Blue Butterfly

Saturday, June 30, 2012

Well, Hello to all you fabulous Bloganistas -- Mum is busy right now (typing) so I thought I would introduce myself, Buddy (I'm to the right of the picture) and my brother Corey he's closest to the 'fridge, go figure... .
As I said, my name is Buddy and I am a young, playful 9 year old and my big brother Corey is 10 years young too.  We are just out of the bathtub after getting our bath and our toenay nails trimmed - that's why we look so gorgeous and fluffy.
For the past year and a half we were living in a Foster Home amongst other dogs, always vying for food and a crate in which to sleep  - although people came to look and admire us, they all said we were too old to adopt.  So we just hung in there with the kind lady who had been taking care of us as best she could.
You all probably know that Mum and Dad lost their two doggies, Nessie and MacTavish and they were so lonely without their wee pals.  As luck would have it, one day after Mum came home from Scotland, she was browsing through the internet and found us at www.petfinders.com (great site). Well, here we are 3 months later, gained weight, smell like, well, we'll leave it at gorgeous, and now have soft puffy pillows, sofas, beds, great food and treats, you name it and oh so much more -- more importantly, lots of love and healthy attention.
Well, it's time for Corey and I to get 40-winks up on the sofa before chow time tonight, so as Mum would say, cheerio, toodle pips, ta ra and all that jazz.  Luv to all, Buddy and Corey xox

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Early Summer News

Hello again to all you fabulous Bloganistas - well Summer will really be with us on the 22nd June, however, I believe Mother Nature forgot to tell the weather forecasters (well, they are always off the radar anyhoo).
You all know that my favourite hobby is Ceramics (see my Halloween Blog for other pieces) - let me introduce Mr. Walter Wobbly Legs - since his toeny nails are painted Fire Engine Red,  Bob calls him Alice, don't ask me why.  I'm busy with a couple of other projects and will show them to you as they are finished.  Personally, I think Mr. Walter is a real humdinger... .

I planted my wee garden with various tomato plants (9) lots of Salsa this year; Cucumbers (4); Banana Peppers (4) great stuffed and baked in crushed tomato sauce; Butter Squash (2) (one looks a wee bit straggly); Leaf Lettuce (2) from Anna; Spinach (2) & Chives (from my friend Anna); and, Cabbage (2) - not enough to address the World hunger situation, however, it is enough to keep a smile on my face, keep me busy and off the streets, oh well.  Here's a pic of the tomatoes and cukes and you can see the Banana Peppers in the lower front right.  
Because of the problem I am having just now with my back, my good friend Anna did most of the planting, also brought me loads of mulch and Black Gold (smashin' black compost).  Tonight we will be having a salad from the Leaf Lettuce, Basil and Mint herbs we bought at Bedner's a wonderful garden centre.  Will keep you up to snuff as the tomatoes and veggies ripen.
About my back - will be having a Spinal Injection (Epidural) on the 26th let's hope it gives me a lot of relief from the pain and I can be up and at-em again.  Until then, toodle pips, ta ra, cheerio and all that jazz.  Luv to all, "E" 

Wednesday, April 18, 2012


Back Home from being Back Home... .
Hello to all you fabulous Bloganistas and to you Bloganistas in Training.
It's hard to believe that I have been back home in The Burg 4 weeks now. After all the build-up and  preparations prior to going Home, I now find myself back in the Land of Reality.  The picture to the left is Glasgow City Chambers at George Square (one of the very few unchanged sites)
My flight from Pittsburgh to Glasgow had me stopping over in Newark International Airport in New Jersey.  Really nice International terminal - later I will give you my opinion of the domestic terminal - I promise to keep the adjectives etc., clean.
I arrived in Glasgow International on the Friday morning around 7a.m. and took a taxi to my Aunt Emily's house - cab driver was a great guy and we talked non-stop (not a difficult task for me).  Aunt Emily was waiting at the front door for me and after the tears, hugs, laughs and over talking one another, we settled down with the teapot and McVitie's Digestive biscuits smothered in butter and jam, I was enjoying it all so much that my jaws were in cramps (joking.)  On Sunday the 4th of March we went to my Cousin Harry and Susan's house for a fabulous evening.  Monday the 5th saw me taking a guided bus tour through the East End, one of those tours where you can get on and off the bus.  My favourite place was the Kelvingrove Art Gallery & Museum (picture to the right)                  

