Friday, May 26, 2023

Lesson 795: Muddle-headed Momma

Hello, Readers--
It's your muddle-headed,
Friday night blogger here,
reporting in on how my new camera is working.


That was my first selfie with the Canon SX70.
I readily purchased her after
my faithful friend,
the Canon SX60 was laid to rest.


The photos on tonight's blog have not been 
picmonkey edited.

This is how the camera worked in the fading light
of the Corry JV game last week.




It can take black and white photos 
right from the camera!


The action shots worked well.



What about the zoom, you ask?

I looked for the numbers
on the HC scoreboard.


This was a little piece of history that I never knew about.
Sam's teammate, Gio Barbato,
won the Dan Hedlund Memorial Most Valuable Player Award.


Dan's Dad presented the award to Gio,


and the baseball team posted a write up
about our former Huskie sports standout.
It was there I learned about the numbers on the scoreboard
that I never noticed.


The Hedlund family have been involved at Harbor Creek High School for more than six decades. All five Hedlund brothers played baseball for the Huskies. On October 27, 1985, tragedy struck this close-knit family. Dan Hedlund was a 17 year old senior and a wrestling and baseball standout. He had just been named Captain of the wrestling team and was coming off a stellar junior campaign on the diamond. With his older brother on that fateful day, Dan complained of an headache. Moments later, he would collapse from a massive brain aneurysm. On Monday October 28th, 1985, Danny Hedlund was gone. He was a loving son, brother, uncle, and good friend to many. Dan loved to fish and hunt with his dad and brothers…And he loved baseball. He was a great catcher with an arm like a cannon, and a smokin' stick. He was all county 1st team catcher his Junior year and if you look to the outfield at Paul Foust Field, you’ll see his favorite number "9", forever watching over his Husky family.
Please join us and the Hedlund family to honor Danny Hedlund as Coach DeSanti presents the 2023 Dan Hedlund Most Valuable Player Award in a pregame ceremony beginning at 3:45. #honoryourhistory



My new camera zoomed on another number, too.


Sadly, this terrific team ended its season tonight.
They were fun to watch!
Let the Legion season begin!


This muddle-headed momma
clears her mind in the evenings
with dog walks on non-baseball nights.


Hubby didn't want to take the muddy trails
in his new sneakers,
so he took a nap instead.


This is how far away I was when I found him with my zoom!


The Canon SX70 was highly rated for wildlife photos,
so I tried her out on this frog.


This was how far away I was when I took the photo!


She's great with the flowers blowing in the wind.





I did figure out how to remove the date that appears.
That's annoying.

She even did well in the low light of 
Cracker Barrel,
where we ate Natalie's birthday dinner
after a late baseball game.


We tried to find some geocaches at Shades Beach.
I tried earlier in the day with Erik,
and he wasn't much into looking for them,


so I brought along a crew.




We were skunked on ALL 4!
If you geocache,
contact me to give me some hints!

End of the school year,
feeding my family.
baseball,
parents, 
pets,
and 
E
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Y
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else under the sun.
is A LOT
for Old Eloise to think about.

It leaves me feeling muddle-headed.
I fell in love with the term
from both reading and listening to 
this book:


I read it 25 years ago,
and reread it again this week.
What an entirely different perspective
reading it at 52 years old!
It makes so much more sense.

I listened to it on audio,
then bought the book.
It's a keeper.
I even got the workbook to go with it.

One of the first activities was to look at 
character traits. 
The good ones were listed on the left side of the 
two-page spread,
and the not-so-good ones were listed on the right.
I was to circle my good and bad character traits.

Under the A's I circled:
appreciative,
adaptable,
and articulate.

Under the C's I circled:
cheerful
caring
and creative.

That part was easy.
Then I gave myself a hard look:
  Under the C's this time I listed:
clumsy
and 
critical.

Under the F's, I listed:
flaky
and forgetful.

I circled in red: stubborn
(I have been told by my family too many times to ignore it)

When I got to the M's, I lingered.
I really wasn't
manipulative, meddlesome, or materialistic.
But then I reached this one:
muddle-headed.

I really liked the sound of that,
and I think that's what I am.

Here's the definition:

There are days when my brain feels like 
an alphabet soup--
and have so many things in my brain to try to keep straight.

I'm first to admit my thinking can run like
a derailed freight train,
with freight cars filled with
family
school
and 
home
responsibilities.

I decided I need more order in my life
and will move toward being less muddle-headed,
although I love the sound of the word
and the fact that it's hyphenated.
Eloise loves hyphenated words.
Welcome to my
topsy-turvy,
merry-go-round 
of a brain.

I'm consolidating--
my journals for one--
I have way, too many--
so I'm trying  this new one from Clever Fox:




I'm also going to try,
and I said TRY.......
to read one book at a time.
Well, maybe just 2.
I have five going right now,
adding to my muddle-headedness.

Speaking of books,
if you missed the chance to
be be in Eloise's Anything But A Book Club
(which still needs an official name--
find me one with a hyphen.),
message me and I'll add you to the facebook group.

Don't worry about fixing your hair
or finding the perfect outfit to wear to the next meeting.
I won't be snapping your picture.
The books get all the glory for this group.
It's not the who,
it's the what.
What are YOU reading
and think others will like?



