I Believe

When you work with children during this time of year, sooner or later one of them will ask, “Do you believe in Santa?” I usually give a quick “Of course I do!” then change the subject because there are some cans of worms you just don’t want to open, especially with other people’s children.

However, I’ve often thought if I were to give a  longer answer, this is what I would say…

I believe in Santa Claus.

I believe in the generosity of mind and spirit,

in listening to others, their wants and needs and acting on them.

 

I believe in Christmas Elves.

I believe in hard work and a positive attitude,

in the satisfaction of a job well done.

 

I believe in Santa’s Reindeer

I believe in pushing yourself to reach new heights,

in being steadfast and reliable and occasionally attempting the impossible.

 

I believe in the Christmas Star and the Christmas Spirit.

I believe in looking up for guidance and for help in finding your way, 

I believe in having faith in people

and in trusting that there is still so much good in the world.

Merry Christmas.🎄

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If We Were Having Coffee…Unpacking Some Christmas Spirit

Good morning and happy Sunday! It’s a bit damp and drizzly here in South Jersey today but it’s warm and cozy inside so sit down, have a cup of hot French roast and lets have a chat!

If we were having coffee…I would tell you that Miss Dee and I spent our day yesterday putting up Christmas decorations. I would admit that when we started, I was feeling slightly overwhelmed and less than enthusiastic but as we unwrapped each treasure, my mood improved. Soon, she and I were remembering stories and laughing at memories from holidays past.

If we were having coffee…I would tell you to bring your mug and I would give you a tour. I would point out the collection of Santas on display behind the sofa. There are the tall Santa my mother-in-law painted and gifted to my husband and I after we got married, the wooden “walking” Santa my father-in-law brought us from Germany, and the Christmas card holder that had belonged to my mom, all sitting comfortably together…

I would then show you the Christmas Village, originally just four lighted houses, purchased at a home demonstration back when D-man and I were newlyweds still collecting holiday decorations. Over the years we have added more houses and tiny figures. The job of setting it up has been handed down from me to Miss Dee. I think she does a wonderful job, don’t you?

However, we are worried about this one…

This is her first Christmas with us and we are a little concerned about the villagers survival. 🙂

Next we can check out the bookcases, my favorite pieces of furniture! On those, we have a mix of old and new, a framed Christmas card I designed as a teenager next to baby photos of my now grown children. Up on top are some reindeer, candle holders from who knows when alongside a new white ceramic one purchased last year. Down on the floor is the tall wooden tree I painted and decorated years ago. I always struggle to find the proper place for it but I’m thinking it looks quite at home next to our stuffed snowman there in the corner.

On the other bookcase sits our mini tree collection. Here there is a potpourri burner, a gift from an old friend 20 years ago, a musical tree that plays “O Tannenbaum” and several others both decorated and natural. You can also see our newest decoration, the white car that is toting the Christmas tree on top. I came across it at Lowes last week and just had to have it. It reminded me so much of my childhood! I was flooded with years of memories, watching my dad strap our tree to the roof of the car. I worried the whole way home that it would blow off! The shelf below holds the manger, also a gift from a dear friend on our first Christmas. This is displayed each year without fail to reminded us of the true meaning of the Holiday Season.

We would then swing through the hall so you could see my Dicken’s Carolers. They were purchased second hand over the years so they don’t actually match but I appreciate them each for their uniqueness. The boy on the right refuses to stand correctly so we had to tape him to the snow. I’m hoping he doesn’t topple over taking the rest of the crowd with him! I think I love them so much because the music of the holidays instantly fills me with Christmas cheer. I wish I’d been able to Carole more often as a child. Miss Dee told me yesterday that they kind of “creep her out!” It must be the eyes. Guess I won’t pass them on to her.

That would bring us back to the kitchen, where the hutch that belonged to my in-laws when they first got married, is packed with more memories. On one shelf sits my mom’s Christmas tree glasses and on another are our reindeer mugs that we bought when the kids were young. Each one features a different one of Santa’s reindeer. Miss Dee always uses “Vixen” and Mr D always uses “Donder.” I’m a little more flexible. Today I have “Cupid” but other days I feel more “Blitzen-ish!” The little nutcrackers are actually place card holders, although I’ve never used them as that and the tray propped up behind was painted by my mom during her ceramic phase. On the back is scratched “Christmas 1977,” the year I turned fifteen.

