The sun is out, it’s quite beautiful and I just made a CD for my neighbor whose Mardi Gras costume has the Concordia as its theme – so Frankie Ford (Sea Cruise), Gordon Lightfoot (The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald), etc. You get the idea. For our costumes, I’ve got the materials all laid out and now to just make them! But who can think of anything when the day is gorgeous outside and little…
This morning started off on perhaps a shaky foot having gotten a call in the middle of the night from the Central Lock Up and some sergeant named Blakely. Only I didn’t catch the call, just the voicemail and it took till this morning to realize the area code was 713 – so unless someone in my family found themselves in jail, I’m not sure that call was intended for me. On the other hand,…
Our new life is starting to take its shape and I must admit there are times when things just don’t feel or look familiar and that seems odd. I keep coaching my own self to think more openly and look at the larger picture – that this is the life we are designing for ourselves and it doesn’t follow the rhythm of other peoples’ life no more than it maybe follows any of the patterns…
You’ve heard the old saying physician heal thyself, but we all know how easy it is to see the how others could just do some minor tweaking and improve their lives and yet, we struggle like ants with a crumb trying to scale a curb. I was speaking to my life coach the other day and he said he was looking at three areas in his life and giving them priority – health, fun, and…
The dogs and I walked to City Park this morning but detoured across the street to look at one of the large houses that line the avenue because the porch was recently redone. I like having a wood porch but the rain has been playing havoc with it and the latest affront was that after having it redone, the guy fixing the house left two tubs of termite control on either side of the newly…
I watched the news as images of Whitney Houston were shown against news banners that said the singer/actor is dead. Such a beautiful woman with such a beautiful voice and so beautifully messed up. Why are there so many out there with pretty girl syndrome – stunning beauty crushed by deep seated insecurity and demons? Or maybe it’s that you’d think with those looks, life would be a breeze, but instead it’s a death sentence.
I remember back in college when I was reading feminist literature by authors who fought the label of female, feminist, or anything that smacked of something other than “author” because they didn’t like the narrowing of their definition. I was reading recently about Cynthia Nixon who is involved with a woman and is raising children and how she eschews the label of gay, or lesbian, or bisexual preferring instead to define her own sexuality and…
They say the first year your child enters nursery school and is around other kids is when all the bugs come home and get everyone throughout the house sick – although, come to think of it, all of my friends who have kids no matter the age are sick all the time – trading bacterial infections, viruses, common colds, and other horrors that kids seem to get so much of (read: hand, foot and mouth).…
I have been given the one two punch of a heinous cold, infection, yuck, and bam, I have barely made it through the day and the biggest accomplishment was Tatjana getting the Z-pack called into my pharmacy and my not needing a trip to the doctor’s office. But I want to remember some of the parts that did shine through the grey mist – Tin and I have gotten into a habit of cuddling at…
When I was in NY, I was speaking to a friend, who had come to New Orleans once, and we had gone to my mother’s apartment to say hi before taking him to the airport. While we were catching up, he said, “I hope you don’t mind me saying this but after meeting your mother, I understood you more.” He said, “When I think of her, I always get a smile on my face.”