Sunday, May 21, 2023

To The Class of 2023!

       I wrote this in 1986 when I was graduating high school.  I don't think I finished it till the summer, so I don't think I had the opportunity to share it with many friends.  I loved high school during the last semester; and I remember being sad, about leaving and nervous about starting the next chapter of life.  The uncertainty of what would happen when close friends who had seen me through so much, scattered.  I am blessed to be able to say that I am still in touch with many of them.
      As graduation rolls around again, I thought I would share it here on Sadie's.  Hope you enjoy.

The Graduation Poem

Friday, March 10, 2023

Yay! You're on Sadie's Gathering!

 Welcome to Sadie's Gathering. 

Or, welcome back, to Sadie's Gathering. 

I had a photo I'd taken of a branch with snow and ice, that served as the background photo to my title and description:

Sadie's Gathering

A Dab of This & A Dash of That...

then I decided to switch to a photo I'd taken in Ireland, in honor of the upcoming St. Patrick's Day.

However, for some reason, when I deleted the former photo, my blog title, Sadie's Gathering and the description were deleted. 

I'll admit, I'm not as tech savvy as I should be.  Or as I've stated before, (Technology vs. Me) technology and I do not get along. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

Till I figure things out, I'd include my title in any new post, or reposting older posts.  

Till then, have a great madness of March, and greatly appreciate any donations!

Thank you.

Thursday, February 16, 2023

Joys of Winter (Cassoulet Recipe)

Since it's snowing, thought it was time to take a break and enjoy time with family, and just do a little writing.  Hope you enjoy!

Posted this the first time in October of 2015! 

When it was...

The first fire of the season.

A nice glass of red wine.

Raking up crunchy leaves, only to have them scattered again and again by laughing kids.

Now, it's 2023... 

Got a senior and a freshman in high school.  Still are often laughing kids, so that is wonderful. 

Along with a nice glass of red wine...

What better dish to accompany such an evening than cassoulet?

Please consider paying $1 or so, if you use my recipes or just to show appreciation.  Thank you.   

Saturday, February 4, 2023


Happy Late Groundhog Day!

It's now 2023.  I started Sadie's Gathering 10 years ago! 

So, Phil saw his shadow... or whatevah this year... so we have six weeks more, of winter.  To me, (whatevah you wanna call the PTB (Power That Be) It is Mother Nature's decision... so who knows what the daisies the weather will be like ...

Hope you have a great year, regardless of the weather. 

If I ever made $ with Sadie's Gathering, I'd write a lot more on here... 

So, if you spend time here, enjoy the eclectic posts, photos, recipes, or whatevah... please contribute/pay, a bit... I've had a friend pay $5, which I was so pleased with... then I had one that I admire greatly... (even before they contributed to my blog) give $150!

Needless to say, after that I hoped to not have to find another job to pay my bills. 

Yet I did. 

I still keep my hopes going. 

I'll do all I can to keep as many hopes for as many I can, going! 

Happy 2023! 

Turns out, this post applies in 2021 as well... well if we're just talking weather... there's new posts to come... but for now, enjoy quarantining with your loved ones!!! 

Good ol' Phil saw his shadow this morning, so six more weeks of winter.  

No he's not a meteorologist.  But heck, after the lack of, well, snow, for New York's Snowmageddonand yesterday, one site described our area precipitation as "light snow".  Chicago got around 19 inches.  Figure Phil has as much chance of being in the ballpark, when it comes to predicting the weather, as anyone else.

There's been times that I've thought of encouraging my kids to pursue a career of meteorology.  Other than a pro baseball player, it's the only job I know of where one can get it wrong most of the time and still have a job.

Tuesday, December 20, 2022


     Well, here we are again.  It's the holidays, it's 2022 and all the craziness has ensued.  This is a post, I post every year and I pick a funny holiday photo and include it in the post.  This year, I found this on the internet:
     Since we added chaos to chaos this year, by getting a puppy, this photo made me laugh... mainly wondering if this photo was photoshopped, or is this dog actually wearing the jingle bell collar and Santa hat.  I suspect not. 
     The next photo is one I posted a few years back, but still makes me smile.  Hope the post brings a few laughs.