If we were having coffee… I would tell you, as we sat back at the table and refilled our mugs, that I’m glad Miss Dee nudged me on yesterday and encouraged me to unpack “just one more box.” I realize now, after taking this tour with you that it helped me see past the “I’ve got so much to do!” mindset and instead reminded me what amazing memories we can make when we open our hearts and homes at Christmas!

Thanks so much for stopping by! Please take the time to visit some of the other Coffee Share Posts hosted over at Eclectic Allie.

Thanks For The Memories

Thinking back to the Thanksgivings of my childhood I remember waking to the mouthwatering smell of turkey roasting in the oven. I recall staggering out of bed and curling up in front of the TV to watch the Thanksgivings Day parades. My favorite was the Macy’s Parade with the giant balloons and the appearance of Santa Claus, but mom loved the flower covered floats of the Rose Bowl Parade so we would take turns switching  back and forth.

The Thanksgiving of my childhood. My sister, mom, dad and grandmother at the table in the living room.

I remember trying to stay out of the way as my dad and brother maneuvered our dining table through the tiny kitchen door. They would set it up in the living room and add the extension leafs and folding chairs to accommodate all the dinner guests. Then I would help set the table with the good white table cloth, the plates we borrowed from my grandmother and mom’s special cut glass dishes we saved just for the holidays.

I think about the wonderful dishes we passed around the table, the stuffing and the candied yams covered in sweet buttery syrup. I also remember that mom made two special vegetable dishes, favorites of my fathers that she only made for Thanksgiving and Easter: creamed cauliflower and Brussel sprouts. Now, as an adult I would enjoy them too but back then I passed them down the line and filled my plate with mashed potatoes and carrots instead. 

My children’s Thanksgiving. Our first home. Mr D is the smiling blonde in the front

My husband and I with Miss Dee’s on her first Thanksgiving.

I remember how, when the turkey was crisp and succulent, dad would use our handy electric knife to slice off as much as he could making sure to include lots of dark meat, my grandmothers favorite. He filled the platter to overflowing and then refilled  it when we were ready for seconds. After dinner he would trim off as much as he could and wrap up the remainder for my grandmother to use for turkey noodle soup. I always made sure he saved the turkey’s wishbone so one of my sisters and I could each take a side, make a silent wish then pull it apart to break.  The tradition was that the person who ended up holding the largest half would get their wish

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I think about how, the day before Thanksgiving each year, my dad would to climb up into the attic to retrieve the big roasting pan my mom used for the turkey. The kitchen in our tiny ranch style house had very little cabinet space so the pan lived in the attic between uses. I really remember (probably because the story has been told over and over) how one year after dinner my dad was trying to help get everything cleaned up and inadvertently put the roaster back up in the attic before anyone had gotten a chance to wash it!! Boy was that a surprise when he pulled it back down at Christmas! I suppose they were happy it was just up there from November to December during the cold weather and not from Christmas to Easter!

Our current Thanksgivings are hosted by my brother and sister-in-law. The family has certainly grown!

More than anything, though, when I think back to the Thanksgivings of my childhood I think about the wonderful feeling of togetherness, the warmth, the laughter, the many blessing we had. I’m extra thankful that I’m able to carry on those traditions with my husband, children and the family we have today. I hope my children will always remember their childhoods just as fondly.

What memories are you thankful for this holiday?

If We Were Having Coffee…Sunshine Vs Snow

Good morning! If we were having coffee here in Southern New Jersey we would be enjoying brilliant sunshine and crisp Fall temperatures. I would fill your cup with some nice hot French roast and explain that I am AOK with the cold as long as that big yellow thing is in the sky. This is much better then the mess we had on Thursday! Our area was a blanket of snow accompanied by sleet, hale and wind. Yuck!! I don’t really mind snow just not this early in the season and not with all that other fun stuff. Nope, I am in a much better mood today. Believe me, you wouldn’t have wanted to share coffee with me a few days ago!

Any-hoo…

If we were having coffee…I would ask about your plans for today and tell you that my day is relatively free and that I’m quite ok with that. Having a somewhat introverted personality means that I relish schedule-free time. My brain and body relaxes. Miss Dee is very much an introvert as well. For example, this Monday she was on her way back up to school all prepared for a test in class Tuesday morning and a lot of studying and work before her next class Wednesday evening. However, when she stopped, ten minutes from home to fill up her gas tank, she received a text from her Tuesday professor explaining that he was stuck at the airport in Florida due to engine issues and would have to cancel class the next day, so she turned around and came right back home! She said she did a little happy dance in the front seat of her VW because, to an introvert, there is nothing better than canceled plans. Not everyone will understand that but I bet some of you will!

