Magnets, what fun they are to play with. I have a magnetic game in my living room. It has a magnetic base and is covered with metal diamond shaped pieces. It’s fun to see how high you can pile them or what designs you can make.
I also have a tool I can use to pick up pins and needles or stray paper clips. It has a magnet on the end, and it extends so I can reach things that have gotten away in corners or have fallen under furniture. Another magnetic tool I’ve used was helpful in picking up the nails in our yard left behind when a new roof was put on our house.
Hello again from DW. All of you know I am an advocate of the use of the audiobooks in the MCPL System. I have, however, not been able to convince certain members of my immediate family of their value. That is until recently.
This fall my son was forced to drive back to his college in Tennessee by himself. It is a twelve hour drive with no one to talk to and little to occupy your mind, but thoughts of how long you have been on the road and how long you still have to drive.
Because I love books and people, I have found my job in the Library to be the perfect place for me. I enjoy helping people locate just the right book to read or learn how to print something on the computer. My grandchildren living in Liberty often call and ask me to get certain books for them. They think I am their own personal librarian! I find so much pleasure in having a customer return a book I recommended and tell me how much they enjoyed reading it. Sometimes, they bring it back and say thanks, but I really didn’t like this book. That’s okay also.
My pupil asked me for an authentic Borcsh recipe. I had invited her for a cooking lesson in Russian. Preparing the vocabulary list associated with cooking reminded me what an intricate and delicate art it is. Yet, it is a form of art which requires only one qualification – interest. I love cooking ethnic foods from all over the world because eating is not just a mechanical act of filling one’s stomach, it is experiencing history, culture, environment, ingenuity, and creativity.
As those of you who patronize the Lone Jack Branch may be aware, my book display for August is dedicated to books on grilled, smoked, and barbecued foods. Much as I’d like to feature some of my favorite recipes in this blog, copyright laws prohibit such activity. In lieu of that, allow me to share with you a few of the titles I’ve selected for my display.
Recently, we took a vacation and invited our 13 year old granddaughter, Carmen, to go with us. I decided while we were relaxing in the evenings, I would teach Carmen how to embroider. She loved it! We started with a shirt, and I told her if she outgrew the shirt, I would turn it into a pillow for her to keep. I hope she will always remember the trip and how I spent time with her teaching her something she can always use to make gifts for others or pretty things for herself.
If you would like to learn how to embroidery, MCPL has books to help you.
One of the fun things I decided to do on my trip to China was take a picture at all the sites we visited of an MCPL bookmark that I made up from the SRP info. It was lucky enough to be photographed at the May 4th Square in Qingdao, the airport in Shenyang, the City Wall in Xi’an, and Terra Cotta Warriors in Beijing. This picture is of it on the Great Wall.
I always thought grandparents were kind of silly: pulling out the inevitable slew of photos, quoting the latest cute things their little darlings had said, and bragging, bragging, bragging. On June 30, 2012, however, something changed my mind about all that. To my delight, I became a first-time grandmother! Abigail Rose is perfect, just perfect. By the way, would you like to see some photos?
All of my happy childhood memories are associated with my grandmother Lena. She provided a contrast to all of my bad experiences. She was a short and round woman with a big belly that bounced up and down when she laughed. I found that terribly endearing.
Recently, when I was wondering aloud what to read, as I so frequently do, my good friend suggested that I might enjoy a book called The Leftovers by an author I’d never heard of named Tom Perrotta. The book is set in modern-day America, and unfolds around the experiences of several characters whose previously unremarkable lives have been irretrievably changed by a surprising event. The basic premise of the book is that, quite suddenly, on an otherwise quite ordinary day, a significant portion of the world’s population is, quite inexplicably, removed from the surface of th
