Everybody I know ilkes to ask me about Graham. They ask, “what does she want?” – I always answer the same way, “I don’t know.” I told Graham I was going to get a tee shirt that says “I don’t know what Graham wants, so don’t ask me.” But we decided just “I don’t know” would suffice.
I spoke with a source of mine who is around the same age, married with two children. We talked about this age – the 40s – and how it is a weird and wonderful time. I said I don’t even relate to who I was in my thirties, it’s like I relate more to the person I was in my 20s. She said she felt the same way – except she feels like a 20…
I stepped off the merry go round today and that only reluctantly but I felt as if I was getting dull. My mind was gravitating towards the same things, the path of least resistance, the thought of no consequence, and the action that is rote. Caught up in contentment, you tend to grow dull – fat and happy – resistant to new ideas. I realized I want to do this book and so I recontacted…
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2007/04/12/meet-katie-courics-33ye_n_45671.html Katie’s gone cougar on us – she’s pretty, rich, smart and now she has a boytoy.
Money trees are arriving in droves these days – first the mysterious one appeared then today Flower sent me one as a house warming gift.
When I was at the Can, it made sense to walk around the bayou in the morning, but now that I am in the LaLa and adjusting to my foot recovery, I’ve changed my path and oh, what a difference to me. The past two mornings, I’ve been walking across the Magnolia Bridge and then circling back on the Esplanade Bridge to enter City Park. Recently, someone donated 7 swans – 2 blacks ones –…
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…