I don’t know if it is my age or if major things are just happening in my life. But it seems to me that the recovery period is taking longer for everything than I would anticipate. Broken heart – forgetabout it – you don’t get over it, you get through it. Broken marriage – the F remains on your marriage score card for life and I have three Fs thus far – one that really…
I just got my tax bill (CROAK) – that is the sound of me gasping for air. I asked my accountant what the hell? and the response – you are filing single now. Good grief – is it not penalty enough to give up good sex three times a week that now I must also give up the equivalent of the cost of a brand new GMC Denali? When I signed the closing papers for…
I bought a tasting ticket at Swirl last night but could not get to it because of the line I refused to get in – also M had wine he wanted me to try so we proceeded to drink some fabulous Italian wine and then the Alto Montcayo that is so special to me as that is what Beth and Kerry got me when I moved into the LaLa. I went back though, at K’s…
R is going to be in a play on Saturday where she represents a mother whose daughters won’t leave the flock and so at one point she gathers them to her and says okay I don’t have much left to teach you so I’ll teach you how to knit. So R enlisted N to come teach her at Swirl last night and pretty soon a gaggle of girls, me included, gathered around to knit since…
A friend read my entry on going to the strip club and asked if I had read Norah Vincent’s book about going undercover as a man. Here is one synopsis of the part where she speaks about men and strip clubs: Vincent said strip joints are about pure sex drive — completely empty of any meaningful interaction, even when a woman is gyrating on your lap. Even though Vincent is attracted to women, she said…
I stopped Blue at the end of the bayou today when three men were fishing there and asked them if they were catching anything – yes indeed, they said, perch. I asked if they were using a cricket or a worm and they said, bread. Just bread, I said, astonished. They said, just bread. I’m going to go get a junior rod and reel for Jake and maybe even Louie (Tony’s kid, the waitress at…
Victory Development is gobbling up tracts of land. The first rendering they showed the MidCity Neighborhood Organization was for a Neiman Marcus or Macy’s – the next time they showed a plan it was for Target and Bed Bath and Beyond. Why are developers snakes in the grass? I learned at the FSJN meeting tonight that Carrolton’s corridor could have come back already if not for the fact that Victory has its paws on the…
The day’s foundation has been shifting underneath my feet – visibility into the future looks cloudy – is it ever clear? Why is it that you cross one hurdle and the next mountain – glacier – appears on the horizon, actually it was always out there but so far in the distance and now suddenly you are right upon it – like your life is some video game and you are navigating through jello or…
Wow – not a moment for a breath, a pause, a swirl or jiggle – just nonstop, freight train, Monday.
Mom made me waffles for brunch yesterday and then we both took a nap on the couch. I came home and put up some hooks, and did some laundry, and got some work done, and then began the pull. R called from the bar at LaVita and said she had spent most of the weekend alone and was in need of social contact. G said she had no food in her house. I walked in…