I first heard about IF in the workplace. A colleague had dropped a significant amount of weight in less than a year, and I was intrigued. When this colleague told me about IF, I was dubious, but, results speak for themselves. Still, I hesitated. Going hours without eating… could I do that? I was just embarking upon a short trip to Sandwich (ha, ha) in September of this year, and while there I visited the Sandwich Library (of course). As I was entering, I saw that they were having an annual book sale. For some reason, the thought went through my mind, “If Intermittent Fasting (IF) is for me, I will find a book for $1.00 on it.” Impossible, right? Not so. I discovered The FastDiet (updated in 2015) by Dr. Michael Mosely and Mimi Spencer.Over a Decade of 535+ Newspaper Columns by Librarians in Norwood, Massachusetts
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Thursday, January 23, 2020
“IF:” Intermittent Fasting… The Last Best Thing
Charlotte Canelli is the library director of the Morrill Memorial Library in Norwood, Massachusetts. Read Charlotte's column in the January 23, 2020 edition of the Transcript & Bulletin.
I first heard about IF in the workplace. A colleague had dropped a significant amount of weight in less than a year, and I was intrigued. When this colleague told me about IF, I was dubious, but, results speak for themselves. Still, I hesitated. Going hours without eating… could I do that? I was just embarking upon a short trip to Sandwich (ha, ha) in September of this year, and while there I visited the Sandwich Library (of course). As I was entering, I saw that they were having an annual book sale. For some reason, the thought went through my mind, “If Intermittent Fasting (IF) is for me, I will find a book for $1.00 on it.” Impossible, right? Not so. I discovered The FastDiet (updated in 2015) by Dr. Michael Mosely and Mimi Spencer.
I first heard about IF in the workplace. A colleague had dropped a significant amount of weight in less than a year, and I was intrigued. When this colleague told me about IF, I was dubious, but, results speak for themselves. Still, I hesitated. Going hours without eating… could I do that? I was just embarking upon a short trip to Sandwich (ha, ha) in September of this year, and while there I visited the Sandwich Library (of course). As I was entering, I saw that they were having an annual book sale. For some reason, the thought went through my mind, “If Intermittent Fasting (IF) is for me, I will find a book for $1.00 on it.” Impossible, right? Not so. I discovered The FastDiet (updated in 2015) by Dr. Michael Mosely and Mimi Spencer.Thursday, September 19, 2019
The Crochet Craze
Carla Howard is the Senior Circulation Assistant/Marketing and Media Assistant at the Morrill Memorial Library in Norwood, MA. Read Carla’s column in the September 19, 2019 issue of the Transcript and Bulletin.
I remember, years ago, watching my
mother and aunt crochet the infamous “Ripple Afghan.” My mother’s was a range
of dark purple and magenta colors. I was fascinated, watching it unfold. She would watch her “stories” after finishing
her housework for the morning and then crochet. I was about 8 or 9 and was
always interested in all things crafty. I had made “Jeannie in a Bottle” using
a Palmolive bottle and a miniature doll after having seen one at my neighbor’s house. I collected my sister’s and brother’s old
baby socks to use as “stuffing” for my sock pets, which were more tied than
sewed. Seeing my interest, Mum patiently
took some of her scrap yarn and a G hook and taught me how to crochet. I was,
as the saying goes, hooked!
I remember, years ago, watching my
mother and aunt crochet the infamous “Ripple Afghan.” My mother’s was a range
of dark purple and magenta colors. I was fascinated, watching it unfold. She would watch her “stories” after finishing
her housework for the morning and then crochet. I was about 8 or 9 and was
always interested in all things crafty. I had made “Jeannie in a Bottle” using
a Palmolive bottle and a miniature doll after having seen one at my neighbor’s house. I collected my sister’s and brother’s old
baby socks to use as “stuffing” for my sock pets, which were more tied than
sewed. Seeing my interest, Mum patiently
took some of her scrap yarn and a G hook and taught me how to crochet. I was,
as the saying goes, hooked! Thursday, June 6, 2019
The Glass-Blowers
Carla Howard is the Senior Circulation Assistant/Marketing and Media Assistant at the Morrill Memorial Library in Norwood, MA. Read Carla’s column in the June 6, 2019 issue of the Norwood Transcript and Bulletin.
