My doctor was fired!

Finding an excellent physician just got harder when the largest local medical group decided one of it's top docs, with the biggest practice, who could always get to the route of the problem, was himself too much of a problem. After seeing his last patient a week ago, security escorted him out of the office and out of the practice, as he had just been fired. How could this happen? A quick check of pending litigation suggests he didn't kill anyone and no one died from his prescriptions. There are neither outstanding lawsuits nor outstanding warrants. The culprit? He wanted employees to stop making critical medical errors. He asked hospital nurses to nurse, not doctor, his patients. He voiced his concerns to his colleagues and those in charge. He cared too much, took more then the allotted time for each paying customer and wanted to be home with his family by 7 p.m. He was indeed a terrible man.


When joining a medical practice doctors often sign a "do not compete" clause: if they quit, they agree not to hang their shingle within a 200 mile radius for 18 months. The good news here is Dr. X was let go, allowing him to seize the day and open his own practice where he will not fire himself for doing a good job. His patients will flock to him. He will need a nurse practitioner. A notice in the newspaper will get the word out, along with all his returning patients spreading the news. He will be back in business in short order. He can sue to get his privileges back at the hospitals, also owned by the same large medical group. That's why there are lawyers.

This doctor saved lives, diagnosed and then hospitalized the sick, returned phone calls, took extra time, and while he was soft spoken, what he did say had merit. Through mono, pneumonia, strep, blood clots, and my best friend's cancer, this guy donned his red Superman cape and got to the root of the problem to save the day. But no good deed goes unpunished, and for his good deeds he was fired. Apparently the large practice doesn't give a hoot about the doctor's patients' well being, the mental stress the seriously ill are suffering as a result of this news, nor the heartache in finding a new physician one can trust. "Forget about it," the medical practice openly stated with their actions. A letter was sent to each patient advising them "Dr. X no longer works here." That well written sentence from the vice president of the practice, who was obviously not an undergraduate English major or even minor, said it all. We don't care about you as much as we care about us. Have a Merry Christmas and here is a list of physicians who are accepting new patients.

My recently-let-go doctor heads to Arizona for a little R and R this week, to lick his wounds, rethink his life and decide what really is important. Here's what's important: find a good lawyer for wrongful termination, then an office and a few signs to hang. We'll throw a party for your opening and it will be grand, filled with grateful patients.

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What did you learn over the holiday?

Always an advocate of life long learning, holidays are an excellent time to ponder life's lessons, often learned in special inopportune moments. So before lessons are forgotten, take a moment to reflect on what you learned and answer the question, what do you know now you didn't know before the holiday? I'll begin.

1. Red wine, white wine, scotch and champagne do not mix well and can cause great stomach discomfort several hours later.

2. Spending a full day in pajamas is more relaxing then previously thought.

3. Wrapping gifts as they were purchased far exceeds a giant wrapping marathon at 1 p.m. December 24th.

4. Shattering a wine glass over Christmas cookies requires checking each one with a magnifying glass prior to eating.

5. Hiring a limo to take guests to O'Hare is better then driving in a snow storm under a winter storm warning.

6. Waiting to vacuum until all guests have departed is simpler then vacuuming around them.

7. Christmas wish lists are more beneficial then they get credit for.

8. United Airlines has a bigger problem then they think.

9. Parting is such sweet sorrow.

10. Making chicken soup is good for the soul.

Each day sheds light on what could have been done better, easier, or more efficiently, and each day brings lessons learned. What do I know now I didn't know before? I have three loving children who are grateful for life and all it delivers, are generous beyond belief, and excellent at parties, but then I guess I already knew that. Now here comes the question for the test: what did you learn from the holiday?

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Christmas Clean Up in Aisle Two

The beautifully wrapped and bowed gifts are long gone with few remnants of torn paper remaining. Books, Cd's, and DVD's are stacked on the coffee table in the family room and are used at will throughout the day. Carefully selected items of clothing have made their way to the recipients' closet or back to their point of origin. Two platters of Christmas cookies are down to less then one; Godiva boxes hold few occupants, and the specially made only once a year Spinach Irmane lingers for one more special meal.

Memories are made of special moments when family and friends are able to reconnect, laugh at things only they know, and hold long conversations into the wee hours of the night. Donning matching Christmas pajamas creates a bond that will continue with each additional wearing, long into March or April. World problems are solved, new leaders are selected and the value of various wines and brews are determined. Holidays are truly priceless memories that last longer then the trinkets received; they are summoned on the not-so-good days when a smile is necessary or a tear needs to be kept at bay. While thank you notes still need to be written and sent, to those who contributed to a wonderful Christmas 2007, thanks for the memories.

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Most Fabulous Jersey Boys

"Who loves you pretty baby?" is the question of the hour as the song and lyrics resonate after watching the fabulous Jersey Boys at the LaSalle Bank Theater in Chicago. While everyone knows the songs, grew up with the songs, and hums the songs they also now even own Cd's of the songs. Are you humming yet? Can you sing a few bars of "Sherry," "Oh What A Night," "Walk Like A Man," and my all time favorite "Who Loves You?" For a trip down memory lane and to hear portions of songs from the Broadway hit click here.

