T minus 11 days
It’s only words, and words are all I have to lure you back home:
As soon as the front garden was planted, the butterflies came!
L drove by with Jake on the way to take him to ride the train in City Park – I was knee deep in mud and mulch – she said they hired the best nanny who seems to be some Mary Poppins character – reading to the children in the park and substituting their names for the ones in the book – Green Eggs and Eva – I love it! I told her she deserves…
My day has been hijacked from the getgo and I’m trying to figure out how to avoid these types of situations. My friend told me the other day that I allow people to take advantage of me and that I need to train people how to treat me. Well, that in and of itself sounds like work. Today against all obstacles I tried to make the most of all the wonderful things presented to me…
Last night at the dinner table the girls were saying that Martina Navratilova is in town to promote her tennis paintings – I can’t find the event but I think it is on May 16th – we’re going! – I must go, because sometimes when I close my eyes, T’s voice often makes me think of Martina, another super famous slav, only blonder with an affection for gold jewelry although, she too, adores (ahem) straight…
Hump Day – yes today is midway into our separation – one that I never expected to cause me and my psyche so much trauma! If you want to know why I miss T so much, here is how one of my Turkish friends described her last night: “Rachel, I knew you were in love – I saw the gleam in your eye, didn’t I? Tatjana is so good. She has her heart in her…
You’re in Istanbul, and I’m not. You’re in Zagreb, and I’m not. I grew up outside of the punkish late 70s and 80s movement but the drummer for Translator ended up being my downstairs neighbor in San Francisco – Everywhere That I’m Not was their break out hit.
For a week that lasted forever TGIF! I have officially gotten to the point where my mind cannot process one more thing. Loca has been awfully affectionate even without her walk – she keeps looking at me and rubbing against me for pets, and I do believe to a wee degree that she is settling into herself. Although right now, she looks like she could trade it all in for a nice long run through…
But – there is a gang of adult criminals from the east who are van’ing in young criminals to case our neighborhood and break into our houses and carjack. This is the latest: ***WARNING TO ALL FORD PICK UP OWNERS*** 3rd District Commander Major Elder has asked me to pass on that an alarming amount of Ford Pick-ups are being the ‘vehicle of choice’ for Auto Thieves. (Ford F150, F250, F350.) If you own one…