bordertown

“Is there a show we can watch?”

I’ve heard this particular question from Banjo Man for months now.  Life is easier, I’ve learned, when we are starting or in the middle of watching a new series on dvd or Netflix or Amazon.  The question is so easy to answer then.

But when we are trying to find something new?  That gets complicated.

We’ve become accustomed to streaming “content” while we eat dinner in front of the television.

We can do that because we are older now and no longer have to set an example or dish out portions of casseroles to six hungry children.

It’s very relaxing on the couch.  My version of the 1950’s tv stand is a little old round table I bought for $1.00 at a yard sale.  It’s so ugly that when we have company I hide it in my bedroom.  But it’s the perfect height and size for a dinner plate, fork and glass of water.

So…back to the question, “Is there a show we can watch?”

Luckily, while browsing through Netflix titles, we discovered this dark crime series, “Bordertown”.

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It’s a Netflix Original, a crime thriller set in a town on the Russia-Finland border.  The main character, a police detective, is pretty much a genius at solving murders.  But he and his family want a less stressful lifestyle in a smaller town, so he takes a job heading a new crime-solving team far from Helsinki.

There are subtitles, which Banjo Man loves.  The crimes are solved within 2 or 3 58-minute episodes, but there are clearly story arcs that could continue over several seasons.

There are times it gets confusing, due to most of the women in the show being blond.  After all, this is Finland.

Many times, over the course of the first mystery (which covered three episodes), Banjo Man turned to me and railed, “I thought she was dead!”

I had no clue either.  So many blond teenagers! We had to wait it out, read the subtitles and eat our roasted broccoli.

If you like the “Harry Hole” books (set in Norway) by Jo Nesbo or the series “Department Q” (Denmark) by Jussi Adler-Olsen, you might want to give this a try.

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no sign of spring

I did a little shopping today.  April is “birthday month” here.  This year the ages range from 1 to 91 (and in between).  So I went to my favorite local store, “Simple Pleasures” to browse.

I purchased a little dress-wearing bunny for the one-year old.

And I spent about forty minutes browsing all the lovely things for babies and weddings, clothing and jewelry, birthdays and housewarming gifts, bags and cards and candles.

And signs.  Like this one.

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I’m afraid my “crazy” is showing.  I’m taking this cold, windy, wet, non-Spring weather personally.  Lately I’ve deteriorated into pacing around the house and cursing the gray skies that fill my view from the office windows.  The weather has been making me miserable.  I am tired of gray.

Yesterday’s shopping day with my mother was spent dealing with torrential rains, mall parking lots and hoping the umbrella wouldn’t blow away or break in the gusting winds.

This morning I caught a glimpse of blue sky and by 10 AM there was a brightness about the air.  By the time I raced around the house (shower, make up, clean jeans, feed the birds!) to enjoy the beautiful day, it was… gone.  The clouds came back, the wind whipped up and the temperature dropped.

Growling and snarling, I grabbed the car keys and my travel mug–hot coffee, hurray!–and ventured out anyway.  Why waste a shower and eye-liner?

So I mailed the Easter pillow cases to the Funny Grandson, bought the well-dressed bunny, purchased a new tablecloth for the lake house and filled a grocery store shopping cart with tulip plants.

In 61 days I will be sitting in the sun.  On the dock.  At the lake.  Until then, I’m going to try to keep the crazy tucked in.

At least when I’m out in public.

 

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goodbye, old friend

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The giant oak that has shaded the patio and half of our house for the past twenty-six years is dying.

We are very sad about that, but the time has come to do something about it before half of this oak tree crashes onto our new roof.

The “tree man” came today and gave us a price.  He’ll call later with a date.  I will have coffee and doughnuts for the crew that morning.

And Valium for Banjo Man.

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getting ready for easter

Another holiday, another set of pillowcases.

Too much fun, I tell ya!

Yesterday was a miserable, windy, rainy day.  But because I had no Easter-themed fabric I dug out my rain coat and drove south for 20 minutes to a fabric store.  No storm is going to keep me from sewing!

Joy.

 

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In process.

 

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Finished!