A short two hours and forty minutes in length, including a 15 minute intermission, the energized actors danced and sang through forty years of hits and had the audience smiling, tapping their feet and moving their shoulders to the beat as the four boys told the story of Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons. Tickets were a June birthday gift and while patience is a virtue, it is not one of mine, yet Jersey Boys was worth the wait. While all of Frankie Valli's music is memorable, "My Eyes Adored You" is one of his best, and was played numerous times on the car ride home. So sorry Blogger Boy, Law School Boy and Husband, but I thought I heard you singing along.

Was the ticket worth the price? You bet. It was an uplifting happy musical that showed hard work pays off, good prevails over evil, and everything comes with a price. I'll go again just to see the dancing and go back in time. LA Actress Janet Carroll, a friend for years, has seen Jersey Boys four times, so has to be good. To watch two videos of the original Broadway cast in two different montages of Walk Like A Man/Sherry/Big Girls Don't Cry and Who Loves You? click here, then "video." You'll be singing along and leave today's post with a smile on your face. What more could you ask for. "Oh What A Night!"
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Happy Holidays

May this day find you happy and filled with love. Merry Christmas 2007.

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Christmas Morning Brunch

A Christmas morning tradition since 1985, Southern Eggs and Kringler make a delicious and elegant do-ahead brunch that will garner raves from guests. The Southern eggs can be tossed together the day before, refrigerated overnight, and baked at 325 degrees for one hour on Christmas morning. Only cold cereal could be easier. The Kringler will disappear so fast you best taste it immediately. All the ingredients are already in larders waiting to be mixed; directions follow.

Southern Eggs

8 slices of cubed white bread with crusts removed (try whole grain white bread for extra nutrients.

1 cup grated cheddar cheese (mild or medium will do)

8 beaten eggs

2 cups milk

1/2 teaspoon salt

1/2 teaspoon DRY mustard (yellow mustard will work in a pinch)

1/4 pound (1 stick) melted butter

Lightly grease a glass 9 X 13 pan. Layer the cubed bread on the bottom and add the grated cheese. Beat the eggs and milk, then add the salt and dry mustard. Pour the egg mixture over the bread cubes, then pour the melted butter over the top and refrigerate over night or at least 4 hours. Uncover and bake one hour in a 325 degree oven. Serves 6-8 hungry guests.

An additional delight is Grandma Milly's famous Kringler, filled with calories and flavor. Though it is messy, with flour everywhere, and hard to spread due to its thickness, once baked and frosted it will add a wonderful sweet element to a beautiful morning.

Kringler

Mix together like a pie crust, using a fork, 1 cup flour, 1/2 cup butter, and 1 tablespoon water. Pat onto an ungreased cookie sheet to form an oval shape.

Mix together in a saucepan 1 cup water, 1/2 cup butter, and 1/2 teaspoon vanilla. Bring to a boil then remove from heat. While still hot, add 1 cup flour and mix. Add 3 eggs, one at a time, beating with an electric mixer after each egg has been added. The mixture will be very thick and hard to work with. Spread this mixture on top of the crust, as close to the edge of the crust waiting on the cookie sheet. Bake at 350 degrees for 55 minutes.

Frost with a traditional frosting mixture of powdered sugar, butter, 1/2 teaspoon vanilla and a drop or two of milk or cream. Spread on the baked Kringler, then decorate with sliced cherries and slivered almonds. This does not freeze well so don't even try. Once the guests taste this Kringler, it will quickly disappear so make two, not one.

Add a pitcher of orange juice, bacon cooked in the microwave, fresh fruit mixed the day before and served in a crystal bowl, and the only thing left to say is Merry Christmas.

Elegant Appetizer

Christmas Eve is always a formal event in this home with appetizers on silver trays, crystal stem ware, silver pate spreaders, and china plates filled with exactly the same thing, year after year. While several items are prepared for guests, the winning appetizer is something that is served only on Christmas Eve, a meal in itself, and as good the next day as the night before. Spinach Irmane, a puff pastry crust filled with Italian sausage, cheese and spinach, has been the Christmas star for many years and could shine brightly in your home as well.

Traditions start now, so gather a box of frozen Puff Pastry, a quarter pound of butter (one stick), 2 pounds of ground Italian sausage, grated mozzarella cheese, 2 boxes of frozen chopped spinach, and a large jar of apricot jam.

Puff Pastry, available in the frozen bread section of the supermarket, is thawed, unwrapped and rolled out flat into a large rectangle, triple the original size. Melt 1/2 a stick of butter, and brush onto the pastry. Heat 1 cup of apricot jam and brush on top of the melted butter. Brown the Italian sausage in a fry pan until totally cooked and in small pieces. Layer cupfuls of cooked sausage onto the pastry, then continue to layer thawed and thoroughly drained chopped spinach. Add a layer of mozzarella cheese and roll into a jelly roll shape. Seal the edge with cold water. Gently place the tube onto a greased cookie sheet. Melted butter may be brushed onto the top of the puff pastry if desired. Bake in a 400 degree oven for 20 minutes. Cool 10 minutes before cutting into half inch thick slices.

