Author Archives: Rebecca

january 10

One of the reasons that I enjoy watching old ‘ER’ reruns (besides seeing Dr. Greene alive, of course) is that I have the chance to analyze each episode and catching little bits of trivia. For instance, today I discovered that Abby Lockhart (played by Mass native, ***Maura Tierney|http://imdb.com/name/nm0005491/*** has the same birthday as me!

This makes number 2 on my list of fictional characters born on January 10th. Abby joins the club along side of ***Logan Bruno|http://www.scholastic.com/annmartin/bsc/meet/logan.htm*** of “Baby-sitters Club” fame.

The search continues…

yummy, sugary goodness

I had to work today 🙁 Because I can park for free at work on Sundays I decided to drive into the city instead of taking the T. This turned out to be a fantastic decision, because it brought me dangerously close to the brand new Krispy Kreme store in Saugus.

Needless to say, I couldn’t just drive by. So I pulled in, got in line, and was fascinated by the donut making machinery. Yup, me and the 6years olds had our faces glued to the window watching.

I was all ready to pay for my one donut when the girls working the line offered me a free one, hot, and just off the glazer. yum, yum, yum.

Now, I don’t think I’d want a Krispy Kreme donut every day, but it sure was good!

Gracias, Thanks, Merci Beaucoup!

To Dad: Thank you for knowing so much about cars and for trying to teach me how they work. Yesterday there was a scary blinking light on my dashboard. Yikes! Because I was on my way past the mall, I turned into AutoZone and pulled out my car manual. Lo and behold the solution to my problem was right there! I popped the hood, checked the coolant level, and went inside to buy some more. After double checking with the friendly desk help I refilled my coolant tank up to the optimal level. Good bye blinking light! My auto problem skills are getting better!

To Auntie Susie: Thanks for recommending, ***Lucia, Lucia|http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1400060052/worldwidewood-20*** by Adriana Trigiani. This story of family, life, love and risks was very heartwarming. I couldn’t put it down…and occasionally I think of Lucia’s life story and it feels like I heard it from a real person. Trigiani’s descriptions of Greenwich Villiage in the 50’s and her details into the fashions of the time challenged my imagination. All in all it was a great summer read, not too intellectually straining, but not complete fluff either. It was lovely.

To Mom: Thanks for passing Lucia, Lucia on to me when you were finished!

I don’t need a date…

But I did recently register at ***friendster.com|http://www.friendster.com***. I only did it at first because ***jill|http://www.theholtsite.com*** did and she was looking for friends. I thought it was kind of cheesy and figured that I’d spend two minutes on it and that would be all.

I’ve discovered, however, that it is rather addictive. I don’t have a whole lot of friends listed, but it’s fun to try to find people I know. I was able to reconnect with my childhood friend Meghan. She and I practically lived at each other’s houses in middle school so it was good to talk to her again.

Over all I think that friendster is an interesting place to surf around. I’m not looking for new friends or dates, but it’s fun none the less. The website itself could use to be a bit more user friendly, though. I find myself having to scroll up and down and click here and there just to find the most basic of information.

So, anyway. Go on friendster and be my friend 🙂

a survey

After wanting to read it for a while now, I have finally finished ***Corelli’s Mandolin|http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/067976397X/qid=1091057930/sr=1-1/ref=sr_1_1/102-1093109-7623326?v=glance&s=books***, by Louis De Berniernes. I found it to be a very touching story with just the right amount of historical context to be interesting. Beware, however, it caused me to shed many tears!

Having just finished my latest book, ***The Blue Journal|http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0399148027/qid=1091056631/sr=1-4/ref=sr_1_4/102-1093109-7623326?v=glance&s=books***, I have found myself without a new read. Normally, I’d just go to the Library and walk around until some title catches my eye.

I thought that today I’d see what you, our fine readers, might recommend to me. Leave me a comment and let me know your favorite read, or the most recent thing you read. That way I can go to the library with purpose. And maybe I’ll read somthing that I might not have otherwise 🙂

Oh, and I think that I would relegate my latest read to a list of beach books. It was somewhat enjoyable, but mostly I felt gypped by the ending. It was just a good, mindless, easy read.

Lynn, Lynn, city of….. gifts?

So, the Democratic National Convention has taken the city of Boston by storm. This has thrown a bit of a wrench in my commuting habits. Nevertheless, I set out this morning an hour and a half early with hopes of a smooth trip into the city.

I was walking from the commuter train in Lynn to the shuttle bus that would take me to South Station, and imagine my surprise when I saw nice people there smiling at me! And there was a musician playing some happy morning music for us commuters. How nice.

