Thursday, November 24, 2011

Happy Thanksgiving!

Back by popular demand was my green bean casserole this year. Using a recipe handed down generation to generation (read: father to daughter) from the secret recipe book of the family (read: Durkee) and adding a modern spin I had success again this year. For a guaranteed to please taste, use the link above but instead of frozen green beans use fresh. And instead of cream of mushroom use cream of celery. Using fresh green beans and a different soup means you'll get much more green bean taste in your green bean casserole. It does mean extra cooking time, though, so make allowances to bake for at least an hour depending on how well done you like your beans.

Hope you and yours had a great holiday!

sgwordy says...

I am on a forum for people who love flashlights.

(so much love for the internet)

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Riding Lesson 10/23 and 11/6

Science and horseback riding are really quite similar: each question answered leads to more questions and the more you learn about any topic the more you realize how much you don't know. They are lifelong pursuits.

Anyway, my Oct 23 lesson involved lots of different exercises. Nothing specific had happened in the week so this was a lesson of the general goals of good riding: hide quarter engagement, rhythm, straightness, balance, impulsion, wee bits of collection (appropriate for my horse's current development), etc

The exercise with all the circles (1.) is one of my favorites and Bailey likes it too. This gets us both relaxed, in rhythm, with good balance. I think it really warms up and loosens Bailey's shoulders. During any ride if I'm having trouble with anything this is my go to exercise to get us connected with each other and relaxed. This lesson was almost a month ago now and I'm happy to say on this first exercise I am no longer crossing the left rein over the withers and a weight distribution issue I was having is almost completely solved. Bailey is so happy about these developments.

Going over the poles on the long side of the rectangle (2.) was very helpful for illustrating to me how I'm dropping Bailey's support at times when I'm really asking him to gather himself. Rather than keeping the support on I drop it between the two sets of poles and then he gets strung out over the second set. After doing that for a while I switched to making a turn about halfway down the short side and then leg yielding to between the poles and going over them (3.). When leg yielding towards the right (that would be cuing with left rein and leg) it was very difficult. That's my weak side for cues anyway and I was still having the rein cross-over issue. Also, my weight was falling in which blocked his movement. When I finally got myself sorted he did this beautifully (basically I spend most of my time learning how to get out of my horse's way so he can do what I ask). I'd like to try this exercise again now that I feel I've worked out a few of these issues.

The last exercise (4.) was at a canter (all previous were at trot or walk). We warmed up to the pattern at a trot and then went to canter. These were large figure 8/circles with poles to go over at about 4 and 8 o'clock and 2 and 10 o'clock. Simple lead changes where indicated. The difficulty here ended up being keeping him on the circle. On the right lead he kept drifting out and on the left lead he kept drifting in. Obviously that would lead to not coming up to the poles correctly and breaking the gait, losing the circle. We never did get this done really well so it would be nice to come back to it.

My Oct 30th lesson ended up being a saddle fit day. Bailey had been giving me signs of a sore back so I saddled him up but told my instructor that I thought his back hurt. We immediately took his saddle off and did some exploration of pressure points along his back and hindquarters. Yep, sore back (right behind the withers/shoulders). :( Needless to say we did not ride but added some shims to my saddle and tried out some different pads. Since he couldn't be ridden that day we did what we could at a standstill (horse's backs are not the same shape at a standstill as in movement - that seems such an obvious statement but many people, even horse people, don't seem to realize this). I gave him a couple days off and then tried out the new arrangements. The pressure point he was getting was gone and we were good to go (well, actually I observed him closely all week and then had my instructor, at my next lesson, double check everything because I don't want my baby in any pain).

Speaking of the next lesson, my Nov 6 lesson focused a lot on getting Bailey to increase his stride length at the trot. I have such a hard time getting him to do that (and, also, he had probably got a little short-strided due to the sore back). I should point out here that we switched bits, too. He was in a French-link snaffle (unknown metal) but he wasn't keeping a very wet mouth. I switched to a German silver snaffle (the German silver bits contain nickel and silver) and it has seriously increased his salivation. Plus, he responds better to it and seems to like it more. Yay!

