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Wednesday night L came over for dinner, which was delicious by the way. We sat around and chewed the fat and of course, the conversation turned to K and his desire to be the moral arbiter in relationships gone south. I told him to back down. I watched this tendency in my father – I’m right, and let me tell you why I’m right. He was right, most of the time, but at the end…
It is a warm sunny day here in New Orleans – N got me out of bed at 6:15 and so we scrambled to get down for playdate and she and I and Arlene and Renny had a wonderful walk around the bayou. And then I ran uptown to pick out tiles and suddenly felt totally different about being where I am in this point in time – I felt great – here I was…
L called to say he hates the references to lapdog and lion that it reminds him of the Madonna/Whore complex that he said all us women bristle at and he and his male friends for years have been stewing over what women want – the sensitive man, the strong man, what? I said both. If I was just Madonna, what healthy man would want me? If I was just the whore, ditto. But a balance…
Sitting here listening to a Valentine cd I put together for all my valentines – the Snake, L, H, etc – but my Itunes isn’t working right so now I am just listening to it myself right now. The Billy Bob Thornton “I used to be a lion” seems to have been the topic of all conversation today. I used to be a lion, I don’t have to cry to hold my head up high,…
Finally on Sunday, mom was able to leave the hospital and go back to her hovel that is improving somewhat – the street cleaners did a major purge of all the apartment regurgitation along her block. Sunday was a nice linger in the bed sort of day except for a lot of phone calls that kept waking me from my resleep. Then Sunday night was a lovely dinner of green onion sausage from Terranova at…
Crawfish pie last night was delicious – the food is the reason why people can’t leave this city no matter what the circumstances are that they face in staying. We took Blue down to MiMis and were surprised by how few people had assembled moments before the first parade of the season was to begin. The crowd filled out as the parade rolled in but not to any degree that I have seen that crowd…
It doesn’t look like mom is getting out of the hospital yet, she’s still weak and not eating. I laid at the foot of her bed while she slept and listened to the woman in the room next door howling like a wild animal – obviously dementia – mom says her rantings have a pattern that begin with talking to someone, then ranting, then wailing. I kept trying to remain calm as I watched mom…
Bolted out of bed this morning after having a rambling dream that included Vince Vaughn. When I got outside the dawn was like a blazing fire in the sky and I said thanks to the sky as Arlene and I rushed to catch up with friends for our daily constitution. N was in a funk because of uncertainty at UNO and the Snake is sick and a general malaise that surrounds all of us here…
Slept for the first time in weeks but with the usual up at 1, 3 and 5 – L says that’s his pattern too – the old 1, 3, and 5. But dreamt all night long – dreams that had no end and all centering around frustration. And woke wakeful but with a sense of dread with no clear direction as to where it was going to come. When the Bean and I walked out…
Yesterday mom had surgery to clear up the obstruction – there was all the nail biting that goes with her going under, but she came through surprisingly well and her only gripe is having to stay in the hospital through the week as she is already getting agitated. S was very agitated at her being in the same hospital that nearly killed her four years ago. But then began enumerating her own hardships right now…