 On the 6th I took a trip through the West End where I grew up in The Calton - pic to the left shows the Poor Man's Umbrella at Bridgeton Cross.

I met-up with my Cousin Grace and her husband Eric, sad to say we did not have very much time together, however, what time we had was great, we just picked-up where we left off centuries ago.


On the 13th I went by train down to Portpatrick in Wigtonshire (still in Scotland) and had a wonderful visit with my friends Margo and Joe Farrell - what a beautiful village they live in sitting on the Irish Sea.  This pic is  of the village and shops at the harbour.
My next sojourn was down south to England where I wrapped up my holiday with my sister and her husband - late nights and wine flowed the 5 days we were together.  They took me for a belated birthday lunch at The Duke of Cumberland Arms in Southwest Sussex - what a beautiful restaurant and part of the country.
On Wednesday 21st I flew back up to Glasgow and stayed at the Holiday Inn Express at the airport - very comfy room and really nice staff.  Got up at 4a.m. on the 22nd and was at the airport by 5:30a.m. had my last Scottish breakfast (until next time) boarded the plane at 7:30a.m. and flew out at 8a.m.  Now, getting back to Newark's domestic terminal -- putting it as politely as possible - I had heard horror stories about this terminal, however, there are no words in the English language to do justice to what I saw and experienced - putting it as simply as I can "...never in my life have I ever experienced such a congested, conglomeration of degenerates in all my life... ."
All in all, my holiday was fabulous and I packed a lot in to the 3 weeks and have wonderful memories to add to my life's collection.
Okay, Bloganistas, time to get on with things so for now, toodle pips, cheerio, ta ra and all that jazz.  Take care and enjoy life - Love to all, Elizabeth xox


                                                                                                                   

Monday, February 6, 2012

Up, Up and Away... . (With United)

Hi to all you fabulous Bloganistas and those in training -- Here I am getting ready for my trip back home the 1st of March to Glasgow, Scotland,  to visit with my Aunt Emily.  I'll also be visiting with my cousin Grace Divers (McLaren) haven't seen her in years but I know we'll drink lots of tea, eat digestive biscuits and catch-up on all the years.  Aunt Emily and I will get out and about while I am with her, but only as she can manage.  I hope to get down to Portpatrick for a couple of days to visit with my  friends Margo McGuire (since grade school)  and her husband Joe Farrell - then it would be back up to Glasgow, I will then travel on  www.FlyBe.co.uk  Airlines (el cheepo flight connection but watch out for the baggage fees - I went for the "naughty kilo baggage" e.g., 23 Kilos or, as far as I have it worked out, at 46lbs as we here in the States know it, down to Southampton where my sister and her husband will meet me and take me back up to where they live - it will be absolutely fabulous to spend time with my sister (living here in the States is so far from her - there are lots of you out there in the same boat - what can I say) 
I am so proud of myself, made all the reservations online, flights with United/Continental from Pittsburgh to Glasgow International, Scotland and return - routing through Newark, New Jersey, inland UK and the hotel at the Holiday Inn Express the night before my return trip to The Burgh =  on the 22nd, Bloody Brilliant although I say it myself.  Not to worry, I am absolutely thrilled with all that I have accomplished -- so here we are, and I will keep you up-to-snuff in all the goings on in my wonderful travels back home with my family and friends- until then, toodle pips, cheerio and all that jazz -- what can I say -- Luv ya all -- "E"
 

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Should auld acquaintants be forgot... .