 

 

 

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birthday gal

We ordered margaritas, but one of us had to prove she was under 21!!!!  The other three of us (whose combined ages totaled 231) were shocked and very, very amused.

How hilarious!

NancyK turned 37 on  Saturday and we celebrated by going out for an Italian dinner Sunday afternoon.

 

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Cheers to the gal with the baby face.

Banjo Man ordered a vegetarian pizza.

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Back home we ate cake.

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No,  I didn’t bake this one.  Triple chocolate was a hit!

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Such a happy smile.

And the sun was shining!  The four of us were giddy from blue skies, sunshine, chocolate and pasta.

I think I love April.

 

 

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why did the turkey…

…cross the road?

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(A)  to find bugs and/or acorns,

(B)  for exercise, though they walk very, very slowly, with their skinny turkey feet planted firmly at every step they take, or

(C)  to make me hurry downstairs to tell Banjo Man to look out the office window.

We haven’t seen turkeys in a long while.  For many years we were on the “mother and babies” loop.  Two mothers and a dozen or so turkey babies spent part of their day in our front yard.  The “pit” was the perfect turkey play pen.  And we spent many hours watching the mothers teach the little ones to fly from the tree on our patio.  Each year there was always one little frightened turkey who didn’t want to make the leap and sat on the branch long after the others had wandered slowly into the brush.  We would cheer him on until he tossed himself into the air.

The turkeys we saw yesterday were fully grown, a gang of ten looking for trouble.  Or male turkeys.  Or maybe a warm place to nest.  Good luck with that, ladies.

Nothing is warm here.  Cold, dreary, spitting rain, clouded with fog…that’s what it is like right now.  I am grumpy.

And I have a new gadget, not that I really wanted this thing.  But it was time to take control instead of relying on doctor visits and the machines at CVS.

Do I have high blood pressure?  No one knows.  It’s up, it’s down.  Such is life.  Have I tried medication?  Yes, but it makes me very, very tired and therefore cranky.  And it doesn’t seem to make much difference in the numbers, either.  So my doctor said to stop taking the medication, but to check the pressure a couple of times a week to see what is going on.  For now.

Let’s see…what else is going on…

I have been to Walmart twice in three days.  No one should do that.  It’s too crazy.  The first day I spent most of my time in the toy department looking for Match Box helicopters (I found three!!!).  The second day I bought groceries, though the chicken section was decimated.  Note to self:  do not expect to buy chicken breasts on a Sunday afternoon at Walmart.

I have some new recipes to try, including a fire-roasted tomato and cheddar cheese soup I saw on the Cooking Channel.

My daughter, the “baby girl” of the family, turns 37 on Saturday.

The Funny Grandson is in love with his new suede tool belt.  Banjo Man told him that one of those pockets was designed to hold candy bars.

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We have been feeding some very grateful neighborhood birds and chipmunks.  I’m sure they’re wondering where the warm weather is, too.

We watched the 2013 documentary “Muscle Shoals” last night.  Fabulous!

Here’s the trailer:

http://www.imdb.com/video/imdb/vi3591416089?ref_=ttvi_vi_imdb_1

I hope the skies are blue and the breezes are warm wherever you are reading this today!   I will be at the lake in 71 days…

 

 

 

 

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brisket is king

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Yes, this is a t-shirt!

We can’t go to Austin without having a meal where Will works “in the pit”.

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Another t-shirt!

So here are some pictures of Will working hard.  That meat smoking business?  It’s serious in Texas.

 

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Briskets.

 

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Homemade sausage.  Yum.

 

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Sign inside the restaurant.  I agree!

 

 

 

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good times, 2017

IMG_2601We’re home, we’re cold (it’s 20 degrees this morning) and we’re a tiny bit weary.

But boy, did we have fun.

Our 3 1/2 hour layover in D.C. was spent at a restaurant we’d tried before, on December 31’s return trip.  This time we knew how to work the I-pad for our electronic ordering of drinks and sandwiches.  I had trouble swiping the credit card and was miffed that one of the servers had to help me.  The only thing that soothed my injured techie pride was that she had trouble, too.

