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The MS bike group decided to ride the levee, meeting at the Fly behind the zoo and headed out to Kenner. I decided to just ride from home to get some extra miles and so I was a little behind the group for most of the ride. I was marveling at the difference of riding along the muddy Mississippi and turning the corner where the Gemini parties used to be out in the houses/camps on…
As soon as the front garden was planted, the butterflies came!
L drove by with Jake on the way to take him to ride the train in City Park – I was knee deep in mud and mulch – she said they hired the best nanny who seems to be some Mary Poppins character – reading to the children in the park and substituting their names for the ones in the book – Green Eggs and Eva – I love it! I told her she deserves…
My day has been hijacked from the getgo and I’m trying to figure out how to avoid these types of situations. My friend told me the other day that I allow people to take advantage of me and that I need to train people how to treat me. Well, that in and of itself sounds like work. Today against all obstacles I tried to make the most of all the wonderful things presented to me…
Last night at the dinner table the girls were saying that Martina Navratilova is in town to promote her tennis paintings – I can’t find the event but I think it is on May 16th – we’re going! – I must go, because sometimes when I close my eyes, T’s voice often makes me think of Martina, another super famous slav, only blonder with an affection for gold jewelry although, she too, adores (ahem) straight…
Hump Day – yes today is midway into our separation – one that I never expected to cause me and my psyche so much trauma! If you want to know why I miss T so much, here is how one of my Turkish friends described her last night: “Rachel, I knew you were in love – I saw the gleam in your eye, didn’t I? Tatjana is so good. She has her heart in her…
You’re in Istanbul, and I’m not. You’re in Zagreb, and I’m not. I grew up outside of the punkish late 70s and 80s movement but the drummer for Translator ended up being my downstairs neighbor in San Francisco – Everywhere That I’m Not was their break out hit.