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Well, here we are having survived yet another year, no matter, we have all walked down the path of 2011 that has led us to a new long and winding road known as 2012.
This has been a year of loss for some and a year of being ever so thankful for what we have  accomplished.  So grateful for our friends, old and new, they are the ones who help us keep our "chins up" when we feel so sure we are at our tethers-end; they do not criticize us - they love us in spite of ourselves -  they comfort us when we have a tear in our eye, and giggle with us when we feel downright goofy.   You know, my Mother had a wonderful expression "...ye never died o' Winter yet... ."  and the longer I live the "righter"  she was (please excuse the English).  Then there's our families - I wouldn't change mine for the world.  They love me for who I am, even if I do get up their noses - believe it or not, I do have my moments.  So let me wish each and every one of you everything you are wishing for yourselves and families in this New Year and most of all, keep on being yourselves.  Until next year, toodle pip, cheerio and all that jazz.  Luv ya's, "Elizabeth" xox

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Wednesday, November 30, 2011

My Wee Pal "McTavish"

Hello to all you fabulous Bloganistas... .  I hope you all survived Thanksgiving and Black Friday, if you are so inclined - Bob and I had a lovely time with our son Robert and his doggy Kya, and we celebrated in our usual family fashion.  
This past weekend has been very sad for the Gall Household, our wee dog, McTavish, who survived his sister Nessie by 15 months, and has been with us for 15 years+ 1 month, fought the good fight, however, he decided it was time for him to go be with Nessie, so on Saturday, 26th November at 11:15a.m. we said our final farewell, and as we expected, he took a great chunk of our hearts with him.   I want to share a few thoughts as McTavish headed to "just this side of heaven to a place call Somewhere Over The Rainbow Bridge... .  When McTavish decided it was time to go to sleep, he knew it was time to go Somewhere over the Rainbow Bridge to be with his sister Nessie.  There are meadows and hills for Mac and all his family members before him and he and they are now all running around and playing. Healthy and free of the pains of growing old.  There is plenty of food (perhaps even the chicken, lambs liver, rice, etc., that I prepared for him) fresh water and warm sunshine where he and all his pals are feeling comfortable and happy and once again young.
All his pals, McTavish included, who have been ill and old are restored to young, healthy puppies as we remember them when we first became their family caretakers.  The wee guys are strong and full of life, except for one thing, I am not there to take care of him as I have for the past 15 years.  I know he had to go and so does he know the ache he has left in my heart.   McTavish is now running and playing with Nessie, Ginger, Kaiser, Tammy, Heather, Terry, Hotep, and the other doggies who have blessed my life.  His sight is no longer dimmed, his limbs now once again strong and he is running, faster and faster towards me, his Mum.  I have been spotted and when McTavish and I, and my other doggies finally meet, we cling and cuddle in a joyous reunion never again to be parted.  Their wee kisses and happy sounds soothe my aching heart,  and my hands, once again, caress their wee bodies and beloved heads.  I gaze once again in to their trusting eyes and see their love and I know that I gave them the best life and love I could have given them - then we, together, cross The Rainbow Bridge together never again to be parted and absent from my heart.
Those of you who have had pets, doggies or cats, will know the pain I am feeling, however, life does go on.  Again, time for me to say cheerio, toodle pips and what can I say... .  Luv to all, "Liz" xox

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Trick or Treat... .

Hello and Happy Trick or Treating to all you Fabulous Bloganistas!!

How did Halloween Start???

Halloween was started thousands of years ago, by the Europeans. Read on to know more...
Thousands of years ago, there lived a tribe known as Celts in Ireland and in Northern France. The Celts were pre-Christians and worshiped "Nature". Their livelihood revolved around sowing and harvesting food crops.

In ancient times, winter was the season that was associated with hunger and death. Celts believed the last day of October marked the end of summer and November was the beginning of winter. So, they celebrated the eve of New Year on October 31, of each year, with a festival called "Samhain". This festival was presided by Celtic priests called Druids.