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I played a Cupid’s Arrow Scratch game and eventually won a tiny chocolate bar and a large bottled water.

Banjo Man thought I’d lost my mind.  I don’t usually get involved in games like that, but I was determined to play (it was free, in case you’re worried I’ve become a gambler) until a prize was delivered to our table.

Besides, we had all the time in the world to hang out in the restaurant.

Both flights were on time and smooth.  We slept.  We read.  We split the chocolate bar.  We drank water.

And retrieving our car at the new-to-us giant airport parking lot?  Easy!  We even found our parking ticket, plus the coupon, without panicking (Banjo Man remembered where they were, not me).

We were home by 11, in bed at midnight.

We miss the Funny Grandson, but his last words to us as his parents hustled him to the car Monday night were, “See  you at the lake, Grandma and Grandpa!”

(I can’t wait for July.)

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saturday in the bleachers

I’m not a bleacher fan and didn’t go prepared with cushions or portable back rests, but Banjo Man and I sat for SEVEN HOURS AND FIFTEEN MINUTES on a metal bench at Threadgill’s backyard on Saturday.  Even though we arrived half an hour early, we still couldn’t snag folding chairs.

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The reason?  The Conqueroo Day Show, always a good time!

Kinky Friedman smoked a cigar while standing next to me as I waited for a sandwich.  Then he went onstage, sang a few tunes and swore a lot.  Pretty funny stuff, though I’m glad the Funny Grandson wasn’t with us.

 

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Kinky Friedman, now 74.

 

 

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Whitney Rose.

 

We’ve seen Whitney  Rose before.  She has a classic country voice and is adorable.  I’ll bet she’ll be a big star one of these days.

http://whitneyrosemusic.com/music

 

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Shinyribs!

This band came with two horns and back up singers!  They rocked the house, with dancing and a ukulele.  Who knew?

http://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=shinyribs+youtube&view=detail&mid=90574EA297D7F74EABE090574EA297D7F74EABE0&FORM=VIRE

 

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Ray Wylie Hubbard

I loved Ray Wylie Hubbard so much.  He sang “Texas blues” and told hilarious stories.  I could have listened to him for hours, but everyone was limited to a 45 minute set (max).

This is an entertaining interview and a rendition of “Snake Farm”.  We had a fun time singing along with this song:

http://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=ray+wylie+hubbard+youtube&view=detail&mid=0026CF09AA609ABCA16E0026CF09AA609ABCA16E&FORM=VIRE

 

 

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Sunny Sweeney.

Sunny had a fabulous country voice and a great sound.  She had just found out she was opening for Garth Brooks later on that evening!  Garth had announced a surprise concert for the grand finale of SXSW on Saturday night.  The 50,000 free tickets (you had to book online with a credit card to prove you had an Austin address) sold out in 5 minutes.

 

I’m a big Garth Brooks fan, but standing for hours in a crowd of 80,000 people (an extra 30,000 were expected from the SXSW attendees) didn’t seem all that appealing.  Will went with friends and planned to listen from another location, but the word went out that they were letting more people in and he and his friends hurried over to the show.

He said it was great.

Anyway, back to Threadgills….

The last performer was the great James McMurtry, who brought down the house at the Panida in Sandpoint a couple of years ago.

 

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James McMurtry

 

 

It was the second time we’d heard him this week and I sure don’t get tired of listening to his songs.

http://www.jamesmcmurtry.com

Will joined us around 4:30 and couldn’t believe we’d been there since 11:30.  We waved goodbye to him at 7 and limped off to find our car in the lot next door.  This year we paid to get a good spot for the day, which was a necessity because I think we’re getting older.

 

The chicken sausage creole had been cooking all day in the crock pot, so I made some rice and we debated about taking a walk down South Congress after dinner to hear more music for about twenty seconds before collapsing onto our lovely soft couch.

Our sons were amazed at the day we’d had, but on the other hand they’re used to our marathon music adventures.   When you’re having a good time, why leave?

 

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one margarita, two margarita

It was Friday afternoon.

I was thirsty.

My grandson was nowhere around.

The music was fabulous.

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And that’s all I’m going to say about that.

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