Though Spinach Irmane can be eaten with a fork, once it has cooled it can be easily picked up with one's carefully sanitized fingers. A delicious and elegant appetizer or main course, it will surprise and delight all who have the good fortune of tasting it. The apricot jam adds an unexpected flavor that will keep guests returning to the buffet.

The Italian sausage can be browned a day ahead of time, and the Spinach Irmane can be assembled early in the day, then baked as needed. This is such a hit, and so good the second day heated in the microwave, you will want to make two loaves. An elegant appetizer tradition can begin this year; let me know how you like it.

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Story Updates

Previously written posts cry out for updates, bringing riveting news to the forefront. Stop reading now if you're not interested, otherwise here we go.

My Best Friend Still Has Cancer, but she is slowly progressing and slowly feeling better. Though she needs to pack on the weight that was lost along the way, she eats well, just not often. Able to now leave the house for up to four hour excursions, she lays down on the floor, rug or couch, when she needs to take 10 or even 15 minutes to regroup. Short trips to Costco, Trader Joe's, Sak's, and a few holiday gatherings have made the list. She will return to her team of physicians in January for the next step in this dance. While her clothes fit very loosely she is able to wear them well, with grace and flair. She looks good and her heart continues to be joyous. In her own words, "Each day is a gift."

Not My Daughter's Jeans are still the best jeans available in multiple sizes to hide a multitude of sins. They fit better after washing, and drying them slightly in the dryer, then allowing them to air dry the rest of the way seems to work well. Since they do stretch, always purchase them tight but breathable.

I still hate ragweed but the upside of winter in Chicagoland is death to the ragweed plant, until next August, when it returns in earnest and the whole cycle of sneezing, choking and snorting begins anew.

Blogger Boy and Law School Boy have arrived for the holidays. Rooms were in order; slippers were waiting. Cut-out Christmas cookies had been made by Milly, frosted and hidden to assure they would remain until BB and LSB arrived. They will be slowly eaten to cherish every morsel.

The black Mary Frances purse has received several compliments since it became part of this wardrobe. It is versatile and can highlight formal wear as well as jeans. A beautiful bag to own, several purses are available in the collection and each is unique.

Milly is still here, still smiling, and still helpful. In case you're wondering, we have not had any negative words, only pleasant ones. While this seems strange to many, it is common to us since she has a cheerful upbeat nature that adds warmth to every room. Milly has gone to several holiday parties, lunches and events and has done more each day in Chicagoland then on her long and lonely days in Minnesota. Soon she will venture to Los Angeles for a seven day holiday with another daughter, a holiday tradition as my Christmas gift to her each year. Everyone needs to spend time with their children and Milly will warm a bit in LA before returning to the cold damp air of Chicagoland on New Year's Day. I'll miss her while she is on break but my sister and niece will benefit from her cheery face. Life continues in Chicagoland. More updates on previously reported news will follow at a later date.

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Christmas Cookie Memories

Christmas wouldn't be the same without cut out Christmas cookies. After two days of flour hanging in the air, flour on the cupboard knobs, flour on the doors, and flour on the floor, the cookies have been chilled, rolled out, cut out and frosted. All remnants of cookie cutting will be gone by 3:00 today when the cleaning ladies depart and the house sparkles, ready for guests.

Cut out cookies are time consuming, yet they remind three adult children of Christmas's past, when their goal wasn't to close the big deal before Friday, but to make the perfect snow Angel. In those simpler times little fingers sampled raw cookie dough, and colored frosting had prints left behind. The broken cut outs had to be eaten lest they spoil, or worse yet, be consumed by a sibling. Making cut out cookies was a process that involved the entire brood and has left life long memories.

Blogger Boy was delighted at the news: the cut out cookies are now frosted. Law School Boy has never been one for sweets but will savor a cookie with his morning coffee, and Jessica has the ability to eat only one cookie and walk away. Five dozen Christmas trees, stars, hearts, bells and clovers are awaiting the lips of those dearest. While the cookies will last far too long, eventually ending up in the trash, the value of the cookies is measured in memories of Christmas's past which will return each time the tray of cookies is sampled.

Blonding

Every six weeks, whether raining or vomiting, blonding takes high priority and for an hour or two, tresses are pulled, rolled, and saturated with three or four shades of blondness. For an additional 15 minutes, and an additional fee, "gloss" can be added to coat the cuticle of the hair shaft and provide exactly what it is, gloss and shine. While some are born blonde, most are bottle blondes willing to pay the price in dollars and hours to achieve the desired look. I am a member of that club.

