The bumpersticker on the old Toyota Camry said It’s Going To Be Okay and I thought whoever had the presence of mind to put that on their car had a good sense of humor. This morning I started work at 6am so I took the dogs out later than usual, this time wearing my iPod and listening to Ram Das. I was so moved by what he was saying that I felt as if I…
In the survey I posted before leaving for Spain, I posted the numerical results but none of the commentary that appeared – here is the commentary: 5. What has been the best remedy for getting over loss and pain? 46.4% Time 17.9% Friends 14.3% Family 3.6% Art 0 Travel Need to explain: Combo: friends, physical activity, travel/new perspective; and some losses are not really surmountable – losing a parent at a very young age. It’s…
I asked a friend what the sermon was like at mass today and the reading was from when Jesus walked on water and then Peter asked to join him, but when Peter started walking, he fell in. Jesus put his hand out to him to help him. The moral of the story at my friend’s church this morning is that Peter took a risk, which was good, but he didn’t have faith, bad. In keeping…
“A good holiday is one spent among people whose notions of time are vaguer than yours.” John B. Priestly Enroute – as my friend Julie says, always the best part, when the whole vacation is ahead of you: Madrid with Alejandro and Ivan and their gift to Tin of a toy clarinet: First night in Zahara de los Atunes – Tin sleeps in a big bed for first time: This apartment is closer to…
The heat index has been at about 112 since returning from Spain and my own internal thermometer is set at hot, plain and simple, hot. So how do you tolerate summer heat in New Orleans when the heat index is enough to make even the toughest swoon? 1. Watermelon – ice cold from the fridge, eaten over the sink or sitting on the sink. 2. Bike to Satchmo Fest and see if you can withstand…
I spoke to three full figured women at a party last night about how our children love to mush up in our bodies. It’s an amazing fact how Tin loves to snuggle in my breasts, knead my belly, pummel my butt cheeks. All that love to go around.
I thought it was shameful enough that while I was in Europe the powers that be in the great U.S. of A. (can we still even call it great) were having a Battle Royale over the debt be it the ceiling or the floor, and yet when Standard and Poor’s downgraded the US credit and China, our largest creditor went all dragon fire on us, I just thought, oh here we go. This is going…
You know that whole thing about intuition right? I mean Oprah dedicated her recent issue to it, The Power of Now talks about it, and Blink was all about using your gut to guide you through life. Of all the things that we were not thinking of as we juggled the mess our life was in before leaving for vacation, the one thing that seemed the most certain was that Tin would start at the…
Okay this just in – a guy admits to having sex with a cat before he threw it out the window of his apartment window. Feline vigilante For the Love of God here would like to do the reverse, with that sandpaper tongue of the little cat, and that is just beginning of this guy’s sentence.
On the trip out the door and on to Spain, we were seriously considering having to sell the LaLa but one of the main anchors that kept me from going whole hog in that direction was that Tin was starting the Montessori School right across the bayou, and he would cross the Magnolia Bridge every day that we walked him to school. This was the mental picture that I couldn’t extract from my brain. Well…