tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59164372012-02-16T18:19:21.532-08:00Red PurseNow and again commentary on passing moments that caught my fancy.MMHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17326387805319849806noreply@blogger.comBlogger161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916437.post-38434609667794814322007-09-01T22:44:00.000-07:002008-03-04T21:11:58.472-08:00I am really irritated now. Not once, but twice I was nearly finished with a post when it somehow vanished after I ran spell check. I am not in the mood to write the short piece a third time. It is close to one in the morning.The post began with these sentences, "What is it about midnight? I am staying up later and later to mess with blogs. Sally says she is staying up later too and she doesn't MMHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17326387805319849806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916437.post-59340472809784441702007-08-31T19:30:00.000-07:002007-08-31T19:41:25.249-07:00Sally picked these wild blue berries in the morning and later that day, Elita made a berry crisp. The recipe is simple.Just a cup of flour, a cup of dark brown sugar and one stick of softened butter all crumbed together in a bowl. Spread the crumble over the blueberries and bake at 400 degrees for about thirty minutes. You'll know it's done when you smell the berry juices and the crumble looks MMHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17326387805319849806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916437.post-69984440821943080542007-08-31T18:19:00.000-07:002007-08-31T19:54:08.087-07:00I'm ready to spend time with Red Purse. This blog doesn't get a fraction of the attention that I lavish on Rockbridge Times. Perhaps I think of it as a 'shopping blog' and since I am trying to restrain myself from getting into any kind of retail situation, I pay little attention to it. I don't want to write about shopping expeditions and guilty pleasures. I am staying out of stores and find that MMHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17326387805319849806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916437.post-28098112672708647062007-06-08T20:30:00.000-07:002007-07-30T18:36:34.795-07:00Can it be? Eighteen months since I've posted on Red Purse? Has Rockbridge Times just taken over? Or do I not write because my last post was about shopping and as often shop surreptiously, perhaps there should be no written record of my motivations. Perhaps? You see, editing or 'choosing' one from among many is my real passion whether making a collage or looking at a department of handbags. I MMHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17326387805319849806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916437.post-1130026982513561402005-10-22T19:24:00.000-07:002007-07-30T18:36:51.781-07:00Ok, I went shopping again today. It's Saturday and shopping is relatively mindless after a week of mindful work. Shopping for me is down time. Just looking, editing, selecting, and then, 'to buy or not to buy'. I usually buy. Something. Today, two more purses. This has been a difficult purse season. After a year of use, my bright taxi cab yellow Fossil bag is showing wear. There are newer colors MMHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17326387805319849806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916437.post-1129902051758001722005-10-21T08:42:00.000-07:002007-07-30T18:37:24.863-07:00Woke very early this a.m. - just after 5:00 - and somehow found 'blogher'. What a present so early in the day. I am ready to sign up for their two day conference in August 2006. Also found Ronnie Bennett's blog on aging and listened to a panel discussion on 'going naked'. Then thought I'd check my own blog - I haven't posted in over a year. And guess what - I posted when the Astros were in the MMHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17326387805319849806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916437.post-1097113552978197612004-10-06T22:30:00.000-07:002007-07-30T18:37:58.206-07:00So, I see that I've not written since Super Bowl Sunday. Today one of my staff listened to the Astros game on the radio at her desk. They've made the playoffs. Why do I mention sporting events on this blog? Not worth thinking of an answer. So, the Red Purse is falling short of content. My life is full and my blog does not reflect the day to day to day when so much is happening that there is MMHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17326387805319849806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916437.post-1075643567860212672004-02-01T05:52:00.000-08:002007-07-30T18:38:23.958-07:00Today is Super Bowl XXXVIII Sunday in Houston and I am in Houston too. I've managed to retain the name of one of the teams that will play in Reliant Center this afternoon. I like Super Bowl Sundays because they are so quiet. Few cars on the roads, few folks outside and many fewer sounds. No one is out blasting with leaf blowers or driving