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Ephemeral world

I was lighting the candle for my mom this morning when I looked outside and saw that the crepe myrtles are leafing up. Foolish trees, don’t they know it’s fall? Meanwhile, back at the ranch, last night friends came over and we talked seriously about New Orleans and our attachment to this place. But my friend asks, “Could I be evacuating all the time when I’m 70 years old?” New Orleans has almost become a…

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Someone I’m used to

I went for a brief run in City Park this morning because my bike ride is being squished into the need to get some items for a school meeting tonight plus work. So be it. But as I was running I ran into a fellow park walker and he called me Red, as he always has, but then he stopped himself. As I ran past him I realized that I have spent 2012 grieving the…

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Losing my om

Everyone needs to find a chant to meditate on, to help clear the mind of all the nonsense coming in and out. So I picked RAM because I had been listening to a lot of Ram Dass and that is what he uses to calm his mind and enter meditation. Ram means god. But last night, as I tried to sleep through coughing, wheezing and general aches and pain, not to mention the security alarm…

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TwosDay

So Tin’s virus turned into my virus on perhaps the busiest work week of my career – Murphy’s Law – you decide. For me, I’m trying to power through the urge to run and throw up with the overarching need to get my interviews typed up and my calls locked and loaded. I tried one call this morning but as I hacked and hacked into the receiver I quickly realized that it wasn’t going to…

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Bent but not broken

Today was as challenging as any Monday as Tin woke with his fever still raging and so all efforts to get through what was to be a productive and busy Monday were morphed into a Cat in the Hat juggling on a ball scenario. Here try some dominos, here look at a video of Louis Armstrong, here do ABC’s on Mommy’s phone. Sigh. No matter – the day was productive. My swimming became a quick…

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Who has your back?

Ever notice that while you busy your mind with outlining what you lack, the universe keeps heaping stuff at you that you never knew you needed? That’s right, it’s time to wake up and smell the coffee, even if it is decaf, it’s going to be good. A fellow blogger sent me a note with lines from a song. What’s interesting is that everyone thinks when they see a bald woman that a) she has…

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War, what is it good for

Last night, we watched War Horse, don’t ask me why. Somewhere I read a good review of it and added it to our Netflix list and there it came right after the storm and we were wanting to watch a movie and so next thing you know, we’re watching War Horse. Tear jerker from beginning to end and afterwards, when the credits rolled, and Steven Spielberg’s name came up as Director, we both simultaneously said,…

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You know it’s fall when

1) You feel the sun warm your head and you sit on the stairs a moment to enjoy it. 2) You suddenly can’t walk without sunglasses because the light is coming straight at you. 3) Cormorants, pelicans, and other snowbirds return to the bayou. 4) You turn the water down on the irrigation system. 5) The inflatable pool sits deflated. 6) Your psycho dog has even more energy. 7) You start wanting soup. 8) Before…

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Bbbbbbald is all

Okay so I have spent the last few days squinting at the computer and not leaving my chair and my right back is killing me. Tatjana asks me everyday, “Did you do something for yourself today?” Uh, no. But I’ve been busy. I took Tin to a kid’s birthday party the other day and just went bald – to hell with it, it’s hot – my friend’s father, who is kind of a hottie, said…

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Another day in Paradise

A.Word.A.Day with Anu Garg fool’s paradise PRONUNCIATION: (foolz PAR-uh-dys, -dyz) MEANING: noun: A state of happiness based on false hopes. Yesterday was a start over type of day, everything back to a routine. I went for a swim and was pleased when several swimmers commented that I am a “fast swimmer” – it made me go even faster. Of course, I had gone in the morning when the blue hairs go swimming, but nonetheless, I’ll…

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