I’ve got to admit to working my ass off lately – only I’m not losing my ass, matter of fact, I’m gaining around my middle by hunching over my desk and allowing everything but work to fall apart. My lower back is so arthritic, I’ve been getting up from the desk chair like I’m 80. I’ve got a twitch in my right eye. Now I pulled a muscle in my neck just coming upstairs. To…
I called Joe to see why he hadn’t mowed the lawn because you can barely see Arlene when she goes to pee. This is how it went down: Joe: I don’t come begging to mow anyone’s lawn, you gotta call me. Rachel: Whatever, can you come cut it or not? Joe: [Laughs] Your ex friend been trashing you bad. Rachel: Must be why she is my ex. Joe: Know what she told me? Rachel: No…
Last night, I took Loca and Lucky for a long walk in the twilight. The oppressiveness of summer’s heat waxing was offset by a slight breeze – and I mean slight. As I rounded the bayou coming out of the park, I heard a shuff shuff sound behind me and then a man drawled, “Is your hair naturally red or do you dye it?” Without turning around, I said, “Who wants to know?” The man…
Finally, the tipping point again, where I can count on one hand the number of days before T returns. Of course, she comes and I go. But soon we’ll be off to traverse the beautiful coastline of Croatia and enjoy many other Eastern European splendors. That soon can’t come soon enough but if the time passes anything similarly to how these three days have passed – I will be blinking my eyes and returning –…
Bam refuses to play Mr. Nice Guy to anyone – even family. He has been feigning indifference but for no reason batted Arlene’s head and gave Loca a run for her money today confirming that he is fighting for dominance at the LaLa. The dogs and I ran to the office to take cover. Stay tuned.
I was at the deli counter at Canseco’s tonight with a friend ordering Cuban sandwiches to go eat in the park with a gaggle of girls. My friend said, “I like your girlfriend, she’s calm.” I said I like her too. And she is calm. She calms me. My girlfriend is half way around the world and coincidentally was having the same conversation – her good friend asked what do you do for R? And…
Reason #2378 why I love T – today I was at a wine tasting and someone said they were reading my blog and I was writing about T being away and it was “so dramatic” and “so intense” and I had to laugh inside because THAT’S WHO I AM – BIG and INTENSE – and who loves me? My love slav does and she adores my intensity. In a subsequent conversation someone was referring to…
I am naturally an impatient person, but I’ve learned through love to quiet that tendency and to offer patience. It’s my gift to those I love. I still need to work on patience with those I don’t love.
I was standing in line at DeBlancs on Friday waiting to get my prescription filled and fanning myself furiously as my hot flashes have bordered on demonic, when a friend in front of me was waiting for her HRT script while the woman in front of her was getting birth control pills. One of the five clerks was going through a file of restaurant menus because the pharmacist was saying she was so hungry she…
F put out a spread last night at the Turkish party complete with a musician playing Turkish background music. As the party cranked up, so did the musician and the girls wrapped scarves with coins tight around their hips and the men raised their arms to the air Turkish style and we began dancing. Y called out in guttural yells as we all joined hands and danced in a circle. The music, the food, the…