The Great Plotnik

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Carrots in Stiletto City

This is what happens when Ducknik serves the carrots.

It's 3:45pm Tuesday and the Plotniks are home. It was a very fulfilling couple of days with lots of good news to go around. Plot will detail all tomorrow. And it's a Game One day, which means a little worry but not too much.

Speaking of worry, in today's New York Times Jane Brody wrote this, about people who fret too much about the things they can't control: “It is almost as if we have to be afraid of something, as if we carry about in our heads a bucket of worry that we are compelled to fill with whatever’s available.”

Nope, don't recognize that syndrome at all, not one bit.

Here is the photo on Mummy Plotnik's new Facebook Page.

Yup, that's little Plottie and Big Schmeckl with her. Here's two High School graduation pictures -- Lindblom High School, South side of Chicago, 1931 -- Plottie's parents before they knew they were waiting for each other.

Isn't that amazing to think about? Two names a few pages from each other in a yearbook who didn't really know each other when these pictures were taken. 78 years later, Ducknik cuts beautiful slices of carrots from the Farmer's Market. It's all related. Our lives cross so unexpectedly. It's so random. You couldn't write this stuff.


At 4:54 PM, Blogger notthatlucas said...

First, the sad, embarrassing bit: When I saw the name Rose Weiser the first thing I thought of was whether she had a brother named Bud. Sorry.

The carrots are beautiful and I'm positive you are not worrying enough about tonight's game.

And I can't wait for the good news.

At 5:03 PM, Blogger mary ann said...

Welcome back ~ looking forward to hearing all the news.

At 6:25 PM, Anonymous cousin mrs. two said...

What happened? Lyla was dressed up all purdy for you. Ok, maybe not, she slept most of the day but we missed you.

At 5:19 AM, Blogger Karen said...

Wonderful photos, thanks! (You haven't changed a bit.)

At 10:24 AM, Anonymous jj-aka-pp said...

I think you display a very early sign of that pure Jewish trate of leaning forward shrugging your shoulders and saying "what are ya gonna do? yeesh!" Could just be me......but that's what I see! And, your brother looks like he could have been a bully...could be the costumes!


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