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Open for business

My blood work came back and said I had too much thyroid in me now and it is suppressing rather than replacing my thyroid – so my doctor called (while on his vacation) and ordered a new prescription. He said we’ll see how this works and go from there. He asked me how I’m doing and I said, “It’s hard to tell what is external and what is internal – I just have this “whatever”…

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How good it is

Last night, we celebrated our power being on by sitting on the front porch with friends – I know, it makes no sense – but there it is. And then we came in and slept the sleep of the dead, the dead that sleep in a/c that is, a/c set to 75 degrees cool. We even put a sheet over us – it was lovely. Tin didn’t wake up until mid morning – he found…

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My two cents

I really feel that all politicians are fractured in some way. But I’m just going to say this and I will say it only here and only once because honestly I hate all this political divisiveness – it’s toxic. There was a day when a Republican stood for fiscal conservatism and social liberalism – but those days have long been gone and that is why I vehemently oppose the Republican agenda. I do not believe…

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The I of the Storm

I just ordered a glass of champagne and was given a bowl of assorted snacks in the Lowes Hotel on Poydras. There is a/c, there is WIFI, there are cocktails and food. I’m now a believer that I can survive anything if every once in a while someone gave me some luxuries. A friend is here with her son, Tin’s friend, and they are up in the room jumping on the beds in the a/c.…

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We got back to a hurricane

They cancelled the flights into NOLA and we were able to slip onto one at the last moment. And home we came in a plane full of Red Cross workers on their way in to deal with Isaac. New Orleans was desolate, no cars on the street, houses and businesses boarded up, and a sky that looked like it was painted on a stretched canvas. The wetlands were Monet’s, the mighty Mississippi river belonged to…

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What’s the question?

I know the life of a zen bunny is to relinquish all thoughts to a more esoteric question – what, when, how, where and why all lead to a grey area. I know the Hurricane in the making – Isaac – how appropriate that on hearing of a hurricane arriving at the same time as me in New Orleans made me only say – whatever – unlike the reaction I had to the Hurricane that…

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