I think Anna Quindlen 
sounds a bit muddle-headed here,
don't you?

Eloise

Friday, May 19, 2023

Lesson 794: Birthday Girl

 Hello, Readers.

We are celebrating Natalie's 25th birthday tonight,

so this blog will be short and sweet.

Sweet like our Natalie.


It's been a long week of baseball.
The last two night we were playing away at fairly distant schools,
so we didn't roll in until close to 10:30 pm. 

We went out to dinner after tonight's game 
and read Natalie all of your birthday wishes
sent through text messages,
Instagram,
and facebook.

Natalie thanks all of you
and sends you each 
her favorite words of general encouragement--
"Good job!"
Sent in both spoken and signed versions, of course.

Natalie wasn't the only birthday girl this week.
Meet the newest member of our family.

It's a girl and her name is Canon SX70.
She has a 65 optic zoom
and 24 mega pixels.


I've barely had a minute at home,
let alone time to look through her instruction book,
so it will be a few days before camera photos 
are blogworthy--
the highest achievement earned 
by all Eloise's snapshots.

A note to any locals who are interested in joining me
at my home on Saturday, May 20th,
6:00-8:00 pm
for the Lamp Posts first Book discussion.
Book Share.
Book Swap.
Book Hug.
I really  don't know what to call it.
I know what I don't want to call it--
its not a CLUB.
Eloise dislikes clubs.
Maybe it's this:
Anything But a Book Club.


We'll talk about good books we've read,
share a little about them--
not enough to give away the ending,
but just enough to entice someone 
to give the book a whirl themselves.

You don't have to physically have the book with you--
just give us the title and the author.
Eloise will keep the list.
Eloise loves lists.




No RSVP.
No night you have to set aside once a month.
No apologies if you can't make it.
No politics.
No gossip.

Yes to fun.
Yes to idea.
Yes to inspiration.
Yes, yes, yes to every Ink Drinker
and 
Lover of the Page.



Do bring a chair--we'll be outside.
Do wear a jacket.
Do park in the winery if my driveway gets full.
Do come with an open mind,
and most of all,
an open heart.

And if it works,
we'll do it again sometime.

Until next week,
Eloise







Friday, May 12, 2023

Lesson 793: Smells like June

 Hello, Readers.

My dog Penny and I have something in common.

We have very keen noses.


It smells like June!


I'm still taking photos from the school parking lot 
on the hill


The calendar turn is still a few weeks away.


Maybe it's because of the early bloom this year.
but I smelled THAT smell.

It smelled like summer!

It feels like summer with Ellen Louise home from college.


Ellen Louise and her tribe of speech therapy puppets,
that is.


I don't have too many photos for you this week.
My beloved Canon SX60 died this morning.
She's been a faithful friend for many years,
forgiving me for her endless clunks and drops.


Her replacement is already on its way:


I'm already dreaming of the fun we will have this summer.
Probably because it smells like June.

I knew our time together was limited.
This was as clear of a shot I could get yesterday.



I think she knew she gave all she could give and her time expired.
One of the last shots she took was of Sam on first
and his rival Jake Manendo.


Jake's brother Luke was there with his camera.
I think she felt inferior and knew it was time
to close the shutter for good.


Thank goodness for phone cameras!

They fill in nicely for Teacher Appreciation Week flowers
It smells like June.


Dot says it's time to turn it in for the night.
Who is going to argue with a cat with eyes like that?


Have a great weekend, Readers!

Reminder--
Open invitation for book lovers,
conversation lovers,
and trivia lovers:

Big Barn Book Club
Saturday, May 20th,
6:00-8:00
 @ the Lamp Post!

Eloise










Friday, May 5, 2023

Lesson 792: Zenith

 

Hello, Readers.
This weekend we are celebrating this gal.


Middle daughter has finished up her undergraduate degree
in Speech and Hearing Sciences,
and will be heading off to grad school this fall.


We spent today at a small celebration within her department.
We got to tour her building,
meet her friends,



and shake the hands of the professors
she's learned so much from.


We also we learned some jokes
that only future Speech Therapists
would understand.


Ellen Louise,
whose name at birth,
was mistaken as Eloise,
has reached her zenith.

For her undergraduate study,
she stands atop the highest peak,
or in the words of former PA Governor,
"the zenith of her potential."




Ellen Louise will soon learn
that a mountain rarely stands in isolation.
It is part of a range.

Standing atop one mountain,
just gives you a spectacular view
of all the more mountains to climb.

It is fitting that Ellen reached her zenith today
when the clouds looked like this.
They are my favorite kind of clouds--
puffy white on top,
flat gray on the bottom.


Keep looking out over the horizon, Ellen,
but take some advice from Teddy Roosevelt, too.




I almost titled this blog Bloom
because of these shots of my apple blossoms!



Congratulations, 
Dear Daughter.
We are so proud of you!

--Mom

**Updates on the other fun stuff next week.
We'll let this blog rest on the efforts of Ellen.

Please keep in mind my Big Barn Book Club--
pencil in Saturday, May 20th,
if you'd like to be a part of it.
Find me,
or someone connected to me,
to find out the when and where.

Eloise