Quack quack
Duck hunting this weekend on the Gulf. Details to follow.
Month: December 2007
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And out of my toes, my little blue baby grows
G called me to tell me she dreamt she had 7 toes. I told her I dreamt that two friends were making fun of me and driving to the point of rage and that I started screaming and screaming in my dreams till I woke myself up. Anxiety, baby, she said. I told her it’s the crawling out of the skin variety. I said ducks will help, they always do. She agreed, being a little…
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In my inner circle
I skipped Pilates to pack for the duck hunting trip and ended up going to see friends for a little champagne and chit chat. We turned out the lights and looked at the Christmas lights and talked about things to come. Where to hold New Year’s Eve – what to do for Christmas day. Last year, I volunteered along with five million other people and don’t want to do that again. Mom isn’t working like…
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Joy to the World
Roy has come and will bring me to way out in the Gulf where I can be at one with nature and myself.
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Ms Lonely Hearts Club
That’s it – I hit my quota today – first day in a week that I haven’t been crying about my own heart’s longings and I’ve now processed three phone calls from friends who are all up in there with grief and longing. Is it that time of year? For godsakes, why does the absence of light, the advent of postcard perfect holiday images, and an overall heaviness in the air dictate that we all…
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Healthcare – not for the feint of heart
I went the other day to have a calcium scoring CT scan to rule out asymptomatic coronary athreosclerosis. My dad died from heart disease. Two brothers with stents. My doc says heart disease biggest killer of women. The heart is wonderful organ – able to survive heart breaks – just not plaque.
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A Personal Matter
As my dear friend struggles to come to grips with her daughter’s special needs, I try to inform her of an outsider’s view. She says a friend sends a photograph of her child a few weeks older than her own and she sees her laughing in the tub, trying to stand up and realizes her own daughter’s retardation. I say I see photographs of my friends’ children particularly at this time of year and want…
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A storm in here, out there
Our duck hunting trip almost got cancelled because of a storm brewing in the Gulf – all I could think is that the duck hunting trip was my escape from the storm brewing inside me. I long to be on the water, headed away from my daily routine. Last night Swirl hosted Women and Wine, I told B, I’m sick of women and wine, so she left me T, her little man, trying to survive…