Some Mondays seem to start off fine – like an unexpected cool breeze in August – the bayou full and even slightly choppy – then wammo – sidelined by idiot contractors – like this A-1 Contractor fool who did such a shitty job on our house to the point where we now have to hire some other company to fix the foundation and two flat tires on the bike which the pump couldn’t help because…
The great divide has been crossed – K turned 21 today. You think about these things like a thirty year difference and you know that they really don’t matter in the end – only if the participants are able to truly believe in what they are doing. Right now the jury is definitely out on L, but K leaves soon and we’ll see if that doesn’t present a more compelling story. Meanwhile, at Brigtsens last…
Yoda said attachment leads to jealousy, which is the shadow of greed – let go of your attachments. Uh, no. Perhaps too much Anakin in me than Yoda. Arriving in SF on Thursday made my heart race – irrational fear that I would one day move back – deep breath, rather walk off planet. Cold and foggy except for Napa, made me long for tank top and shorts despite L telling me the weather here…
Sometimes my friend L has good insight and sometimes he is troubled by everything he sees. Walking along the bayou this morning I told him I was troubled by wanting to have it all and he said some days you just cannot. And there it is – there are seamless days, there are days where one or two things are hitting perfectly, and then there are days like the last two where I’m here, mind’s…
Eating a brie and pear sandwich in the quarter on leaving New Orleans Feb 2005 – with N who articulated something about place for me, he said, “I could picture living in San Francisco, New York or Chicago. I can actually picture living in a few other places. But I cannot imagine not living in New Orleans.” I swear I finally bit into the pear right when he said that. And still it was not…
No sleep yet again. W’s got growing pains and I’ve got the equivalent, an aching that sometimes is profound. The humidity is rising again and with it comes less clarity. S asked me to tap my Dorothy shoes this morning, ruby slippers, and I said, “there’s no place like home” and it fit comfortably with the surroundings, but then Lance attacked Arlene and a bee bit M on the eye and before you know it,…
A marathon is about the mind’s ability to run the race more than the body’s. Once you become a marathoner, you carry around the knowledge that the mind is strong enough to (fill in the blank). So you train your body, you trust in your mind, and what? The third region is the wild card – the one where the fork ran away with the spoon or the cow jumped over the moon. And it’s…
Woke up from a restless sleep with last night’s musing on my mind – hot and cold – at times it winds to a perfect pitch and then a nuance can derail the flow. So seldom to enter sleep with a smile but delightful when it does happen. Yesterday I laughed a lot, which fits neatly into the five year goal to be happy every day. Maybe the long term plan is about fitting the…
L and I had a discussion today after playdate that is best to remember. His peeps are saying no way, not good about K except for me who appreciates what might be there but then again I’m a know nothing romantic but I told him what I know about living – sometimes your peeps give good advice and sometimes they don’t. When S and I met 15 years ago his roommate S told him this…
L told me that T advised K to keep some in reserve. How many times do you keep learning the same lesson? Or realize it is the dominant theme of everything that could cast a pall? It wears me out… to keep starting over and stopping again.