This really happened last night – very strange: December 18, 2010 Taurus (4/20-5/20) The past week has been busy, varied and full of choices. As such, you’ve been hitting it hard for a while now, doing your job, and someone else’s, too — and that’s just in the department of work. Home and family, friendships and money matters have also been quite taxing, if you’ll pardon the pun. Believe it or not, though, someone has seen…
Last night, I walked down the street to have dinner with friends – spaghetti dinner – I am forever in love with that simple meal. I love the mouthfeel of twirled pasta in my mouth, the taste of the al dente noodles against the thicker, red sauce and the fine sprinkling of parmesan cheese on top of it. On top of spaghetti All covered with cheese I lost my poor meatball When somebody sneezed It…
What better way to end a frustrating week than to have a cry fest? I put in Rodrigo Garcia’s Mother and Child and decided to watch it because I needed to chill out and I think every raw point I could possibly have in my body was piqued by my saltwater tears. Good Lord is all I have to say. From the image of my mother failing in the hospital, to the failed adoptions, to…
Questions Of Travel Elizabeth Bishop There are too many waterfalls here; the crowded streams hurry too rapidly down to the sea, and the pressure of so many clouds on the mountaintops makes them spill over the sides in soft slow-motion, turning to waterfalls under our very eyes. –For if those streaks, those mile-long, shiny, tearstains, aren’t waterfalls yet, in a quick age or so, as ages go here, they probably will be. But if the…
I woke this morning at 4AM because I heard a noise and the dogs jumped. The alarm was on so I knew no one was in the house but it gave me the hebegebes and I couldn’t get back to bed. I wanted to go up to my office but was not too thrilled about going out the backdoor in the dark even with Heidi, Inspector General, by my side. So I surfed the net…
I’ve written about this before – this sense of home – this strong tidal pull that brought me back to New Orleans to find my home. I think about my lover back home in Croatia right now and wonder does she feel home there? Or does she feel home here? How there is this constant substitution going on to find what feels like home – Spain? Croatia? New Orleans? It’s a puzzle because I have…
We were walking through Faubourg Marigny last night having been to friends’ house. The house is an old Creole cottage with exposed brick, a patio, and towering banana trees that yield big plump delicious fruit. The temperature had climbed up into the 70s and there was a damp gulf breeze blowing that was just perfect. Actually the day had been ideal, so ideal, that when I thought I would pull my hair right out of…
I was talking to this guy last night who is able to do anything with his hands from sewing to building anything. He will always find work because of his skills – he can do anything, he can building anything, he can make anything work. One of the things that has been the most frustrating over the last week has been in this situation with my computer where I can’t fix anything, I can’t even…
I woke from a dream where I was eight months pregnant and my first thought in my dream, was how will we arrange Tin’s room with a sibling and then in the dream I realized I was carrying Tin, in my belly. We had just come from a doctor’s appointment in my dream and the doc said the fetus had lost three pounds. It couldn’t have been the caesar salad I ate at dinner. Perhaps…
So T sent some photos of Tin in Croatia and one was of him in the Square in the center of Zagreb. I remembered being there myself a couple of years ago, but now looking at this photo that came to my email, I felt disconcerted to see my son standing in a country where my partner wears a disguise. Later, I looked down on my desk to the Croatian language tapes and thought to…