If we were having coffee…I would tell you that I don’t think young Mr D will be enjoying his day off as much as I will. The children in his classroom have shared their germs and he is down with a head cold and some respiratory issues. This is on top an abscess tooth he had to have root canal on this Tuesday! I’m glad next week is a short one because he is going to need some time off. The D-man and I have been working in the school system for many years and have built up our resistance. Guess he still needs to build up a few more or, maybe change to a profession where people don’t sneeze or wipe their hands on you!

If we were having coffee…I would ask you if you were ready for a refill and maybe a piece of cheese danish? No homemade goodies today, I’m afraid, although the D-man is planning on making a white chocolate cranberry cheesecake for Thanksgiving. It sounds yummy! I’ll save a piece for you for our next coffee date. In the meantime, tell me about your week and then we can go visit the other Coffee Share Posts hosted by the wonderful Eclectic Allie. Relax! Put your feet up! I’ve got loads of time!

A Little Kitty Break…

Our newest family member has an unusual way of relieving her thirst so I thought I’d share, just for fun. Happy Sunday!

If We Were Having Coffee-Catching Up

If we were having coffee… on this blustery South Jersey morning, I would invite you in, offering a cup of strong French roast or tea if you prefer. I would apologize for my long absence from the Coffee Share siting that life simply got in the way for a bit.  You’d completely understand, I’m sure.

Things have been happening around here, I’d explain. In the months I’ve been away, young Mr D has graduated from college and moved into the working world, still finding his way but moving forward just the same. My darling Miss Dee is working her way through her collegiate junior year,  shuttling between home and a university 45 minutes north. She’s become very disillusioned with said university, both the classes and living away so has decided to return to our local college next semester. This is a happy decision for me because it will lighten my worry field a bit!

As for me and the D-man, we’ve just been tap dancing through the school year, working on some home renovations and enjoying time with friends and family. What more could we ask!

If we were having coffee…I would say that while on the topic of friends, I was happy to spend this past Sunday in the company of my oldest and dearest, four girlfriends I’ve know for over thirty-five years! How wonderful and relaxing it is to keep company with people who know you so well and share so much of your history.  We’ve grown into such diverse, busy lives; one a single working mom, one a divorcée with grown children, one a retired widow and one like me, married and finishing up raising her children. We find it impossible to get together more than a few times a year and yet, despite the time and our differences  we still connect the moment we get together, talking in an abbreviated language only we understand and laughing at old jokes only we would get. One friend just returned from London where she went with her daughter to cheer on our local Philadelphia Eagles football team, and one just returned from Spain where she visited her daugher who is studying abroad. As you can imagine, we had lots to talk about!

If we were having coffee…I would tell you that we took advantage of our school holiday yesterday by hopping on over the bridge to Philadelphia and visiting the Museum of the American Revolution.  It’s been open for a few years now but we’ve never had a chance to go before. My whole family are history buffs, in fact, my father-in-law taught high school history several careers ago! He is like our own private tour guide when we visit historic places! This trip, however was just me, D-man, and Miss Dee.

The Museum, located at 3rd and Chestnut, right near the historic district, is set up wonderfully efficient, starting with an introductory film about the Revolution, then winding through a circle of displays chronicling it from year to year.  There is a giant replica of a liberty tree complete with an actual section taken from the last one that stood in Boston.  They have artifacts and stories from soldiers on each side and the civilians caught in the middle as well as lots of interactive displays. I found it interesting and informative especially the section on how the Revolution effected the Native Americans, which is a subject that isn’t given nearly enough attention. Probably the most important artifact on display there is the tent that housed General George Washington through out the war. Amazingly it survived in remarkable condition, handed down from generation to generation and donated along with his personal duffle bag to the museum when it opened.  What an incredible part of American History.

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Miss Dee channeling her inner revolutionary by sitting in a replica chair from the first Continental Congress.

It was a great way to spend a rainy Friday and I would highly recommend a visit if you find yourself in the Philadelphia area.  Tickets were more than reasonable,($19 for adults with a discount for students and educators) and parking at a nearby garage was less than $20.

Well, if we were having coffee…I would probably notice that it was time to start my day.  The bathroom won’t clean itself and the groceries won’t magically appear in the pantry.<sigh> Thanks so much for stopping by and letting me catch up a bit.  Hop on over to Eclectic Allie and catch up with a few more friends or even join in Weekend Coffee Share yourself.  I’d love to hear what you’ve been up too!

Happy Saturday!