On the way home, walking back to the train from the bus I encountered many more Lynn representitives who were handing out little gifts; a free subway token, a half-pint of lemonade, a Lynn gift bag (with some casino cruise tix, a stress ball, a pen and other stuff). Who knew that Lynn was so full of nice, cheerful people!?

Plastic Dentist

Despite the lack of posting, I have actually continued reading. Most recently completed was ***The Last Camel Died at Noon|http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0446363383/qid=1089336206/sr=8-10/ref=pd_ka_10/002-6457907-6007237?v=glance&s=books&n=507846*** by Elizabeth Peters.

Peters has written numerous adventure novels set in Egypt in the late 1800s. The main characters in this one were Amelia and Reginald Emerson, famous British archaeologists. While studying in Egypt they wind up captured by a rogue group of desert folk… and the drama continues.

I enjoyed reading the book, but I can’t say it was a really gripping novel. Because I love the study of Ancient Egypt the tales of Pyramids and mummies fascinated me, but the story itself sometimes dragged on a bit.

Just before that trip to Egypt I finished my second Gabriel Garcia Marquez novel, ***Love in the Time of Cholera|http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/140003468X/qid=1089336835/sr=2-1/ref=sr_2_1/002-6457907-6007237***. I was thoroughly enthralled in the relationships that Marquez draws between people and families in the Carribean. I love how I can leave Beverly behind and jump right in to the world in the author’s head.

There was one passage in Cholera that I thought some gals from Gordon might relate to and so I’ll pass it along: [note, the author is describing the picky eating habits of one main character]

qqq| When it was time to eat, it could not be anything, but just what he wanted, and with no defects… At the mere hint of a doubt, he would push aside his plate and say: “This meal has been prepared without love.” In that sphere he would achieve moments of a fantastic inspiration. Once he tasted some chamomile tea and sent it back, saying only, “this stuff tastes of window.” Both [his wife] and the servants were surprised because they had never heard of anyone who had drunk boiled window, but when they tried the tea in an effort to understand, they understood: it did taste of window. |qqq

My Civic Duty

Today was a milestone day in my life. For the first time, I was called to Jury Duty at the Peabody Courthouse. For someone who loves Law & Order this was pretty exciting…even without Jerry Orbach.

The first bit was boring…watching a pretty horrible, yet informative, movie about the Mass State Judicial System. Then we paraded upstairs to the courtroom for “impanelment.” Some folks got excused because they already knew the defendants and/or witnesses. The rest of us sat while the lawers picked the 6 jury members.

Since there was only one ‘real’ case on the docket today the rest of us were excused. I was so disappointed. I would have loved to get to sit on a jury, but I guess that I will just have to wait another 3+ years.

Overall, I was proud to have served my Civic Duty to the Commonwealth of Massachusetts.

A place to carry my things

Anyone who knows me will most likely tell you that I’m not a “purse girl”. I try to carry everything I need in my pant’s pockets. This has been a pretty good plan for me until recently. My new job in Boston allows me to take the train to work. I like this, but it means that I can’t just unload my stuff into the car. I also tend to dress in skirts and nice pants without pockets. Oh No!

I’ve been looking over the last few weeks for a bag that will suit my purposes. I really don’t go for your traditional purse or handbag. I don’t like carrying a bag with the strap on one shoulder, and I’m not really a Chanel girl. So, cute handbags are out.

I have a nice back pack that I like. It would fit my things and be comfy to carry. However, I think that it is a little more bag than I really require. I’m not trekking the Appalachians or anything.

The solution came to me as if in a dream. A month ago I made a cute little purse for ***Jennifer|http://junefourteenth.blogspot.com***. Inspired by other’s creations found on ***Craftster.org|http://craftster.org*** I altered the pattern. I made it large enough to hold some paperwork and my planner as well as my lunch and Nalgene water bottle. I also made a large flap to keep my stuff in, and the rain out. And I made sure the strap was long enough to cross from one shoulder to the opposite hip…making it like a messenger bag.

Here is my creation. First with the flap in place, and then open to see the inside.

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Sister Rebecca?

Anne of Green Gables once entertained the idea of becoming a nun. She hit a snag because she wasn’t a Catholic. I have two obstacles: I’m not Catholic and I’m already married.

Still, I was thinking today that it might be nice to be a nun. “What brought this on?” you may be tempted to ask. Okay, I’ll tell. As I was leaving North Station today I found myself walking behind a nun. She was wearing a brown robe, white head covering and Birkenstocks. As we made our way through the city I noticed that evey one we passed looked at her and smiled, or waved, or said hello. The smiles disappeared as soon as they were passed her.

I found myself wishing that I was a nun so that I wouldn’t have to be the recipient of everyone’s stone cold stares. It must be nice to be a bride of God.