A friend wrote that her “efforts” with a man over the last year have been for naught. Another friend told us her ex love was incapable of wishing her a Merry Christmas even though they are only recently split up. Another friend worries her husband is spending too much time primping and what could that mean? Another friend arrived in the same city as her ex-lover who teased her with text messages and ended up…
I got the fat end of the wishbone from the turkey on Christmas night and I wished for peace – all over the world – and especially here in New Orleans. Only I read the police reports and it seems people are still desperate and peace elusive: This report comes directly from the New Orleans Police Department‘s Major Offense Log for 6 a.m. Monday through 6 a.m. Tuesday. Armed Robbery (gun) 16:42 Hrs. Danneel St./Valmont St.…
The dogs and I took a long walk through City Park this morning because we could and because it was so beautiful outside this morning. While the east coast has been socked in with horrendous snow storms, down here there was frost on the grass, an unusual sight for us to see but welcome nonetheless. Frost kills bugs if nothing else. But it also glistens in the sun and it is a sunny day and…
One of thirty nights I can’t sleep I awaken to motion in the last dark out the window, tight against the hillside. I put on my glasses to stop the glass in the old house from wavering. Three of them, maybe twenty feet away, they nuzzle new snow, leaves and twigs not yet frozen hard, a poor diet, winter just begun. Foraging, chewing, staring lines into space. Their necks bolt upright only to the slight…
I forced myself to go Spin class yesterday morning and was all the better for it and today I went to boot camp because I need something to work wonders on my jelly belly roll that is growing thicker with each passing moment. But before I dragged my lumpy butt to boot camp, I managed to treat myself to lunch at Eco Cafe on Carrollton for a nice portobello and chimichuri panini with a side salad…
If You Say It Right, It Helps the Heart to Bear It by Mary Oliver The comforts of language are true and deep; in a cemetery, in the South, so many stones and so many so small. Sometimes three or four in a row. In this instance: Eliza May, Oceola, Joseph. Can you imagine the condition of the heart of a mother or a father watching these plantings? I cannot. But I try. “God taketh…
Okay for someone who does not do a darn thing on Christmas, we managed to make the most of this holiday by joining into others’ fun and tradition – Christmas Eve with friends and a big goose, Christmas morning by our friends/neighbor’s tree, Christmas dinner with friends and a big turkey. All in all we passed a good time, cher. On Christmas morning, our neighbor’s gave Tin new pajamas, nice warm fleecey footy pajamas, just…
While you are sitting there trying to figure out where to leave a message for your friend – her cellphone, her Facebook page, her email, her landline (if she still has one), a letter (do you know her physical address?), her IM, Twitter her? think of this, technology which is something that can make me howl like a feral cat sometimes because it is overwhelming, mind boggling, and disruptive, is equally as fascinating, hyper enlightening,…
Tin kicks the wall to a steady beat from his crib, we knock back from our adjoining wall in our bathroom. He plays the piano on everything and drums on the computers so we are constantly moving him away from the table and laptop. He picks up his flashlight and plays it like a horn. The bars on his crib have become a bass. AND when he shakes his booty, we just laugh, he has…
Let’s revisit the last New Year’s and resolutions, shall we? What has stuck is this, we are constantly in need of fine tuning, revisions, and recalibrations of how we spend our days. It’s a given that exercise will be on everyone’s list but it is always on my daily list, so that is not a resolution or recalibration. It’s safe to say that I will cut back on my alcohol and food intake as my…