Life is not just Google

It’s a cloudy Monday and Grandma Glasses is busy packing.

“Where are you going Grandma?” I asked.

“It’s first day of class today, and I don’t want to be late.”

She scampered back to the bedroom, and later came out with cables, charger, mobile phone,  external drive and her CanonPowershot. I also noticed she has her Acer tucked under her arms. In one motion she hauled them into her bag. Then she grabbed a few sheets of paper.

“I need paper for my gum. You ne’er know when a paper would be handy.” She goes through her things for a last minute check.

“Where are you going Grandma? These are the things you bring when you go on a roadtrip.”

Grandma Glasses lets out a subtle groan as she steadily raised her head and looked at me. I am starting to doubt if she understands me.

“I am starting this on a right foot. I know I should not be discouraged. My brain is as good as theirs. Age is just a number as Learning is just a matter of connection and WiFi,” she explained to me. And I stared back at her with a questioning look.

“If anyone calls for me today, tell them I am out. I will be in the coffee-shop, but not to be disturbed. My e-class starts in an hour, and will go on until  after my coffee and croissant refill. Then another e-class after an hour break. That should give me enough time to find a cozy bench at the park. Aside from being with you Drake, I like the ambience of being with trees.”  She sounded like Doris Day singing QueSera QueSera  as she chatters about her plans for the day.

She pat my head and gave my chin a nudge as she walked out the door.  She stopped a second to check the clouds. “It’s a pretty day,” as she glanced around and then walked away.

I curled back in my corner as I gave it a thought. “Life is not just Google. Going back to school anywhere , anytime on WiFi with coffee, croissant and trees seems to be the best part of technology based-learning. I think it’s time to update K9Academy.”

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Cassini Crossing

Space History : Cassini’s successful dive through Saturn’s first ring

“And it’s amazing! I’m lost for words. Never imagined I will see this in my lifetime.” -Grandma Glasses

 

Grandma Glasses’ Sweet Creation

After practicing making meringue with the Pavlova and marzipan on the Princess cake, it was baking marathon in the kitchen for Budapestrulle and Schwarzwalta. It turned out pretty much acceptable and edible, with some areas of improvement such as making crisp meringue base, and keep them from cracking and falling apart.

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“I’m not a professional baker but a foodie at heart.. And a-cake-every-two-days-bake is my labor of love.” – Grandma Glasses

Words to Tow the Day

excerpt from WORDS TO TOW THE DAY with GRANDMA GLASSES

“Nope. Not until today have I encountered these words. Not in the two-volume Oxford Dictionary I kept in my bookshelf neither in Reader’s Digest Word Power,” she tapped her nose while in deep thought.

“Grammar and writing back in my days didn’t require us to use elaborate composition. Conciseness and paraphrasing was and is my way of writing,”mumbles Grandma Glasses.

“I’m not sure if I will remember these words, but it’s good to write them down in case I forget to remember.” Grandma Glasses walks around the room like a  flustered mother hen.

“It may come in handy as writing themes, tags to begin a story, dialogue prompts or outline for a plot,” I was quick to respond confidently.

“OR when I want to confuse people with strange words, or totally disregard them with that,” Grandma Glasses continues.

And our discussion became as theatrical as Brynner and Kerr in the King and I.

(music in background )

(TheWriter enters sheepishly)

(Grandma Glasses shaking her head, stands next to the table)

THE WRITER

Who would want to use psithurism?

GRANDMA GLASSES

when the sound of the wind through trees  seems more visual?

THE WRITER

Or librocubicularist …

(pulls out a book from the shelf)

GRANDMA GLASSES

when plainly a person who reads in bed  is more relaxed and doesn’t sound claustrophobic?

(takes the book from the Writer)

THE WRITER

Defenestrate is too limiting!

(walks to other side of room and looks out the window)

GRANDMA GLASSES

when you want to throw a person or something out of a window , he’s better being sacked!