     Call me Scrooge.  I have a few issues (click here for the history) with the Elf On The Shelf.  In a nutshell I don't have time to come up with the crazy antics or clean up after a little spy's shenanigans.  Also, Santa has always come through; years before the elves showed up.

Holiday Pet Peeves

  • I considered putting a Santa hat on a Peeve, till I saw this! A photo of a loved one Michael, who has since passed.  So grateful to have known him.
This is a repost from 2015; considering how crazy 2022's been; I've tried to keep seeing the silver lining of all the unprecedented chaos... yet, some things never change...

Not to be a Scrooge... but... I'm human, and during the hustle and bustle of this time of year, I find there are a few things extra, that grind my nerves...

Shopping Carts.  
     From my list of Pet Peeves.  I know everyone is a little bit crazy during this time of year, still if they've gone aisle after aisle in the store filling it; is a few feet to the nearest corral that difficult?  Nothing can turn St. Nick into Scrooge quicker than a stray cart carried by the North Wind right into his new Jaguar.

People who force their kids to see Santa.  
     Much less, sit on his lap.  And to have it all captured by photo.  Not sure where this tradition came from.  Dr. Boogie has the moxy to suggest that it derived from an Al Capone torture method.  Nice.
    As parents, we spend the majority of the other 11 months in the year educating our kids on stranger danger- no touching and never accept candy from a stranger.  Then come December, and the hope to capture something(?)- we throw caution to the wind.  At least we'll have the photos to show our child's future therapists. 

People who bring their kids shopping after 7pm.  
     Kids are tired by sundown, sometimes earlier, and Lord Almighty they'll let the whole store and everyone know it.  I know sometimes there's no other way.  But during the night in our house, while one parent struggles with bedtime, the other heads out to tackle the crowds, traffic, and to search high and low to find sugarplums for our little angels.  Even so there is a tad of relief to be out of the house.  Short lived when I hear someone else's bundle of joy being less than joyful.  And I can't win.  If the parent is losing it, I think,"Awe...what did you expect?"  If the kids is waling like a banshee, I think, "How long till you get your brat out of here?!"  I know; nobody will ever mistake me for Mary Poppins or Mother Theresa.  

Of course, THE ELVES.
     I am not anti-elf.  Hats or antlers off to those who find time to come up with the energy and holiday cheer to endure the little imps' shenanigans and clean up after them.  However they do offend my pet peeve of UBIQUITY.  Click HERE if you need further explanation.

FruitcakesLiteral and other.  
     I don't care what Alton Brown says, I've never tasted one that I wanted a second bite of.  Waste of good liquor.  In Colorado there's a special day for folks to hurl these in competition.  Saw somewhere: NEVER HURL AT SOMEONE, (such as a family member).  Good tip.   

As for the other fruitcakes, allow me to quote Jack, "Go sell crazy somewhere else; we're all stocked up here."

Will never quit griping about PACKAGING.  
     ~The wax paper that crackers are packaged in, tears because superglue is used to fasten the opening and is stronger than the wax paper of the package.  
     ~The triple triple stitch, used to secure scratchy tags to kids clothes.
     ~The itty bitty whateveryoucallems, that are used to secure Barbie, and Barbie's clothes to the cardboard.  
     ~The razor sharp plastic that's used to encase every single toy, that pretty much guarantees the need for bandaids for anyone who dares to open a package.  Ever.

Toys that break before the sun sets on the 25th. 'Nough said.

Less than Santa's Nice List worthy behavior in my kids. 
     Might have to endure one of those elves after all.  
When your kids get to be teens, this, quality,... cranks up.  Go get,
 a cup of cheer.

People that dress their pets up in holiday wear 
     Actually, this doesn't bother me.  We now have a dog.  Most always brings a smile and/or laugh, when I see, other pets, in holiday clothes.  I do agree however with the notion, that this is why pets bite, claw up curtains, and leave special little presents for you in your favorite pair of shoes.

Here's hoping this brought a few smiles. 

Happy Holidays.

Originally posted 12/13/2015