After a recent jaunt to Sandwich, I reflected back on my
first trip to “Cape Cod’s Oldest Town” where I visited the famous Glass Museum. There is a large collection of both blown and
pressed glass pieces, as well as many artifacts found in the grounds long after
the factory was closed. The Museum makes
for an interesting few hours, especially if you are a history buff, interested
in Cape history, or blown glass, both the history of it and as an art
form. The museum also puts on live glass
blowing demonstrations, and these alone are well worth the trip. In fact, on Friday, July 19th, the
Sandwich Glass Museum will be participating in the 2019 “Free Fun
Fridays.” Admission is free for
everyone! Check out their website at sandwichglassmuseum.org
for more information.
I had first
seen glass blown at the Greenfield Village at the Henry Ford Museum in
Dearborn, Michigan, in the 1980’s. That
was a wonderful first introduction to glass blowing. The artist first heated the glass up to a
temperature of about 2000 degrees Fahrenheit, where it turned into molten
(basically liquid) glass. To make the
process even trickier, the glass blower had to work fairly quickly, as the
glass needed to remain at a temperature of at least 1400 degrees Fahrenheit in
order to remain pliable. I was soon lost
in the swirl of glass colors, deft movements, and the excitement (Will he drop
it? Will he burn himself?). I was truly fascinated by the entire
experience.
Thursday, February 21, 2019
Lessons Learned from Gluten-Free Baking
Carla Howard is the Senior Circulation Assistant/Marketing and Media Assistant at the Morrill Memorial Library in Norwood, MA. Read Carla’s column in the February 21, 2019 issue of the Norwood Transcript and Bulletin.
After struggling with GI issues for many years, I recently have
decided to take my diet in hand. I had
previously gone “Dairy-Free” for the same reason and experienced some success,
but I still wasn’t where I wanted to be, gastrointestinal-ly speaking. Gluten, a storage protein in wheat that gives
baked goods that elasticity and lightness, has long been touted as a
contributor to aforesaid GI issues. My
sister had already gone gluten-free for the same reason. There was only one thing standing in my
way: my undying and uncompromising love
for baked goods. I didn’t see how I
could ever give them up and experience a satisfied diet. So, I went in search of gluten-free
alternatives.
Thursday, August 16, 2018
Anne of Green Gables: A Short Bit about Adopting an Older Child
Carla Howard is the Senior Circulation Assistant/Marketing and Media Assistant at the Morrill Memorial Library in Norwood, MA. Read Carla’s column in the August 16th issue of the Norwood Transcript and Bulletin.
I fell in love with Anne of Green Gables while in college. I never read the books in high school, dismissing them because of the romance-y looking covers. I quickly realized my mistake and have read the series several times. I have visited Anne’s beloved Prince Edward Island, Canada. I attended the Anne play in Charlottetown, and was in heaven as I sat with my fellow Anne-fans, finishing up with a raspberry cordial at a nearby restaurant.
A mother and daughter were seated next to us, and the girl, probably about 14, was making it quite obvious that she didn’t want to be there and that the whole thing was “stupid.” Her poor mother finally had her moment when Anne’s beloved adopted guardian Matthew died suddenly of a heart attack. Soon, there were sniffles all around, and the young girl, ready to roast her mother, looked around, and sat back, quietly. I think she must have finally realized that hey, my mom’s not crazy. This is a thing; this Anne of Green Gables.
I fell in love with Anne of Green Gables while in college. I never read the books in high school, dismissing them because of the romance-y looking covers. I quickly realized my mistake and have read the series several times. I have visited Anne’s beloved Prince Edward Island, Canada. I attended the Anne play in Charlottetown, and was in heaven as I sat with my fellow Anne-fans, finishing up with a raspberry cordial at a nearby restaurant.A mother and daughter were seated next to us, and the girl, probably about 14, was making it quite obvious that she didn’t want to be there and that the whole thing was “stupid.” Her poor mother finally had her moment when Anne’s beloved adopted guardian Matthew died suddenly of a heart attack. Soon, there were sniffles all around, and the young girl, ready to roast her mother, looked around, and sat back, quietly. I think she must have finally realized that hey, my mom’s not crazy. This is a thing; this Anne of Green Gables.
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