I have given up my nightly glass of wine and weekend gin + tonics for the time being and what has that gotten me – more energy. I spent Saturday, well eleven hours of Saturday, planting queen and palmetto palms and cacumba ginger and a keffir lime tree and vitex and some butterfly plants along with some madras plaid coleus (and a whole lot of liriope) and now the front looks amazing and I was…
We’re sneaking around the corner again and coming up upon Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year. It’s that time of year when God trots out the Book of Life and decides what will be. During the ensuing ten days after Rosh Hashanah, there is time to ask for forgiveness from anybody you have wronged and to pray for forgiveness for yourself. It’s, as you might imagine, a time for reflection. Who have I hurt? And…
It was National Dog Day this week and I was posting old photos of my dogs on Facebook and reminiscing about the good old companionship that I received from them. I also have been enjoying Heidi who stayed with me during July and some parts of August and who is on loan to me right now as there have been two armed robberies on my block in the last week. But National Dog day goes…
You make a house a home. You can take that as a truism. My house feels so much like my home that I am thoroughly reveling in the feeling of really enjoying it. Two large items came into it to complete the picture. The cupboard found at Ricca’s that I boldly offered half of what they were asking and got it at that price and the baby grand piano that my friend gave me at…
Okay so I didn’t gain ten pounds, I just had weight from vacation – you know how delicious Spanish beer and cheese is and now I’ve shed some of it, so there. And as far as not having my hair ever, ever grow back, I’m totally fine with that too. So here’s what I have to say about depression – it depends on what is going on. Jetlagged, detoxing from a vacation, and hearing your…
It’s one of the most amazing things in life to watch your child grow up. Tin 2012 vs Tin 2013 – Summer in Spain 1) gets his own milk and water out of the fridge and even brought a glass to me 2) ridiculous (still) about his clothes and what he wears – crazed lunatic more like it – but he dresses himself for the most part 3) said he was “passed Louis Armstrong” and…
1) First week sick with a virus – visit to clinic – antibiotics, pain meds. 2) Second week it’s Levante, which means the winds are from the east and cause the sand on the beach to pelt you with what feels like tiny pieces of glass; it is so hot you can’t move and there is no a/c; and there is a pressure system that makes you feel like you are carrying around a ball…
Every hipster I met from Madrid to Zahara wears a RAMONES tee shirt.
Ingredients: No sleep Forgotten thyroid pill one pot of full strength (Spanish) coffee to cope with 4 year old two ice cold beers to calm down Directions: walk up and down hot streets throw up #travelingisnotglamorous
A man walked by while I was sitting in a cafe in Madrid. His tee shirt said YATCH CLUB. I giggled so hard I almost peed my pants. Oh could I have some fun over there with the English language.