(walks to TheWriter and taps on his shoulder)

THE WRITER

Of course it will lead to disaster and spellchecker error too —

(turns around and faces Grandma Glasses)

GRANDMA GLASSES

if schlimmbesserung  means an improvement that makes things worse.

(picks up an umbrella from the floor, and flicks it open)

THE WRITER

Why forbid the beauty of the place?

(with arms outstretched)

GRANDMA GLASSES

when a garden walk planted with trees is much beautiful to describe than as xyst alone.

(Gently closes umbrella and slowly walks around the room )

THE WRITER

But I like collywobbles –

(Slowly walks to the door)

GRANDMA GLASSES

as much as I do of butterflies in stomach.

THE WRITER       (Off)

Enough of these strange words.

GRANDMA GLASSES (Off)

These words are too strange for my ears .

(fading music in background )

(light dims and fades)

(curtain close)

“Yes I am a writer. I don’t keep a deadline for my paragraphs. I go with the flow, hang out and brainstorm At The Crafter’s Table. ” – Phwriter11

Christmas Card Treasures

Our grandchildren made these Christmas cards. There is no greater gift than a child’s love on Christmas day, and no  better fans like  Grandma and Grandpa for these little artists. These masterpieces of colorful swirls, wriggly letters and animated drawings will always be treasured.

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Christmas cards from Dwan, Eunice and Liam
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(L) Christmas tree and gifts (R) Our house -artwork by Eunice (6yo)
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 (L)Christmas tree and gifts (R) Grandpa and Grandma -artwork by Dwan (6yo)
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Our Christmas tree -artwork by Liam (5yo)
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Grandpa and Grandma with our pet dogs Angie and Drake – artwork by Liam (5yo)
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Christmas artwork by the little artists (Dec 2016)

Apple Sauce

I have been taught not to waste food when I was young, why change that today?- Grandma Glasses

There is something not right on those apples on the fruit platter. She spent her snack days on cherries and melons. She was playing favorites on those fruits.

“I felt guilty for ignoring the red crispy look the last few days,” said Grandma Glasses

“You don’t have to wait for them to get wrinkled and dried out. How about baking an apple pie?” I remember how delicious and heavenly sweet the slice of apple pie Grandma Glasses gave me last Christmas.

“Nope, I don’t feel making pie crust today. That will have to be on another day when I crave for apple pie, not today.” And  as quick as my idea, so did my apple slice dream vanishing in thin air with her  disapproval. 

“But they have to be eaten sooner or let them rot, ” I said, hoping she will change her mind about the pie.

“No no no! I don’t have the heart to put them in the trash bin. I have been taught not to waste food when I was young, why change that today?” she turned to me as if I said something that will bring a curse to the universe.

“I will make apple sauce!” as she  grabbed the apples and went frantically to the kitchen.

“Yes, that’s a good idea. Whether it’s fresh, baked, roasted, crumbled or mushed that’s fine by me. Apples are always good.” I said.

“And applesauce goes well with breakfast crepes, porridge, french toast, ice cream, muffins, cakes and bread too.”

“Perfect! I can’t wait until it’s ready and we can have our tea time.” She gave me a loving look, as I responded with a frenzy, wagging tail.

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Ingredients :

4 apples, peeled, cored and sliced

3/4 cups water, 1/4 cup sugar, 1/2 tsp ground cinnamon

In a saucepan, combine apples, water, sugar, and cinnamon. Cover, and cook over medium heat for 15 to 20 minutes, or until apples are soft. Allow to cool, then mash with a fork or rubber spatula to your preferred texture and consistency.

 

I love Trees

“I love trees. They show us how to age gracefully, even with wrinkled, bruised and bent branches.” – Grandma Glasses

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Love is Sweeter

14 Feb 2016

“Love is always sweeter when you bake cake together.” – Grandma Glasses

A great way to spend Valentine’s Day is enjoying chocolate cake together. Savoring its smooth, silky, sweetness with thoughts of  the labor of love spent on making that delicious chocolate mousse cake is just ultimate delight. I follow a simple baking mantra, a sweet tooth is a good springboard to happiness.

 

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