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Things that do matter

Really at this very moment I can think of nothing better than my family. We took Tin to get his passport and the woman who was trying to be all official and formal soon dropped her act as she was utterly charmed by Tin. He was after all wearing his Italian fancy pants outfit that T brought him from Europe and he said “Moo” when we (showing off) asked him, “What does a cow say,…

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The only thing certain is change

Everyone bristles when change comes – no one likes change they have no control over. I’ve really never met a soul who greeted a change they didn’t invoke with open arms. As a matter of fact, a friend I love dearly said these words to me the other day, “I don’t want one thing to change about my life, everything is perfect.” So that is why on a day like today that has change being…

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Think like a child

A friend of mine, Kim Frohsin, a very talented artist in San Francisco, told me one time when she was doing a series at a playground that she laid down on a bench and looked up at the clouds and that she was instantly hurled back into childhood. I vowed to look at a cloud myself one of these days. Yesterday, unable to focus on my growing to do list, I went downstairs and it…

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A duck walked over my grave

Yesterday was the first real day of summer and a preview of coming attractions, it was 84 degrees and stifling in my office and I couldn’t find any relief because turning the fans up was not an option with an elder in the house and meanwhile I felt myself just getting heavier and heavier. I saw a black cat in the distance on one of my ventures outside and thought, did it cross in front…

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EEL yogi

The Eastern Europeans are here and I’m always quite amazed at what makes them tick. For instance, give them a soft good towel and they will scowl and go pull out a dog towel from the rag pile and insist on using it. Give them a comfy bed after stripping the goosedown and Italian sheets and getting it EEL ready and they will complain they only want one pillow on the bed. It’s really something…

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My brain on heat

I was sifting through some lengthy emails and sort of felt like I was about to fall off my stability ball when I happened to glance over at the temperature and saw that it is 84 degrees in my office right now. Duh – no wonder I feel like a bowl of pudding left out overnight.

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Not just to be cool

I like to give Tin his bottle on the porch in the morning but the sun is getting stronger and we face east. He resists efforts for me to shield his eyes but this morning we actually sat out there but turned the rocking chair away from the sun. Now we have a better solution, the sunglasses T found for him in Zagreb. So yeah, it does look cool to be hanging on the porch…

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Don’t be too much one way

Loca is crazy. Okay it is a fact that a lot of people already know but to be clear, Loca is part of a breed of dog in Midcity that is part Lab, we suspect part Greyhound, and is part a million other breeds becoming a breed onto herself. She’s lightning fast, she’s sweet as sugar, she’s smart as a whip, and she’s nuts. But in my new attempt to go back to her training,…

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Living in LaLa

We took two walk abouts today, one after breakfast and one after our afternoon nap after we feasted. Attendance at the park continued to swell to the thousands as the day progressed with people who came equipped with gas grills, furniture, badminton, baseball, screened in tents the size of my living room, you name it – Easter is for being outside no matter what you need to bring to make that happen. Tin is walking…

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Beware of Eastern Europeans bearing gifts

This morning we made pancakes and T trotted out all the things she brought us from Croatia – her mother brought me a gorgeous Russian hat and stole and Serbian shoes that are awesome, T got me a lovely necklace, three new CDs with music from African, Pakistan and the desert and fabulous lipa oil. Tin got books galore in Croatian, gorgeous little European outfits, and a sleeping sack that he is wearing right now.…

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