To start we worked on a square (1.) with two poles on one side and one pole on the next side. Half the square was collected trot and the other half (with poles) was extended. The set of two poles was really helpful because I was able to easily keep track of his stride length by counting the number of strides between the poles. If I got three strides I knew he'd extended as I wanted. If he slipped in a fourth step, then he hadn't truly extended. Having the next pole right around the corner kept my focus on keeping the extension around the corner. What I learned on this exercise is that my hips are not moving as freely as they should while posting. I really need to almost feel like they are heading between my hands on the upward movement. This way I am cuing and following the extension rather than blocking it.

Ok, wowzah! Exercise 2. was one of those super challenging exercises that my instructor likes to throw at me sometimes. They are so helpful and illuminating but I usually feel like a disastrous slob for most of the time I'm doing them. Anyway, the up side was that it really helped Bailey rock back onto his hindquarters which resulted in excellent corners and a nice bouncy long side. However, from B to A and all the business around the poles was comically spastic. Problems for me, poor balance at the gait changes and not keeping weight to the outside. Super big problem is that when make the turn to the right at A I am keeping his left rein too short so when I cue for the canter my signals are totally mixed. Unfortunately I could never feel the problem. I eventually just completely dropped my left rein at the point, cuing only with legs and right rein. Boom, perfect transition. So, kudos to Bailey because he was spot on when I wasn't screwing him up. Something to work on with me.

I was out of town on Nov 13 so my instructor rode Bailey. I'm looking forward to hearing about the ride during my lesson tomorrow. In an email she briefly commented "He was good. He's picked up some lazy tricks." This translates to "Rachel can't tell he's evading" and so I'm not correcting the mistake. I look forward to figuring out what I'm missing.

Friday, November 18, 2011

Between the Pages

I'm behind on my riding lesson posts, haven't done a book round-up in forever, and I might be pushing my 2011 reading challenge to 2012... but, who cares, right? I will get to it all eventually. In the meantime, how about my favorite Kindle screen saver?

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Linky Love

Great laughs here.

Have you ever camped out for a premiere?

(hat tip: Dr M)

Friday, November 11, 2011

The 500th

My first post was on Jan 19, 2009 (and in it i complained about fb! jeez! you'd think in almost three years i could have rustled up some new topics). I thought in this, my 500th post, I would share the winding road that led me to start posting stuff on the internet.

I've enjoyed writing for as long as I remember. Even so, I didn't - and don't - consider myself a writer. I remember getting lots of encouragement about becoming a writer (this is when I was pretty young) and receiving lots of "she'll be a writer someday" comments. But I never really did want to be a writer. I'm just someone who likes to write. It might be that some see no distinction between these but I think of writers as the people who say "I have all these stories that have to be told" or "I can't stay sane if I don't write." I don't have any of these problems. I have lots of stories in my head but if they stay there it's not really a problem. If I go months without writing anything I don't really think much of it. But the fact remains that I quite enjoy writing and I always come back to it.

I've gone through phases of writing just about everything but I always come back to fiction and short non-fiction. They are my favorites. Anyway, because I've always enjoyed writing there was a time in which I was repeatedly gifted with journals. I think at one time "journaling" was quite the thing and if you enjoyed
writing of course you "journaled" because even people who didn't like writing kept journals. I never did. I could never keep up with it for more than a couple of days. I didn't have anything to say on most days. I didn't want to recount my day (boring!), list out my problems (not productive for my type of problem solving), or carry on about my joys. So I quietly collected a pile of blank journals and wrote stories and poetry on loose leaf, lined paper.

Now let's fast forward to my junior year of college. This is before the internet as we now know it, its ubiquity and its speed. It was still the type of thing you could choose not to participate in. (I'm just trying to paint a picture of the prevailing technological vibe at the time I was introduced to the Writer's Notebook.) So there I am entering my second semester after transferring to a new university and finding that my first couple years of over-achieving (I was much more ambitious in my youth:) had left me with credits to spare. I flipped through the class catalog (do they even print these anymore?) and signed up for the only writing class that fit into my schedule: Writing for Teachers. This was an upper-level English course for education majors. There were ~20 students and, except for me, every student was planning to teach high school English or similar. The class was devoted to teaching future teachers how to teach writing.

I was dubious when I saw the syllabus and assigned texts but the class turned out to be fantastic, its instructor a person I consider it to have been my great good fortune to know. (Plus I always liked how she was obviously intrigued and pleased to have a science major sign up for her class.) There is much I could say about that class but my focus here is on the Writer's Notebook and how it and Dr. Betsy Ervin changed my writing life.