Born a non-blonde, for years colorists in Chicagoland were paid mighty sums to darken these tresses. An almost stint on the Oprah Show as an educational specialist helped one see the light. A conversation with two stylists preparing the almost guest for TV viewers was convincing: blonde is beautiful; blonde is youthful; blonde is so me. The next day a new blonde was born and there has been no turning back.

To keep blonde locks looking their best, Rene Furterer provides the products of choice. Made in Paris, and used in top salons in the United States, the Rene Furterer product line is made of essential oils and plant extracts to enhance the hair. "A pioneer in hair care, Rene Furterer dedicated his life's work to the following principle: Beautiful hair grows from a healthy scalp, just like a plant in fertile soil." This well nourished crop is growing well.

Fioravanti Anti Frizz Silkening Shampoo and Silkening Conditioner are rich and luxurious aids to promote extreme shine to unmanageable and somewhat frizzy-curly hair. The silkening shampoo can be used as often as desired but only one application is necessary to enhance shine and smoothness. You know the drill: wet hair, apply a small amount of shampoo, lather and rinse. Thinking once is not enough and twice has to be better, most shampooers repeat the process, wasting shampoo, water and time. Fioravanti Anti Frizz Silkening Conditioner completes the process, smoothing unruly hair, as well as detangling and thickening, adding shine as well as protection from heat of the dryer.

Today was blonding day. After a 20 minute Malibu Treatment to remove minerals built up in the hair, high-lights and low-lights in three shades were woven into the hair to enhance it. Locks are now thick, luxurious, rich, smooth and so blonde. While blonding is a time consuming process, with Rene Furterer hair products careful care of the blonded tresses can continue until next time, six weeks from now.

Elevator Etiquette - 101

Elevator etiquette is something that should be taught to everyone, including this remedial elevator rider. Always chatty, smiling and somewhat effervescent, the memo on elevator demeanor never arrived. Several infractions have occurred, resulting in a mandated course in elevator etiquette. The necessary class begins now: start taking notes. Apparently after one enters an elevator, all riders mysteriously lose their ability to interact with others. No one shall speak on an elevator seems to be the unwritten rule that some riders are aware of, though not all. Eye contact amongst riders is frowned upon. There shall be no smiling at others on elevators, at any time, regardless of any humorous event that may have transpired. As one stands motionless on the elevator, as if enjoying the ride, one must not hum, thump, sneeze, cough, or God forbid, make any utterance from any orifice. It is not done; it is frowned upon; it is inconsiderate and totally inappropriate. The Elevator Police will "get" one.

While waiting for the elevator, one must progress into Elevator Mode. No talking to those waiting for an elevator. Remain looking at the doors, the "up" button or the numbers, as if transfixed as the elevator gets closer, one floor at a time. When the doors slide open, step inside, slowly turn and push the button, ever so slightly, for the desired exit floor. One must stand motionless with one's arms at one's sides, looking straight ahead for the remainder of the trip. Eyes may be focused on the door, the back of another's head, or slightly closed, looking downward toward the most interesting floor, as if in a stupor as the elevator moves. Looking around at the other riders is frowned upon by the Elevator Police. When realizing other riders are exiting on one's desired floor, refrain from commenting on that most interesting fact. Do not ask the same floor exiter which apartment is theirs, in hopes of getting to know one's floor mates. This is totally inappropriate and frowned upon by the Elevator Police. Under no circumstances should one comment on what the other riders are carrying with them, even if it is most interesting. A large dog riding in a wicker basket should be considered a daily affair and not worthy of speech.

When arriving at one's desired floor, exit the elevator without comment. Do not suggest the ride was long or uninteresting with a statement such as "we're finally here," or "that didn't take too long." Allow others to exit the elevator before one exits, if possible, to allow one to see which apartment others head toward. Do not comment on their movements, however. "So that's your place," or questioning "which way are you going?" are both inappropriate and considered, by the Elevator Police, to be in bad taste.

The rules of Elevator Etiquette, to keep the Elevator Police at bay, can be summed up as follows: Don't talk to anyone. Don't look at anyone. Don't make any sound of any sort. Don't comment on anything to anyone. Though other elevator riders reside in the same large building, under the same roof, using the same sewer system, garbage system and fresh water system, same pool, garage and fitness center, do not converse with them or the Elevator Police will issue a ticket, definitely not a felony, a mis-dumb-mean-er of sorts. Class dismissed.
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Starr Couture

While feeling good comes from the inside out, looking good starts with what one wears. Starr Couture in Barrington, Illinois, in the far northwest suburbs of Chicago, is the perfect place to find one-of-a-kind fabulous couture clothes that take one's breath away. Catering to the rich and not so famous of Chicagoland and its suburbs, Starr (her real name) is a tiny dynamo of fashion, not only selling beautiful Italian and French clothing, accessories, and fabulous shoes, discussed here, but also style and confidence. Not for the faint of heart or pocketbook, retail prices are similar to those of Neiman Marcus. Nothing at Starr's is inexpensive, but then neither is a BMW or a Bentley. Everything at Starr's is fabulous.