Celts also believed the spirits of the dead would visit them. Therefore, they left delicious food and drinks on the front porch for the spirits. With the spreading of Christianity, November 1st of every year, is celebrated as "All Saint’s Day". The eve of November 1st, is known as "All Hakkiwe’en" or "Halloween".

One of the primary reasons behind the Halloween celebration is the harvest festival. Warding off the evils, in many different ways, remains another important reason behind Halloween. Why do we celebrate Halloween would give you more information.

Often, we do things we are supposed to, without knowing why we do them. This commonly happens in case of celebrations, customs and old traditions. This is evident from the fact that many people celebrate this festival without knowing the history and origin of Halloween.
The colours of Halloween are Black and Orange - Black indicating the end of the year or season when the dark days of Winter come in, and Orange for harvesting. 
Scottish Halloween Traditions
October is a time when the seasons change. In Scotland it is a time when the nights grow darker and the wind chill rises as its lamenting howls are heard throughout the countryside. Its also the month when the Celtic people of old Scotland marked the end of their calendar year. Halloween, which the Celts called Samhain and which translates as Summers end, is celebrated on October 31st. It signifies the close of the light half of the year and the beginning of the dark part. The months ahead would be cold and harsh, so on that night great feasts were held, and bonfires lit throughout the countryside.
Free the souls of the dead
Like many ancient festivals, Samhain continued with the coming of Christianity. November 1st was henceforth to be All Saints Day. The night before was Eve of All Saints Day, or the Eve of All Hallows. But while the name might have changed, old habits persisted. Halloween was a time when witches and warlocks might walk abroad, engaged in wicked practices. In many parts of Scotland it was customary to leave an empty chair and a plate of food for invisible guests. People believed that it was the night when the souls of the dead were set free to roam. They might come into their houses and eat at their tables. The hour before midnight was the witching hour when the departed returned. Silence was marked as the chimes of midnight rang out.
Its not hard to understand why, in Scotland of all places, Halloween continued to be important. Much of the nations history involves the supernatural. From the witches of Macbeth as imagined by William Shakespeare to the real burning of women, accused of working with the devil, in a rash of satanic trials during the seventeenth century. There is a special atmosphere in many parts of Scotland even to this day where, as daylight fades, the flames of Halloween bonfires show up ancient ramparts of castles and buildings where devilish deeds once may have been done.
From pagans to parties
Robert Burns, Scotland's greatest bard, wrote extensively of how ancient beliefs had survived well into the Christian era, as he twisted stories of witchcraft and the devil with the traditions kept alive during Halloween. What is remarkable is how so much of the pagan past persists to this day. Bonfires, which once were lit to scare away the undead, still illuminate the October sky. Lanterns, which in Scotland were always carved out of turnips (Rutabagas), are fashioned for the same purpose. Until recently trick or treat was unknown in Scotland. Instead children here dressed up in old clothes, blackened their faces or pretended to be evil spirits and went guising (guysing) The custom traces back to a time when it was thought that by disguising children in this way they would blend in with the spirits that went abroad that night. Any such child who approached a house would be given an offering to ward off evil. These days children who knock on their neighbours doors have to sing for their supper. Or tell stories for a gift of sweets or money.
Old customs and the modern world
Children's parties are still an important element of Halloween. One of the most popular games in Scotland is dookin' for apples, where bairns (children) put their hands behind their backs and with their mouths try and grab apples from a basin full of water.
Apple dookin usually follows on from the game of treacle scones. Here again the hands of the children are put behind their backs and sometimes they are also blindfolded. Participants are invited to bite a scone, covered in treacle, hanging from a rope. Messy faces are usually then washed in the apple basin!
As part of the Tweed Valley Forest Festival in November 2008, the town of Peebles set the world record for the most amount of people to dook for apples at one time.

So until next time, keep an eye out for those wee ghouls and goblins - cheerio, toodle pips and all that jazz. "E"

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