A Mother’s Day Tribute: All About Doris

I would like to wish all my mom friends out in the blogosphere a very happy Mother’s Day. I think we can all agree that being a mom is the most wonderful, challenging, frustrating, agonizing, amazing, and rewarding job there is! Sometimes all in the same day!!

Since I am no longer able to celebrate this day with my own amazing Mom I thought that in her honor I would share ten fact about her that helped make her so special.

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Mom with her brother Bobby in 1936 and as a 16 year old just after she met my Dad.

  1. Her name was Doris Mae and she was born in Camden, NJ in 1930.
  2. Doris went to 10 different schools in 9 years. This was because her father, a master plumber (someone who installs plumbing systems in ships or large office buildings) had to move around a lot for his work. She often returned to the same school district a few years later, catching up with old friends. Her oldest friend, Ruth, was an eighth grade classmate who became a life long friend. After my dad passed away they bought neighboring condos and continued to watch out for each other.
  3. Because of all this moving around, school was a challenge for mom so at the age of 16, she dropped out and started her first job as an elevator operator at Strawbridge and Clothier in Camden. She also worked for them as a phone operator, a waitress and a personal shopper for people who would call in with orders (she always said this was her favorite job!)
  4. Her two favorite fashion accessories were high heels and lipstick which she always made sure she had on whenever photos were being taken.
  5. She met my dad in 1946 when she was 16 by way of her best friend Gertie who happened to be my dad’s cousin. He was 23 at the time and fresh out of the army. I remember telling her that she would have locked me in the closet if I had tried dating a 23 year old When I was that age. Her response: “Things were different back then. He was a friend of the family and I was much older at 16 than you were.” Probably all very true.
  6. She became a mom at 20 when she gave birth to my sister Linda, a name she picked out after hearing a coworker by that name. She said it was very original for the time. Linda was followed by Patricia 18 months later, James three years after that and then (surprise!) me 8 years later.
  7. She loved to socialize and always had many friends spending time on the telephone or chatting over the back fence with the other moms in the neighborhood.
  8. Her cocktail of choice was a Fuzzy Navel: peach schnapps and orange juice. I still have a bottle of peach schnapps in my pantry that we kept on hand so she could have one at our holiday gatherings.
  9. She and I took a road trip to Florida in 1993 because she wanted to visit Universal Studios. She was afraid of flying and my dad hated to travel so since I was single and was driving a pretty reliable car at the time she offered to pay for the trip if I would be willing to drive there. It was a fabulous vacation and I’ve never laughed do much in my whole life. We made a detour to Clearwater on the coast so she could visit her cousin and made of point of borrowing a swimsuit so she could swim in the ocean, something I never remember her doing when I was growing up.
  10. By the time she passed away, in 2015, Doris had been blessed with 8 grandchildren, 10 great-grandchildren and countless other “adopted grandkids” that lovingly referred to her as MiMom, a name chosen by her first grandchild. This aspect of her life was by far her most favorite. 

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I could go on. There are so many more memories I could share. Maybe I will make this an annual post. For those out there who are also missing their moms on this special day, maybe you should take the time to make your own list, even if it’s just in your head and your heart. It’s a great way to remember those ladies who helped make us who we are.

Thanks for reading.

If We Were Having Coffee….The Calm After the Storm

 

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Welcome!

If we were having coffee on this fine Saturday afternoon, I could offer you a hot beverage or a cold one and a cookie or two as well. If you come back tomorrow, I can offer you some homemade Salted Carmel Snickerdoodle cookies. My darling hubby always bakes me a batch for Mother’s Day. My mouth is watering in anticipation! For now we have to make do with store bought chocolate chips. Sorry. Let’s take our snack out to the porch and chat a bit…

It’s been quite a week around here. The storm I alluded to above was both figurative and literal. A thunder storm accompanied by strong winds did pass through during the wee hours of the night and another is predicted for tonight and most of the coming week. That’s ok. We need the rain. The lawn and the flowers are extra happy today after getting a good soaking. The only two days I needed it to be rain free were this past Monday and Thursday and that worked out just fine.

Monday morning was Mr D’s graduation ceremony. Hard to believe he has already finished four years of college! The day was beautiful and sunny and the ceremony itself wasn’t as long as it could have been considering there were over 500 students in the graduating class. They held it on a large green area in the center of campus in front of one of the university’s oldest buildings. Mr D majored in Psychology and his ceremony included this as well as those students majoring in other health related fields including nursing. The rest of the week was filled with graduations for the other majors, many of which he attended to cheer on his friends. Today he and his girl are making the rounds of several graduation parties. Ahh, to be 23 again!