Many items in my closet have landed there after a short stint at Starr's. Each item makes a statement by itself, but with Starr's fashion expertise, each piece is dressed with perfect one-of-a-kind accessories to pull the whole ensemble together. Walking into a room wearing anything from Starr Couture turns heads and creates a stir. A longish black wool cardigan sweater with green fox trim and black slacks, a perfectly fitted purple wool suit with black and purple mink, tailored French-cuff blouses, skirts, slacks, outerwear, everything from Starr Couture creates pleasure for the wearer and makes an impressive fashion statement. Selling European styles in a small boutique environment, shopping at Starr's began with a friend at an after-Christmas sale and has continued with each new season. Customer service gets five stars at this boutique. While Starr only hires employees who know fashion, Starr personally helps one uncover their own style over a series of two hour shopping adventures, and mine is being revealed on a regular basis.

Starr's service is that of a personal shopper. With over 30 years in retail behind her, in an instant Starr can take a customer from a nicely dressed professional to a confident and distinctive look at a much higher level. If clothes make the man, then Starr really helps make the woman. Personally chosen accessories added to a black cashmere pullover sweater turns it into a work of art. While other personal shoppers charge by the hour in addition to the cost of the clothing, Starr's exquisite vision is available, with an appointment, for no additional fee. Returning to the car after a three hour visit with Starr is renovating for the soul and good for the attitude. Not so good for the pocketbook, however.

What do I know now I didn't know before shopping with Starr? I can wear purple. Fur is an interesting addition to an item. Black is the new black. While I will always be a pink girl, green is also good. Camel colors really compliment blonde hair. Short skirts and tights are hot. Small waists should be displayed. Cashmere is always elegant. Jewelry is the finishing piece to any outfit. Scarves, whether silk or velvet, are a beautiful element to throw on, like the French, complete with lessons on how to tie or "toss" a scarf. Each piece can be worn multiple ways. Belts are really in. Never gain any weight or nothing will fit.

Starr Couture in Barrington gets five stars for quality, consideration, customer service, sense of humor and sparkling water. It's definitely worth the trip to Barrington but pack a sandwich. They'll provide the bubbly.
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Vase+Ornaments= Christmas Decoration

Holiday decorations need to be big, bold, colorful and sophisticated. Here's a great inexpensive way to take a large footed vase, previously used to hold a hand tied bouquet of flowers and greenery, discussed here, and use it with the holiday.

Start with a sparkling clean vase. Place a sprig of fresh greenery on the bottom of the vase, then lay a large round Christmas ornament in the vase. Over sized ornaments are available at Ornament Heaven, Nancy Thomas, as well as locally at Target or other sites which promote holiday decorating. The ornaments in the photo were purchased at a Home Depot for very little, are made of plastic for outdoor use, and look great in the vase. While various colors are available, the balls in the vase are gold and deep red. Silver and blue ornaments are available for Hanukkah.

After three balls are placed in the vase, add more fresh greenery and place in a prominent location for all to see. Sit back and wait for the "ohhh's and ahhh's," as holiday guests are impressed with your creative side. When time is of the essence, a large footed vase, available at Pottery Barn, Target, or Restoration Hardware, filled with over sized ornaments fills the bill.
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Snow Day - No School!

When the phone rang yesterday morning at 5:30, the news had to be good. Predicted the previous evening, the meteorologist was correct. After a night of sleeting rain, the roads were thickly covered in sheets of ice and no child, regardless of their age, could safely venture forth from the cave. "The college is closed due to the ice," the voice said. "I'm sorry to wake you, but there is no school today." Sorry to wake me? Who doesn't wake up with a smile on their face at the sound of those two little words, No School? You can call me every morning and happily awaken me, I thought. Chicagoland was hit by another ice storm and outcome was treacherous, or delightful, depending on one's perspective.

The roads were icy. The sidewalk was far too icy to retrieve the newspapers the paper companies had promised would always be delivered to the door -- except today. An inch of ice covered the walk and steps. Perfect day for Yak Trax, yet any news worth hearing would be on NBC's Today Show.


A snow day is a gift, an extra day in the week you hadn't dared to think of until the phone call. A snow day should be spent in complete recreation, enjoying, relaxing, sitting in a bubble bath, eating bon-bons, reading a book. This gift day was spent in a somewhat creative manner: an apple pie was made, icy photos were taken, essays were read and graded, gifts were wrapped, and HGTV was enjoyed again and again. Soon it was dinner time and beef stew made on Sunday was on the menu at this restaurant. The pre-made meal only made this snow day truly a gift.
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Christmas Card Redeux

The previously ordered Christmas photo cards arrived today and while the folks on the cards are familiar, the cards are not suitable for public use. It's not the friendly smiling faces that are causing the problem, it's the paper itself that screams "cheap!" As once said by a family member when seeing a hotel room for the first time, "It's not how it looked in the brochure." So to with the current Christmas card. The photo was printed quite awkwardly; all portions of each person are not displayed correctly, almost anatomically incorrectly. Though perfectly spaced on the proof when submitted, the finished photo is off center and looks distorted, causing the viewer to question the thinking process of who created this "work" of art. Then there is the intense glare from the high gloss of the finished print, which is much too shiny. Mirror shiny. Chrome shiny. Should have powdered your nose shiny. Way too shiny for a photo. While great pleasure would be derived from disclosing the Christmas card provider, it is unprofessional, unethical and downright nasty to do so, even though it would provide great pleasure.

