Month: January 2008
Refusing to engage
My sister called to say “why don’t you come visit me when you know that I am sick” – I didn’t respond.My mother called to say that she is driving to Atlanta to get back the Volvo I gave her that she let my sister drive off with six months ago. She refuses to take responsibility for her part in the matter.If you don’t engage – they can’t get you. But the first phone call…
Taking a cue from the Jews
On Rosh Hashana every year, Jews celebrate the new year according to the Jewish calendar – this year for New Year’s I welcomed the new year much in the same way that I do on Rosh Hashana by asking forgiveness from those I have wronged and for forgiving those who have wronged me. You don’t necessarily get forgiveness from those you ask of it but asking for it is part of the process. I also did the…
We don’t do cold well here in the Gulf South
This arctic bitter cold has descended and iced our tropical plants and turned our Southern red blood into slush. I ate the last of the black eyed peas today and am waiting for the jumping for joy feeling to return but all I feel right now is a great desire to have my feet on the ground instead of in the air. Loca and I walked through the park this morning – Arlene refused to make…
Baby steps
I woke this morning almost manic with joy that the new year was here. Outside the weather was cold and bitter, but I managed to walk Loca to Cabrini park and let her romp and play with Lance and another. Arlene pulled against the leash as if it was an afterthought. Work began with the usual array of phone calls and emails and organization. I then contacted and was contacted by a few people that I had…
Into the abyss
The other day a person who I am fond of told me they didn’t understand why I love ’em – it sent off a zillion red flags – who doesn’t think they should be loved? Everyone (well, most everyone) is lovable. So it gave me tremendous pause and helped me loosen the pull this person has had over me of late. After all, I am capable of great, if not profound love, but I can’t fill…
How to be a Free Spirit – Lesson #101
Yesterday, E said to me that I remind her of a friend of hers back in Chicago. She said it’s something in my hand gestures and in the way I carry myself. She said her friend is a free spirit just like me. How does one get to be a free spirit? I think it is all of the characteristics that make up who I am – that if you pick them apart, some look…
Sangre de Cuba
Ivette called from PR to tell J they are psyched about my coming in January – she kept repeating into the phone that I need to unleash my sangre de Cuba – that Cuban blood – and we’re going to do just that for the Calle San Sebastian Festival – all I can say is Ay Dios Mio – there’s some fun awaiting.
Fatty Patty
Fatty Patty is my new best friend – she’s lost some air but overall she was near and dear to me over the holiday. Last night, the girls propped her up in my bed and placed my reading glasses on her cause she needed some down time. The Russian spies took this head shot of her.