Thursday was the day of Miss Dee’s graduation from community college. This is her first step as she will continue on to earn her bachelors degree at The College of New Jersey over the next two years. Her ceremony was originally scheduled for 5:00 in the evening but because of the possibility of storms (her ceremony was also outdoors) they moved it up to 2:00 at the last minute. Thank goodness I have an understanding boss who scrambled around to find coverage for my students so I could make it out of work on time! It turned out to be quite nice too and as with Mr D’s, we followed it up with a dinner out.

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The graduates on their respective days. Love these two!

Now it’s calm. Nothing else to prepare for, at least for the moment. That’s good, because I’m bushed! Tomorrow we will go out to dinner again to celebrate Mother’s Day with my wonderful mother-in-law and sister-in-law but for today, I’m puttering around here catching up with life.

Can I refill your cup? Tell me about your week. Did you do anything exciting? Were there any rough spots or high points? Other than the graduations, I would say my high point was seeing the new Avengers movie Infinity War last Sunday. Dang was that good! …And terrible!! If you are a Marvel fan and saw the film than you totally get my meaning. I can’t wait for part two to be released next May.

Well its time to wrap up our visit for this week. Please stop by again. I’ve so enjoyed your visit. Don’t forget to stop by Eclectic Allie’s and check out the rest of the Coffee Share Posts.

If We Were Having Coffee…Lazy Saturday.

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If we were having coffee…on this rainy Saturday, I would offer you a choice of French roast or caramel vanilla and put out a plate of cookies because for me, coffee is always accompanied by something sweet. Once we were tucked into the table, steamy cups between our palms, I would ask how you’ve been. I hope that you are well and that life has been interesting and somewhat stress free.

In return, you would probably ask about life around here. Well, for the most part we’ve been preparing for some upcoming family events..  Monday morning, our young Mr D will have his college graduation. I swear it seems like just last week that we were getting ready for his high school graduation but here we are, four years later, bachelor degree complete and real life on the horizon! I guess that’s just how time rolls. Miss Dee will also have a graduation this week. On Thursday she will have completed her two year associates degree and will be ready  for her second two years at a university up north. At the moment, she is at work, selling bridal gowns and he is in Cooperstown, New York with the baseball team he coaches. The boys on the team will be able to play a game on the field up there tomorrow but today they were checking out the Baseball Hall of Fame. Never been there myself but Mr D and my hubby have visited several times. I’d like to make a point of going someday. We talked about stopping on the way to Niagara Falls if we ever manage a trip up there! So many places to see!

So today, with the children scattered, the D-Man and I are left feeling very empty nest-ish. The cats are tolerating our presence but I’m sure they would rather have the house to themselves. After all, they are cats.  Oh, speaking of our feline family  members, I should introduce you to our newest….

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Her name is Darby and this is her hangling out in the bathroom sink.  She does stuff like that. After we lost our sweet Jack back in September, his sister Chrissy seemed lonely so we adopted Dar-baby (as we’ve taken to calling her) from a local rescue organization.  She is a real sweetie but a bit mischievous, as you might have guessed.  So far she and Chrissy have a sort of  love/hate relationship, but I think the “love” half is winning out.

We humans in the house have been doing more than just laying in the sink all day, though. D-man spent the morning doing lawn work which is his usual M.O. for this time of year. I tried to explain that if he just stopped putting down seed and fertilizer, then he wouldn’t need to spend so much time mowing but I don’t think he sees my logic. It’s a man thing, I’m sure. As for me, I’ve just been puttering around here, doing laundry and switching over my closet. I did take a run to the pharmacy in search of some medicine. Lately, my head has been stuffed and my eyes have been itchy so I thought I might try some allergy medicine, even though seasonal allergies have never bothered me before. Apparently, the pollen count here in South Jersey is quite high right now so a lot of people are suffering.  However, after checking out the prices of the allergy pills available, I decided to just suffer in silence till the count goes back down!

All in all, today was pretty quiet. Tomorrow will be a much more interesting. We are going to see the the Avengers new movie Infinity War! I’m so stinking excited!! I’ve been avoiding all conversations and social media about it since the release last week because I didn’t want hear any spoilers. We stocked up on candy from the dollar store (because $5.00 for a box of Swedish Fish just ain’t happening) and reserved and prepaid our seats at the theater with the reclining seats. Miss Dee even pulled out her Captain America shirt to wear. I will be sure to tell you all about it if you come by for coffee again next week.