Christmas card, take two. Finestationery offers a variety of wonderful cards, as does Annabella's and Crane's. Soon one of these providers will be completing "take two." Though 'tis the season to be jolly, this jolly somewhatfortyplus elf is busy creating new cards with the same smiley faces. Ordering early was a good idea, especially since ordering again became necessary.

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Happy Birthday Mark Cuban

Age has a way of sneaking up on us while asleep, driving, and apparently even Dancing With the Stars. As a member of the unofficial Mark Cuban Fan Club, it's hard to believe he turns 50 this year, but on The Today Show with Matt Lauer, who also hits 50 later in December, Mark was up front and personal. "Fifty is the new thirty," he reported. One is as old or as young as one feels. Staying active and alert keeps one young, as do children, pets, smiling alot, high incomes, and staying as busy as possible. Part of Mark's rehab for his hip replacement was Dancing.

So Mark, welcome to somewhatfortyplus. Now you get it. You're managing to hold it all together quite well. Congratulations and happy birthday.

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Meals For A Week

New meal preparation services are cropping up that offer the convenience of pick-up meals, or full days of food preparation when a week's worth of meals are made and frozen for later consumption. Toward that goal, several meals were prepared today to be consumed over the next week. The cook-a-thon resulted in a huge pot of chili simmering on the stove, turkey and ground beef meatloaf baking in the oven, egg salad cooling in the refrig, and a savory beef stew slowing cooking. Preparing food for a meal-a-thon was a challenge. Gathering all the needed ingredients was the real chore, along with chopping twelve onions and stopping to wipe away onion tears. Fifteen stalks of celery were cut and six red, yellow and orange peppers were cleaned and chopped. Previously cleaned garlic was chopped and added to the mixture. A large pan sauteed the onion-celery-pepper-garlic mixture; salt and pepper were lightly added. The mixture was divided and more pans were dirtied as the meal-a-thon continued, quickly turning into a mess-a-thon.

Chili, previously discussed here was the first meal prepared. To a large pot was added ground turkey, onion, pepper and garlic sauteed until the turkey was fully cooked. Cans of black beans, white beans, kidney beans and small red beans were added. A large can of diced tomatoes, a cup of V-8 juice, some chili seasoning and the chili was simmering. On to the meatloaf. Three pounds of ground turkey and ground chuck, onions, garlic, 1/4 cup of dill, salt and pepper, 2 eggs, 1/4 cup milk and 2 large pita loaves were dried in the microwave then crumbled and added to the meatloaf mixture. The loaf was coaxed into an olive oiled dish, baked at 350 degrees for 45-60 minutes, then covered with tinfoil and refrigerated. Whether eaten immediately or used later in lunch-to-go sandwiches, who wouldn't enjoy the comfort of meatloaf?

Easy egg salad was next. Ten eggs were cooked, cooled, peeled, chopped and mixed with mayonnaise, onion, dill and a drop of mustard. Once mixed it was ready to eat and will last two or three days. The beef stew was the challenge. The onions, peppers, garlic, celery and golden potatoes were cleaned, cut and ready to use. The previously frozen rib-eye steaks had defrosted in zip-lock bags. The beef was cut into 2 inch cubes and browned on all sides with the onion and garlic, then placed in a large pot (corning ware variety) with a cover. Five tablespoons of flour and 1 to 1-1/2 cups of red wine were added, along with a 15 ounce can of MSG free chicken broth. A few more herbs: 1 teaspoon of thyme, one bay leaf (to be removed before serving), and the stew cooked on the stove for 2 to 3 hours on medium heat. The cut up potatoes, a few carrots, some peas, and a rutabaga or parsnip were added and simmered an additional 45 minutes. Done, and pretty good, too. The cook-a-thon took three hours; the clean-a-thon took forty minutes. Several meals were completed and ready to be served. While the meal-a-thon is over, it's time to eat.
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Rushordertees.com

On Christmas Eve each family member falls asleep at various times, in various rooms, after opening various gifts, but all wearing exactly the same thing, matching Christmas pajama pants and sleep shirts. It's a tradition that started a few years back and each year the designs and sizes may change, but the message is still clear: we are in this together, and together we will meet Christmas morning over Milly's Egg Strata. The sizes vary greatly, from a child's size 8, on up to a man's size 1X, but the pants and shirts always match, and the joy of opening the packages, all at the same time, remains high.

