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I woke this morning, day two of my own rehabilitation – as a friend recently said when I was describing the work on the bridges, I wish someone was spending $1 million to rehabilitate me. Ha! I’m on the wagon, on the horse, and trying to eat veges and not have a glass of wine and just generally be good. That must be why I feel so sluggish, right? This afternoon Tin turned into a…
For the past four days, Tin has said thank you and please and I’m sorry. You know just when you think things like this are never going to stick – BOOM – there they are. Persistence, consistency and sheer patience pays off in the end. You can put these answers in the back of the book that no one ever gave me.
We went to a birthday party yesterday and you ever notice how some kids just are who they are going to be at a very early age? Like Tin I am here to bet you becomes a musician – I could be wrong, but I don’t think so. There was a little girl who at seven was walking around in pink high heels and there was something about the way she looked and acted that…
We bought Tin a keyboard for his 2nd birthday and he was in love. But now it has fallen out of favor unless someone plays it who knows how to make music then he loves it. His trumpet also fell out of favor for a few weeks, in favor of his drumstick, er, um, his trombone (he uses his stick as a trombone.) A friend/blogger sent me this video of Little Richard as a child, now…
A new musical series is coming to the web and hey, the best friend is gay, so if you are looking for something fun to watch, check this trailer out for Perks.
From marching bands to boy band – yesterday Tin ran back to hit the drums at a friend’s house and then two other boys joined in. They were rocking out. What happened to our little jazz musician?
I was referring to a colleague the other day who changes her hair so often it made me think she was not to be trusted. I change my hair so many times that people around the neighborhood often tell me they have to look twice to know who I am. The other day I went to get my own son out of his crib and he said, “WIG!” Yesterday at a kid’s birthday party, I…
I had a myriad of chores I hoped to accomplish today but suffice to say it’s been one step forward and two backwards all day long. Tin has not napped all afternoon and we are due at a pool party under this threatening sky. Well, sometimes you just have to go with what is given. We met a lovely woman and her daughter this morning and I made a yummy loaf of bread. Tomorrow will…
Tin and I headed out for a bike ride to see Lake Ponchartrain and we rode by the bayou, through the park, along the bike path and right before we got to the lake we had a flat tire, but then we met someone, a woman and her daughter, although I already knew the daughter because Tin and I had talked to her in the play area out back of the Montessori school that Tin…
Last night, I went around to neighbors’ porches lining Ursuline Avenue, possibly one of the most beautiful avenues in New Orleans as the majestic oaks that line the street provide the best canopy of shade anywhere. The Faubourg St. John Neighborhood Association was staging the event as a fundraiser, but it seemed to me an excuse to visit with neighbors and try some refreshing cocktails at the same time. But after a few hours of…