Now it’s your turn.

If we were having coffee, I would refill your cup and ask, “What have you been up to?” I would love to hear about it in the comments below. Thanks again for stopping by and don’t forget to check out the other Coffee Share Post at here  hosted by the amazing Allie.

Adventures in Hollywood – Day Two

The Stars Are Calling

The morning after our flight, fortified with eight plus hours of sleep I awoke to my first daytime view of Southern California.  I was struck by two things; the immense blue, blue  sky, and the mountains. These weren’t like the mountains in upstate Pennsylvania, the kind I was used to, all green and rolling, surrounded by miles of emptiness.  These mountains, crispy brown with scatters of scrub bushes appeared suddenly and incongruously at the end of a city street or grew along the side of a six lane highway.  This place was different and I was ready to explore.

Now, if you happen to be an “old Hollywood” fanatic, like me, and you find yourself in the Greater Los Angeles’ area your first sight-seeing stop is pretty obvious: Hollywood Boulevard, home to Grauman’s Chinese Theater and the Walk of Fame, so that’s where we headed. The trip from Burbank was only fifteen minutes and even though the traffic was insane, it wasn’t nearly as scary as the ride from the airport.  Maybe it was the daylight or the lack of headache, but I also noticed that Los Angeles drivers accepted the fact that you couldn’t travel without cutting across multiple lanes and squeezing in and out of spaces while doing 70. Kyle zig-zagged in and out without attracting rude gestures, horns or squealing breaks, not at all what I had come to expect in Jersey!

Arriving downtown, we realized that Hollywood Boulevard was blocked off for a movie premiere, something Kyle said happens quite frequently. We had to park a few blocks over and walk to the theater which was fine because we passed Mel’s Drive-In, the Wax Museum and several other really cool sights on the way.  By the time we reached the famed footprints in front of Grauman’s, I was positively giddy!!

The Theater, and me enthralled by the footprints!

The outside of the theater itself is quite beautiful. It is a style of architecture that recalls a forgotten era, very ornate and over the top.  The courtyard, in front, was much smaller than I had imagined it being (and believe me, I’ve been imagining it ever since I was a teenager and got hooked on Hollywood’s glamorous hey day). I moved from one to another totally in awe, these awkward cement squares, some of the older ones held together with metal frames,  crammed together in no particular order. Each one bore the footprints or handprints of famous people who only seemed half real to me. I searched for my favorites; Jimmy Stewart, (whose hands and feet were twice the size of mine), Paul Newman (barefoot?) and Joanne Woodward, Cary Grant and Clark Gable!  They had been in that actual spot and written those actual words! Geeky, I know but I was star struck!!

After that, it only got better.  We strolled up the street checking out the stars on the Walk of Fame, while side stepping both people trying to give us free music tapes and costumed entrepreneurs charging money to pose for photos.  We saw a Captain Jack Sparrow, Spider-Man and Batman in the span of one block! There were also several types of food for sale, being cooked right at the curb on portable grills.  You couldn’t have paid me enough to try any, but it did smell really good. I didn’t realize there could be so many colors and music and interesting people all in one place!

Stars and the mall complete with a set piece from D.W. Griffith’s film “Intolerance”

Kyle said he knew a good place from which to view the Hollywood sign (also at the top of my list) so we headed into a courtyard shopping mall with elevators that brought us up to a bridge looking out onto the Hollywood hills and there it was! So cool!  See how excited I was…

For the rest of the week, it was hard for me to get used to seeing it every time you turned a corner.  I’m pretty sure Linda and Kyle got tired of me shouting “Look!  There’s that sign again!” After our photo shoot on the bridge,  we strolled along Hollywood Boulevard  a bit more checking our the many gift shops and purchasing the first of many souvenirs. Linda has seven grandchildren so she needed a lot of souvenirs!

Kyle doing his best Spider-man pose and me channeling my inner Fay Wray!

When we were finally done with all that excitement, Kyle showed us his apartment in the Los Feliz section of the city, then took us to one of his favorite restaurants,  Spitz for an excellent Mediterranean lunch.  The fries were amazing, covered with some decadent secret sauce and the wraps were so big that Linda and I took half of ours home in case we wanted to finish them for dinner.

That, as it turned out,  is exactly what we did a few hours later exhausted and tucked away in our Burbank nest.  Kyle had Ubered home to his apartment, claiming that one night on that couch was enough to last a lifetime.  Linda and I carried our wraps and our much needed glasses of wine into the living room, put up our feet and planned our next adventure!