Sunday, June 8, 2014

The Peonies...

...have popped...and they're gorgeous...we've got some white ones, too...summer is definitely upon us.

This has been a pretty good weekend so far...it's early Sunday morning, so we've still got another day but Friday nights and Saturdays are the heart of the weekend...hate to say it, but Sunday has always gotten a bad rap in my life.

Perhaps if I was raised in a joyous Christian home where Sundays were considered an exciting day of worship and ministry...or perhaps if I was a better Christian now...I'd have a different view...

...but such was / is not the case.  Theologically I know it's resurrection day, a day to gather with God's people and celebrate Christ's victory over death and the gift of eternal life we can have through faith in God's Son...that's what's in my head...

...but in my shoe leather world Sunday has always been "the day before"...as a kid it was the day before I was condemned to the drudgery of the schoolhouse once again...and now that I'm an adult, Sunday is the day before I jump back into the fray of the work week.

Not that I ever actually leave it...my job has taken on a distinct 24/7 aspect, as I'm responsible for the company computer systems and their round the clock operation...but the weekends are when I monitor things from the comfort of my castle, and Monday is when I must return to the battle field.

So Sundays tend to be a bit melancholy, baby...and even though I try not to, I can't help but start the shift from "woo hoo!  it's the weekend!" to "oh, right, it's that work thing again..."  Dang it...forgot to be a millionaire...

Friday was the 70th anniversary of D-day...
...and when I stopped at Marge's for my usual Friday donuts, a Salvation Army bell ringer was there...women helping with the Salvation Army back then made donuts for the troops, so that's the connection with Marge's Donuts.

This bell ringer told me his dad was one of the glider pilots who flew in behind enemy lines that day...he also told me by that time in the morning when I was buying donuts - 6:30 am - 10,000 men had already lost their lives in the attempt to storm the beaches.  Basically it was a slaughterhouse and truly a miracle anyone survived, much less succeeded as they actually did.  A sobering and somber day of remembrance for true heroes who gave their lives so we could be free.  To hear Reagan's fantastic speech on the 40th anniversary of this important day in history, go here:

http://www.historyplace.com/speeches/reagan-d-day.htm



If you're looking for anything noteworthy that our current president might have said about this historic day, you might check the funny pages...you won't find any quotes from the big Zero, but they'll be more enlightening.


After a long week in the trenches, Friday night and Saturday were just fine...today we mostly hung out by the pool...



Karen planted lots more flowers this past week so the backyard has taken on that beautiful resort look I cherish...by 8 am Saturday morning I had all the fountains going, uncovered the pool, fed peanuts to the squirrels...

Mr. Squirrel sacked out and waiting for more peanuts...
...took some pics of the fabulous flowers and enjoyed a triple espresso and half a donut in the cool of the day.

A little later I bought some ice for the cooler, so we had ice cold beer available all day...makes spending time in and around the pool that much better.

A little while ago I mentioned a 1949 Admiral phonograph / radio console we bought from the "Three Blind Mice" antique shop...had it repaired by Bob Chase in Lowell, and now both functions work great:



Bob did a great job...now we just have to refinish the cabinet...and by "we" I mean of course, Karen...

Not much happening on the mid century modern or art deco collecting front...we're saving our pennies for building a home next year...at least that's our tentative plan at the moment...still waiting to hear back from Troxel Custom Homes on a preliminary price for our initial plans so we'll know more where we stand.

We did pick up this cool, mcm "fedora silhouette" piece a while ago...it's not vintage as far as I know, but evokes a definite retro, mcm vibe:



An art deco radio I would love to find is the one below:



That's a 1937, Stewart Warner R192, also known as "The Good Companion"...it's Canadian made, and apparently quite rare.  O boy, something to obsess over.

Later, mcm fans...

2 comments:

  1. how much is this radio worth? I have one I am getting restored. Thanks Decca_records@hotmail.com

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    1. I really don't know...never found one before. Where did you get yours?

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