Getting matching clothing in various sizes for various genders has always been a challenge. Old Navy provides the pajama pants each year, always purchased before the shirts to be sure the various pant sizes are available. No different this year, all pants were ordered on cyber-Monday, right when they went on sale, and all were ordered online, eliminating carrying packages, long lines, and having to stop for hot caramel sundaes on the way home. Though several sites offer men's sleep pants, Old Navy offers 100% cotton men's sleep pants in sizes small through 3X, and the selection of Christmas themed pants is impressive. Men's sleep pants are the choice here since girls will be able to wear men's sleep pants, but men won't be able to wear the smaller sized women's sleep wear. Having been pleased with the quality of Old Navy's sleep pants in Christmas's past, I knew where to go this year, and in future years as well.

Rushordertees.com provided the matching long sleeved 100% cotton tee shirts in a deep Christmasy red with a message stamped on each shirt, not to be disclosed until Christmas Eve. Rushordertees offered ease in ordering a product, allowing a photo or art work to be downloaded and placed on the shirts. A variety of sizes were available, from children's sizes all the way on up, ensuring each recipient has the same exact item, in the same exact color and exact fabric, only in the person's correct size. And rushordertees were true to their name; once the order was placed, the wording was approved, the proof was also approved, and the order was delivered in four days. Four days. It could have been sooner if I had wanted to pay for next day shipping -- I didn't, and I still received the finished product in four days. Impressive. Rushordertees is true to their name and provides quality goods and excellent customer service.

This Christmas Eve all those residing in this Christmas house will don matching sleep pants and shirts, and giggle as they see themselves coming and going. The matching pajamas remind each recipient of the love of family, the joy of being together, and the fun of Christmas all year round, as Christmas eve returns each time the pj's are worn.

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Yak Trax to the Rescue

Ice, sleet, snow, ugh! Attempts to dash through the snow can only be achieved under safe winter conditions, definitely not in Chicagoland on any cold, icy, snowy day. Eight inches of the white stuff coats the roads, laying on top of an inch of ice from the previous day's sleet. Walking outside under icy wintry condition can be tragic if not prepared. Yak Trax to the rescue.

Yak Trax are expandable plastic or steel coils that quickly attach to boots or shoes giving instant traction and protection against falls. Available in two strengths, the Walker (with plastic coils) or the Pro (with steel coils), each device provides lightweight traction to shoes or boots for a low price. The coils provide 360 degrees of traction safety and the biting edges are good to -41 degrees F.

According to the manufacturer, the Yaktrax Pro will instantly provide better traction, confidence and safety on packed snow or ice. "Made with high strength, abrasion resistant 1.4 mm steel coils and heavy duty natural rubber material, the Yaktrax Pro easily conforms to the shape of your boot or shoe. With its patented SkidLock coil design, the Yaktrax Pro provides 360 degrees of traction on packed snow and ice and can be worn in temperatures as low as -41° Fahrenheit. "

The two pair of Yak Trax Pro I purchased have kept me on my feet while walking on thick icy snow as well as on icy sidewalks. The Yak Trax product provides a solid grip and stability that gives me confidence while moving about outside. The $29.95 price is cheap insurance against falls and the product line is available from several online sites at even reduced prices. Additional traction devices are also available at Cozy Winters , which even offers clip-on foot gear with small spikes to dig into the ice and snow, but probably come with a warning "do not drive while wearing these." My advice to all: order the Yak Trax Pro today. You won't be sorry. I'm ordering two more pair.

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Mark Cuban Fan Club

Mark Cuban needs a fan club and the time to start one is right now. With the pending sale of the Chicago Tribune to Sam Zell, the next big question is who will become the head Chicago Cub? Mark Cuban really wants the job and has the financial backing, zing and hopefully "zell," to prove it.

Entrepreneur Mark Cuban is one versatile guy, at six foot three inches tall, he reportedly lost 30 pounds while "Dancing With the Stars." Each time Mark cha-cha-ed, tangoed or twiddled his toes, I was there, eyes glued to the screen. I admire all things Mark Cuban, and I wish he felt the same. In the middle of his first dance, with tongue sticking out and a smile on his face, I pinged Blogger Boy to check it out, as he, too belongs to the Mark Cuban fan club. Let it be known I voted for Mark each week and was disappointed when he left the show.

Mark loves all things Cubs, and adores Wrigley Field, as reported in the Chicago Tribune. He has the passion to turn the team into a Series winner but only if his check is accepted. While he doesn't currently reside in the Windy City, he didn't live in Dallas when he bought the Mavericks. Mark would be the hit of Chicagoland, and with his background would certainly have a few good ideas for technology in the area, and TECH cocktail would probably take him on as a sponsor. A blogger himself and a recent key speaker at the blogworld gathering in Las Vegas, Cuban was not only a hit, but a svelte hit at that. Crowds converged on him; he is the proverbial blogger with an attitude, according to the Washington Post, but then why not, his deals have made him a buck or two. The Mark Cuban Fan Club officially begins.....just waiting to hear from Mark about this.

