
1/3 cup sugar
2 teaspoons ground cinnamon
1/2 teaspoon ground allspice
1/2 teaspoon season salt
1/4 teaspoon ground nutmeg
1/4 teaspoon ground black pepper
1 egg white
3 cups mixed nuts (1 cup each cashews, pecans and almonds)

Preheat oven to 250 degrees.  Combine sugar and all spices in a medium bowl and set aside.  Beat egg white until foamy.  Add nuts to egg white and toss to coat.  Add spice mixture to nuts and toss to coat evenly.  Spread nuts onto a greased baking sheet in a single layer.  Bake for 1 hour, stirring once.  Remove from oven and cool slightly, then break apart.   Cool completely and store in an airtight container for up to 2 weeks.