I was moping on the couch, trying to get work done the other day when this email flashes across my screen from the Ogden After Hours – Mary Gauthier is there tonight. The wonder of living here. Flower gets in late, we’ll start her visit with some good music.
Yesterday, I spent all day studying different areas that inform media and I realized how often it is easy to suffer from tunnel vision. I’ve been sitting in the same bath water for so long, it’s gotten polluted. As a fiction writer, I always abided by the notion that all things inform your work – art begets literature begets architecture begets dance begets music begets just about everything – even the food you eat, which…
I had this surreal moment this morning coming out of the park and seeing the mayor of the hood. I remembered a dream he was in last night where we were sitting in his kitchen eating waffles. I was at the corner and the streetcar was coming, and I saw him to the right with his dog, and then a nun appeared out of nowhere and was crossing in front of us. That wasn’t the…
For the record, I’m not looking to make Tatjana my fourth husband, in case inquiring minds want to know why I’m obsessed about this Prop 8 nonsense – but I really can’t believe in this day and age that gay people can’t get married. I came across this today and have to say transparency never sounded so good (please also, ahem, note the reference to do onto others):
Barely woke this morning because I felt like my whole body had jet lag and basically have moved through the day in that constant state of feeling peaked, puny, under the weather. I went to yoga to try to shake the feeling, and while it provided a temporary reprieve, I almost felt like crying when I was in downward dog. I have spent the better part of the afternoon working from the den, and even…
A photographer friend of ours came over last night to shoot some pics of T and me. He’s doing a piece on femininity, challenging the notion of what it means. For T and me, it’s uncanny, how our looks betray us – yet it took me world enough and time to come to this realization on my own. The exhibit will be on display at Swirl, opening the first Friday of December.
We spoke this morning with an attorney who specializes in adoptions, her experience, knowledge and big heart assured us of our next moves. This is my Daily Affirmation: November 10, 2008 I give thanks for all those who have come before me and brought enlightenment to the world. Their legacy enriches me beyond measure.
Adoption, Stardate 111008. This morning we threw our names to the universe via domestic and international attorneys for a baby, whether that baby be black, yellow, or white, boy or girl, we made no distinction, we just said to the universe and anyone listening that here in our home and hearts, we have all a baby needs to thrive. Now, we wait for the wonder of what comes next.
When we got to mom’s apartment last night, the men from Honduras, Nicaragua, and El Salvador were sitting around the parking lot with beer and cigarettes. We went up the stairs and found my mom sitting there with candles lit all around her, smoking a cigarette and drinking a bourbon. I wondered later as I was falling asleep if she takes comfort in the night air there, overhearing the man to man conversations in Spanish,…
I rode my bike to the Lakefront this morning. It was the first time I had been on the bike since the MS 150 ride. My playlist was God on Sunday, a tweaked version of a playlist I had made to visit friends years ago in Ponchatoula on Easter Sunday. It’s actually a great compilation – from Why Me Lord, by Kris Kristofferon, to God Makes No Mistakes by Loretta Lynn. The criteria is the…