1. Time to think – a relative wrote that she is having a mini breakdown and I sympathized as I’ve spent a lot of my alone time thinking a lot about a lot of life events. The conclusion is that too much time to think has the potential to lead to a breakdown. 2. Reinterpreting history – a neighbor who is becoming friendlier every passing moment was in a deep conversation with me about her…
The weather has been so gorgeous that it is hard to resist being outside. Tin and Loca and I walked to City Park this morning and Tin ran around like a mad man and then I packed him back in and Loca and I got some walking in. There was a wedding on the bridge yesterday and a wedding in the Peristyle today and lots of little ducklings everywhere! I was sitting on the front…
Cokie Roberts was praising the Ursuline nuns who were sent here to New Orleans by the French in the early 18th century to open a military hospital and tend to the men on the battlefield. Instead the nuns came and took one look around and decided there was more work to be done than that and so they opened up a school and began educating not only the Creole children, but the Indian and African…
My dog whisperer friend found a scared and skinny German Shepherd on Orleans and because he looked like he was a drifter, she called him Huckleberry Finn. She said he is the best dog she has ever had. We talked about Shepherd and our missing Wolfie and she said these dogs see inside your soul. I must admit that Samm had that capacity too – my Pembroke Corgi – a wise old man he was…
I must admit I’ve been having a Loca issue lately. She was very mellow after the string of deaths in this house – two dogs and a mother – and then was doing pretty good about Tin’s arrival, but then lately she has become super psychotic. Her walks are being usurped by nanny timing and other issues and though every day she does get a walk, sometimes it comes very late in the afternoon and…
I turned down a list of invitations to do things today and opted to take care of stuff here at the house. And then one by one, 7 people showed up and I looked up at one point and saw Tin leading two grown women out of his room marching with his Boomwhackers and each carrying a set. Whatyagonnado?
My brother and I were corresponding about an old friend of ours who passed. She died in a car accident when her life was exactly how she wanted it – she was with an old lover but happy this time, she had just been shopping and she was headed home. I remember the first time I met her I was dazzled by her – she was a bookie and she had slightly bucked teeth and…
Since quitting smoking nearly two decades ago (except for a digression during Katrina), I have been a major gum chewer. Turns out Dr. Dov Glazier, who will be Tin’s dentist, said recently in an article that chewing gum actually prevents cavities. Wow, now if you could only chew gum and not look like a cow chewing cud, you’re golden.
Tin is cutting a tooth and right now air molecules are enough to make him cry. He drools. He sticks his entire hand in is mouth. And basically he’s miserable. Last time we were at the doctor she had said to give him two drops of infant Tylenol, but when I saw the other doctor he said just one drop. Mothers have recommended the hi line pills but the first doc didn’t like them because…
A friend with two adopted children told me that studies show that the girls tend to be very curious about their biological families but that the boys aren’t. The boys tend to be angry. Whether this is a universal response is hard to know as everyone has their own individual reactions to their life circumstances. My friend was saying the boys feel that they weren’t loved and that is why they were put up for…