The Writer's Notebook was tackled pretty much right out of the gate. Dr. Ervin wanted it to be a tool we used as her students and a tool we would share with our students one day (I use "we" loosely as I was not bound for an English classroom). The Writer's Notebook was to be a place that we used to record what we observed of the world around us. It was meant to make us more observant and sensitive to events and the people we encountered. She went out of her way to define all the ways in which it was NOT a journal and that we were not journaling (sgwordy breathed a big sigh of relief:). The Writer's Notebook was to be a companion to our writing not to us.

I was hooked from day one.

I still have all my Writer's Notebooks and I'm going to pull that first one out just to give an example of the types of things I chose to include in it.

-overheard statements around campus, at work, while traveling.
-descriptions of buildings
-a drawing of an overhead view of an island I had short-lived ideas of working on
-telephone numbers of friends, grocery lists (this of course being contraband but needs must)
-story ideas
-essay ideas
-character sketches
-portions of stuff I was writing (always nice to follow through on a scene or idea right when it comes to you)
-vocab lists

This first Writer's Notebook was a large sketch diary I happened to have at my house. I have since learned that my favorite thing to use as a Notebook is a 9x6in sketch diary because I often paste in postcards, ads, or newspaper articles and I don't like doing that on lined paper (who can explain it?) I also didn't want it to be so big that it was inconvenient to carry around.

One day, post WN, I was digging through an old box from high school and my freshman year of college. I found what could only be described as a Writer's Notebook. At the time of its use, I thought of it as a scrapbook but as I sifted through it then I realized it was a rough draft of what I would later learn to cultivate as a Writer's Notebook. Looking through it now I find the following:

-quotes from books, songs and movies I liked
-pictures of cute actors
-poetry (when I used to write poetry)
-lsu tigers stickers
-my favorite poems
-pictures of animals
-poem a friend wrote for me
-poetry written between my grandmother and uncle when he was in prison (some things are hard to say right out)
-ads and comics I liked
-concert tickets
-brilliant insights from my own brain (ha!)

Eventually the internet became what it is and much of what I was reading was online. The articles I found interesting were online. Funny videos would spark random thoughts. Discussion boards would have something interesting going on. These targets of my observation weren't exactly easy to put into a Writer's Notebook. And I was sometimes reading these thingums called blogs.


I started a blog as a digital Writer's Notebook. For many months the only person who knew I was doing this was Dr Musacha. It was my own place to store random thoughts and link to things online that I found interesting. It was an easy place to hold videos and pics. I still kept (and keep) a Writer's Notebook but this blog served as its digital extension. Eventually I shared its web address with some of my friends who I discuss writing with. Then with some friends that I like to talk about books with and then just to some friends who are mildly curious as to what my brain can vomit up from time to time. Then, of course, there is the wonderful blogging community out there with whom one can become engaged on various topics. In one very important way this digital version is not like my paper version: it is public. I find that I always have in the back of my mind that what goes onto the internet, no matter how unimportant, is out there and so in the public domain. The digital portion of my Writer's Notebook is no longer strictly a Writer's Notebook but it has connected me to many other people who, like me, like to write. I find it a very satisfactory evolution of my Writer's Notebook and my writing life.

And so I find myself here in this place on the internet, still engaged in a writing life, in large part because of the encouragement and mentoring of Dr. Betsy Ervin. I went on to take her Essay Writing class the next semester (wherein I got to show off my Writer's Notebook and talk about how much I loved it as a tool) and get to know her a bit more. I would consider our relationship to have been mostly professional with a little bit of personal. I remember visiting her house just after her daughter was born and keeping in touch even when I wasn't in one of her classes - and even a bit after I graduated. I ran into her once by chance when I was back in Wilmington for a visit but by then we were not much in touch any longer. I can only assume she was serving as an excellent mentor for a new crop of students. I hope she knew what a positive effect she had on my life. I know I am not the only one to remember, with respect and gratitude, her generous and open manner as a teacher.

Thus endeth my 500th post, in memory and appreciation of Dr. Betsy Ervin

Tuesday, November 8, 2011


Have you ever accidentally bitten off more than you can chew? Eeep! I did! However, every one needs a little break for some laughs (and, since it ends well for all parties involved, it is ok to laugh:).