Yesterday, Tin and I went to a baby shower for one of the woman in our community, that would be not only our community as in the bayou, or New Orleans, but in the lesbian community. Two women are pregnant out to here —— and meanwhile three children scampered about, Tin and two other little girls. Imagine our life – once there was the coming out, then the partying, then the coupling, and now the…
I remember a while back going to a nightclub with a colleague and it was very young crowd and we looked at each other and said, uh, let’s go. When we walked outside, he told me, “It’s there time, we’ve had ours.” A friend was over last night and was quoting Marianne Williamson who was sitting around with her husband and other friends on New Year’s eve and they were watching the grown kids get…
A friend was visiting and on the departure of her mother from a long holiday visit, she said, lamenting, that she did not want any changes to her life because everything was exactly the way she wanted it. But that’s not life I said. Life is fluid, and up and down, and tossed around, and rainy and sunny, and… that’s life. In seeking the answers to all our questions of late, there is only one…
During all the emotional upheaval in the house the past week, I neglected to say that Tin has taken his first steps. He started with two, then the next day two, then the next, and now the past two days he is taking four steps solo. Little man. And he has this uncanny way of sitting on one knee and holding his pointer finger up to the air – T calls him an orator, but…
We are dragging ourselves around the LaLa this morning, mourning Wolfie, our precious dog. But more sadly is what Tatjana feels never having had a dog before, or let me put it this way, never having had a dog, much less a special dog like Wolfie was to her. Once you have had that dog, it’s hard to imagine a companion that would fill their pawprints again. I had that with Samm, a curmudgeonly Pembroke…
They say bad luck comes in waves of three. In April our beloved 14 year old Corgi Arlene died. In November my beloved mother died. Today, our sweet soulful German Shepherd, Wolfie died. I’m done. Wolfie came into our life on January 19, she made it through heart worm treatment, removal of ovarian cysts, arthritis but she couldn’t make it through kidney failure. But in one year, Wolfie brought so much to our lives. She…
We did get the big dreaded freeze and actually it is supposed to freeze again tonight – apparently this arctic weather is hitting the whole country not just us here who are so unused to cold we could just freeze to death from the drafts of living with old cypress floors. The stuff between the wood floor is all popping out from the freeze which is just great as that means there is more draft…
Yesterday Wolfie was not doing too well and we almost brought her into the vet but she stabilized. Tin’s ears are bothering him because he has an ear infection but he is on his medicine and after two sweaty nights he does appear to be getting better. The whole household seemed in need of adjustment yesterday but it appeared by nightfall we had gotten there. Then Wolfie got sicker and sicker and we brought her…
We talked all afternoon about getting out of the house, about going to Swirl and seeing friends and having a glass of wine. Some people stopped by and we visited with them. And then we decided yes, we will do this, we will get showered, dressed and go to Swirl – it is possible. While I showered T1 went back to dress T2 and found exploding diaper. Then when that was all taken care of,…
There is a pathway that goes from Carrolton to the French Quarter. It used to be a canal where the boats that came in from the Lake, into the Bayou, went down this Canal and turned on Basin Street in a big turning basin. The effort is underway to turn this strip of land into a recreational path called the Lafitte Corridor. I imagine the future where we take our bikes to the Quarter along…