I’m not a supportive girlfriend – I’ve been boo-hooing and pining and last night in the Italian restaurant I joined the baritone waiter in O Sole Mio much to the chagrin of my friends – but truly, I miss the physical presence of my girlfriend – let’s remember she is very new to my world, so it wasn’t as if I have exhausted looking at her, watching her, learning her gestures, or even a thousand…
This morning I woke at 4, then 5, then 6 and finally gave up and got out of bed. I took the dogs out in front because it was still dark outside and there have been a rash of burglaries lately. The sky turned purple right before my eyes as I waited for Arlene to first not want to come off the porch, then finally amble down the stairs, and then attempt to come up…
Loca – the black sheep of the family – found her way into a gallon of white primer paint and ended up with white dots on her dangling ears and a wide swath across her hip. This was after she brutally murdered a beautiful moth. T nicknamed her karakuzu – Turkish for black sheep. A better name could not have found its way to this little b.a.d. dog!
There is enough work to distract me, there are my good friends to have fun with, there are dogs to walk, food to eat, air to breathe – but there is a BIG JONES that has me in its grip – a jones for my bony dog – it sneaks up on me in the morning when I wake up, it scratches at me when I’m brushing my teeth and see her toothbrush, it wrestles…
Word up! Lots of upheaval on the bayou as girls girls girls are all shifting places at the dinner table. These things happen – but three couples splitting at one time seems to signal a realignment. The propensity towards promiscuity and instability was what I noticed about this small Lesbian community and it was/is disconcerting to say the least. Not to say that Lesbians are more or less promiscuous or unstable than heterosexuals or gays,…
Two blocks away we’ve had two break ins and one car theft. The neighborhood is under assault and we are now all on watch. Here in our idyllic setting, it’s hard to believe, but crime happens.
I’d love to reprint the beautiful poems T sends me but alas WordPress sucks and I can’t put in paragraph returns, so instead – here they are in hyperlink: Emily Dickinson’s If You Were Coming In The Fall, Rilke’s The Archaic Torso of Achilles [after finding this printed and on the kitchen counter, I read it and it took my breath away and now it is taped to the window], and finally a poem made…
Turns out J had an ear infection which was why he had the core meltdown the other day – after he was diagnosed, he felt sufficiently justified for his actions and proudly told everyone at school that he had an “ear confection” – gotta love it.
Woke up late this morning – 6:40 – and felt as if the day was already under way and I was late out the gate. So quickly got the dogs their breakfast and then got mine, remembering to sit down to eat it. Several people asked me last night how I was doing with Tatjana gone and I said, it’s unbearable. She makes me sit down to eat. I told my friend L that I…
Went to Swirl tonight – a Tuesday night – haven’t been in a while. We passed the time catching up with those who have broken up, those who are joining the MS 150 bike ride, and those who are just on the periphery of it all. When I got home, J called to say that she has it from a good source that the whole cast of the L-Word is in town this weekend for…