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Happy Birthday mom!

Today’s my mom’s birthday, she would have been 74 years old today. She had a long and interesting life, so today celebrate the life of a beautiful, loving, and interesting woman. We’re going to – the sun is shining outside on the bayou, my son is saying DADADADADADA (and at times we think he is saying Who Dat!), and my partner is walking around in her thermal pipi’s that she stays in when it gets…

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In the spirit of Patsy

December 28th is my mom’s birthday and I’ve been feeling bummed out about the whole thing despite having this enormous bundle of joy in my life – damn it, I miss my mother. But instead of moping, in the spirit of my mom, T and I are going to get all dolled up tomorrow and go out to dinner to celebrate mom’s birthday. My rubber band heart that keeps expanding and contracting wants to remember…

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Saving the German Shepherds

When we took in Wolfie we didn’t want a) another dog, and b) a German Shepherd, but then something happened – she won our hearts and the breed has captured our imagination. Anyone who owns a German Shepherd knows this about them, but I never had one so all of her GS ways have been a revelation. She’s soulful, thoughtful, loyal to a fault, protective, assertive and gentle, and she adores T1, just adores her…

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The perfect hat!

Once upon a time Rachel was obsessed with finding the perfect shoes, purse, wallet, jeans – you name it. But now I’ve been obsessed with the perfect hat for Tin. Even going so far as to ask people who have brought beautiful gifts that if they see a good hat, not a baseball cap, but a good hat that is lightweight and will protect his head from the sun to buy it and I’ll reimburse…

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Learning how to crawl

We walked to City Park this morning, me, T1, T2 and Loca and it was a glorious day. The park is undergoing a great deal of renovation and what is there so far looks wonderful – first class for our third world city. The big lawn with the bench swings and the palms lining the square are all wonderful. I perched on the bench swing with T2 on me while T1 ran to the bathroom…

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Santa came through the front door

Tin woke up this morning to three presents waiting for him – two from Aunties and one from his Uncles, which was a Saints warm up outfit. So today instead of his Santa outfit, we put on the Who Dat tee shirt his other uncle gave him for Hanukkah and donned his black and gold. Then neighbors came by to bring Tin books. They say a child arrives with a loaf of bread under his…

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The best of New Orleans

We went around the Quarter today, just hunting for a place that could take the tourist and local favorite place of Cafe du Monde but alas – foiled again – it and every other place in New Orleans was closed for Christmas. Jews seeking out Chinese restaurants is an old stereotype but it’s actually true – there is no place to go on Christmas. The Roosevelt was decked out with lights and trees and we…

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The Christmas Story

For some reason, all of my significant partners in life have been atheists. Today’s Christmas – not a morning that Jews are stirring because there are no gifts and there is no tree. But here at the LaLa where we live, we have a Christmas Story and it goes something like this, my mother who is now angel knew that there was one thing in my wonderful life I wanted more than anything else –…

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Bayou babe

Our friend, Marc Pagani came over to photograph Tin today and he was a little porky ham for the camera. Then came aunties of all stripes with books and then an uncle driving by with a nicely wrapped gift. Thankfully for Tin – whose mommies are Jewish and Atheist – three wise aunts and uncles gave him gifts to open on Christmas morning. In the middle of all of this  – a wide colorful rainbow appeared…

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Don’t cry for me

I outfitted Tin in the Moby wrap and he, Loca and I went for a walk into the park again. We were making our way to the wind chimes when a woman with a big moppy dog who laid down in the middle of the path to play with Loca tripped us up. Loca wasn’t in the mood – she was overbearing because she could tell the dog was submissive. And so I was trying…

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