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Flying High

Since 9/11, air travel in the United States has at times contributed to the fear factor. With each flight often comes a feeling of trepidation or a general sense of dread, replaced with a feeling of hopefulness right before boarding. Whether one is the traveler or the person left behind, unpleasant thoughts, though momentary, come to mind that are less then comforting and certainly not relaxing with each flight. When adult children travel there is a routine that takes place prior to each departure. The trip itinerary is sent to family members so all know where the traveler can be located. The person arrives at the airport, checks in and goes through security. The traveler boards and a text message appears: "in my seat," often followed with "love u." The message allows each parent, sibling and traveler, peace of mind prior to taking off.

Cell phones are quieted and life continues. Eventually a text message arrives that reminds us life is good: "landed." After one more flight life will continue, clothes will be laundered, dinners will be made. Flying is safer then traveling in an automobile, and certainly far safer then traveling on a motorcycle. The minor feeling of dread will resurface with each flight, and the routine will continue. Yet life goes on and each new day is cherished. Here's to routines and flying high!

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Silky Ribbons

Silky ribbons in burgundy, forest green, gold, deep red, rich turquoise and new this year, chocolate brown, lay regally atop the packages resting under the somewhatfortyplus+ Christmas tree. While many gift givers use traditional Christmas ribbon purchased at Target or Hallmark stores to tie their packages, gifts wrapped in this home are works of art, worthy of applause and acclaim. And appreciation they receive from family members lucky enough to receive a hand wrapped wonder laden with ribbons of many colors. "Your gifts are so beautiful," they will say. "The ribbons are gorgeous," will be music to my ears.

What are the winning combinations? Gold wrapping paper sets the stage for burgundy, chocolate or dark green silky ribbons, while deep red paper cries out for dark green or gold silk or wired gold cut-out ribbon. White paper works with rich deep colors, and shiny high end papers of Christmas trees or ornaments look complete with deep red or green ribbons. As for the turquoise wide silk ribbon, it adorns gifts wrapped in white, pale pink, or deep brown.

And herein lies the problem. Gifts resting under this tree hold their position for several days, even weeks, and are gazed upon by anyone welcomed into this home. They blend with the surroundings, highlight accent colors, and are a feast for these eyes. The ribbon bedecked packages become a decorating element, too pretty to move and certainly too pretty to open. Opps.

Then one day the presents are distributed, adoringly admired and finally carefully opened. With each torn piece of wrapping paper a part of me cringes as the beauty of the gift is destroyed to display to the receiver the carefully selected gift. The presentation set the standard for a particular level of gift, and hopefully each recipient is as pleased with the inside as I was with the outside. While presents under a tree hold a special place in the hearts of young and old as visions of past holidays create a smile or a giggle, silky ribbons of many colors adorning the gifts at this home will contribute to a lifetime of good cheer.
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Christmas Cards: Coming Soon

For years Christmas cards sent from this traditional Chicagoland home were folded cards personalized with just a hand written message and our names. Yet cards that arrived from others with letters summarizing who-did-what-to-whom were read again and again. Cards that arrived with photos of other families were enjoyed countless times. Finally I took the plunge and nothing has stopped me since, except that one year I almost sent out a carefully written and edited Christmas letter that my family made me throw away, promising never to replicate. I've kept my word. Now I am content to plaster our faces on a card and let it speak for itself and it probably speaks volumes. Determining which family photo should be used for the Christmas cards creates the same dilemma every year. On Thanksgiving day the family gathers, gorges, converses and then smiles again and again for the annual Christmas photo, to be seen by countless families across the United States. Always taken in the same setting, the formal living room, and in the same location, in front of the fireplace, the photos change as the characters change. New clothes, new hairstyles or highlights, even new members make each photo a treasure that is a memorable record of who we were and how we looked.

One year, after countless attempts, the photo was thought to be perfect; the smiles were toothy, the eyes were open, and the characters' positions were organized yet casual, except for me. My green eyes were closed and the picture was ruined. Not to worry, I knew how to use Adobe Photoshop, and Photoshop I did; it became my friend as I changed heads between photos, and airbrushed everyone in the group. Never did six people look so rested and refreshed, until the next year. My adult children were appalled at head switching, never fully appreciating just how difficult it was to get the size, position, everything just right. Behind closed doors the stars in the photo probably applauded just how wonderful they each looked, but I'll never know.

There were eleven takes this year; some were acceptable, three had various sets of closed eyes. Two photos stood out, and after viewing and reviewing those in contention, the official Christmas card has been completed, the cards are in the works, and soon our faces will appear in mailboxes near you. In case you didn't make the list this year, here is the winning photo, we're standing to the left of the Christmas balls. Can you see us? Once the finished cards arrive, I will have them addressed and in the mail in two days -- that's what I do, get things done and move on to the next project. I'm moving on. Photo attribution: somewhat forty plus+