with amplified rap. I love the quiet of Super Bowl MMHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17326387805319849806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916437.post-1075640758190498032004-02-01T05:05:00.000-08:002007-07-30T18:38:42.795-07:00So, just when will Americans see that our current administration really is lying, spinning and moving with great speed toward a very different America than the one that we profess to love? I'm talking about the America whose freedoms and civil rights we've so taken for granted that they appear unchanging or unchangeable? Well, things are changing daily, incrementally and if we do not tune in MMHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17326387805319849806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916437.post-1072216625704068872003-12-23T13:57:00.000-08:002007-07-30T18:39:00.770-07:00On Sunday I heard a sermon given by the pastor of the Seattle First Baptist Church. He read an email he'd received from a soldier in Iraq. The soldier wrote that he and his buddies listened to the pastor's sermons and the choir by logging on to the church's website at http://www.seattlefirstbaptist.org/Default.asp?Header=%26nbsp%3B%26nbsp%3BSermons&Locator=SermonsIt's not often that I feel MMHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17326387805319849806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916437.post-1069006922992590512003-11-16T12:40:00.000-08:002007-07-30T18:39:38.397-07:00Today is Sunday. Perused two newspapers while comfortably in bed - the Houston Chronicle and parts of The New York Times - and then spent precious time buying several catalog items on line. One purchase is definitely not necessary. Maybe it will not fit or will ook like the picture so I can return it and feel that I've not made another frivolous purchase.Now my day truly begins with weekend catchMMHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17326387805319849806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916437.post-1069010653938431882003-11-16T11:24:00.000-08:002003-11-25T19:42:09.446-08:00Today is Sunday. Perused two newspapers while comfortably in bed - the Houston Chronicle and parts of The New York Times - and then spent precious time buying several catalog items on line. One purchase is definitely not necessary. Maybe it will not fit or will not look like the picture so I can return it and feel that I've not made another frivolous purchase.
Now my day truly begins with MMHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17326387805319849806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916437.post-1069010445955209262003-11-16T11:20:00.000-08:002007-07-30T18:42:01.868-07:00[ Wed Oct 08, 04:22:25 PM | Mary Margaret Hansen | ]A Week of DiscoveryOctober 8 2003 is quintessential fall – brisk wind, blue blue sky, moments of rain, yellow leaves falling. I enter the park at the gate near the money plants. Ahead of me is a grey haired man in denim jackets and khaki pants. His stride is slower than mine. I can’t decide if he is beginning or ending his walk or how I should MMHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17326387805319849806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916437.post-1067317229928547942003-10-27T21:00:00.000-08:002007-07-30T18:42:27.313-07:00After the WeddingYes. After a promising bright blue morning, it rained hard. The southwest sky turned dark and moved east just as predicted. An executive decision was made by the bride's brother and sister to move the wedding ceremony from the garden to the carport and tent that extended down the driveway. Even the wedding cakes were arranged under the car port adjacent to the arch of autumn MMHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17326387805319849806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916437.post-1067086794890624532003-10-25T05:59:00.000-07:002003-10-25T05:59:54.640-07:00Wedding Day
Weather reports are not good. After two weeks of sunny dappled light and blue skies, severe stormy weather is on the way - just for today. Then a front will blow through bringing cool clear weather. During today's severe stormy weather - or between bouts of it - Elizabeth and Manuel will be married in Sally's garden. A very beautiful ravine garden where white lantana is now blooming MMHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17326387805319849806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916437.post-1065656664299531142003-10-08T16:44:00.000-07:002007-07-30T19:03:28.291-07:00Signs of Life From a Closeted BloggerI’ve been yearning for my own blog. The entire idea of blogging or on-line journaling is becoming irresistible. My feelings about it are approaching those I have when I rush out on a weekend after a 60 hour work week to spend a clandestine hour at Border’s perusing periodicals, meandering through elaborate wedding books (Vera Wang’s is so beautiful) and MMHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17326387805319849806noreply@blogger.com0