I got a sunburn on my bald head and now it’s peeling as if to add insult to injury. But my hairlessness is a constant reminder that I must change my life. Only how? I’m a doer – and I have prided myself on accomplishing the heroic – so now what? What’s good enough? What needs to be must should be done? Isn’t there a problem with idle hands? Idle minds? Isn’t this where Unabombers…
Faced with the daunting task of learning how to relax, this morning after Tatjana and Tin had left for school, I heated up my now cold tea and sat on the screened porch attempting it. I fidgeted, I got up and cleaned, I went and replaced all the tea candles in their holders, I decided to wash all the dog and cat dishes, I changed the clothes from the washer to the dryer. Then I…
When I was cuddling with Tin last night, he asked me what day it was and I said Sunday, tomorrow is Monday and back to school. He said, Again? I said, Again, you have been off all week, we went to the zoo, the beach, slip n slide, French Quarter Fest, your friend’s house, Evan’s Jazz Brunch – whew, I don’t know about you, but I’m ready for school again! This morning the look on…
I took the dogs for a walk this morning and it feels like months since I’ve actually walked the dogs. First thing that greeted me as I entered the park was a yellow crowned night heron, and then another and then another, and then a Great Blue Heron was tippy tapping on Goldfish Island, and a crew of ducklings startled it away. I was getting into the fowl play when an older woman came up…
Today, Tin and I walked down to Clever with his pocket trumpet and a strong desire to see his godfather, Evan Christopher. This morning in his latest Tinism, he had said “Louis Armstrong doesn’t know me,” but I responded, au contraire mon petite, I believe he does indeed know you, Tin Dangermond. He had been watching his Louis and the All Stars DVD and I could tell he was really thinking about Louis this morning…
I was reading an obit about Lester Breslow who died at 97 and claimed longevity was based on seven recommended behaviors: Do not smoke Drink in moderation Sleep seven to eight hours Exercise at least moderately Eat regular meals Maintain a moderate weight Eat breakfast So I admittedly have been sneaking cigarettes, faced with the loss of my hair and my self enforced new and more chilled lifestyle, I’ve found myself in a pickle –…
We’ve sworn off of French Quarter Fest. I gave it a good college try two days in a row and for the umpteenth year in a row, I can’t get my groove on, so blech. Meanwhile, our neighbors put out a slip n slide and asked Tin over and pretty soon it was an entire day of slip n slide and bayou hanging with all the neighborhood children. Luckily, I had the opportunity to walk…
It is almost a week of taking a thyroid replacement and right now I could climb through this screen – apparently you may experience heart palpitations, you may take a week or months to regulate. In the meantime, they hope they get the dosage right. But just in case you are wondering what happens next – first you lose your hair and find out your thyroid is inoperative and now you take a thyroid replacement…
Today was gorgeous, breezy and warm, but I can tell what waits for us – SUMMER. Already just trying to make it through the day after having had the sun on my head makes me wish for cooler days. Throw on my shoes and take a walk – no problem. But soon this too shall pass – 6am will be the only time that feels natural, after that, bam, blotto, boing.
I went to the French Quarter Fest with Tin today and let me say, after a half hour I had my fill. So let me just say this about that – I sort of (hate to say) miss 2006, when everyone had given up on New Orleans and it was just the people who truly love New Orleans with all their soul who would be out there listening to the music, making and eating the…