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Maybe there is a connection here

I called a dear friend and caught up and was sadden to learn her long term relationship had recently ended. There is always sort of a pall when relationships you file away as lasting end. I picked up my prescription for more steroids to help my newfound balding and also had a prescription for Lastisse or the generic version which is Lumigan to help my eyebrow grow back – it says it can permanently change…

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If I did write that book

A friend was telling me that I should write a book – really? I mocked – but I am writing a book, it’s called a blog and it stars me and a varied assortment of other riff raff. Yeah, but that’s not the same he said, and I said yeah you’re right. Meanwhile, my life coach wants me to write about the experience of what is about to happen with me and my company, and…

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A stress free life

I was telling an old friend today, who recently turned 70, that I am working towards a stress free life and she laughed, and said, “You?” Yes, it’s hilarious isn’t it – the woman who could go crazy in an all white room with only a pencil – but I am working towards it because today I went to the doctor who put like 50 steroid injections into my head and told me that what…

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Across the years

I have a friend from high school who I speak with once or twice a year and it’s as if nothing has interrupted our close friendship despite the fact that we haven’t lived in the same city for more than thirty years. But she knows me and I know her. And after the Federal Flood she also became my safe haven for evacuation, always succoring me and whoever else showed up with my party (dogs…

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My son’s a leader

Went to speak to parent teacher meeting today to discuss Tin and was happy to learn that he is a natural born leader and is taking the entire class on his fantasy of being a jazz performer. Apparently in outside play he holds court and performs his imaginary trombone while the children sit on the grass in a row and pass blades of grass as if it is popcorn and applaud him his efforts. One…

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Super what?

We went over to Super Sunday today to see the Mardi Gras Indians and Tin decided sans costume that he was an Indian and he would march regardless. And so we had fun, we ran into lots of friends and it was a beautiful day and everyone was in a lovely mood. A friend is about to give birth, another seemed to have separated from her husband, and others were just out enjoying the day.…

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a shadow of what I used to be

I was looking at going out to this birthday gathering and I really wasn’t quite up for it – proving yet again that either my energy has suffered a rather sharp decline from a) turning 50, b) having a toddler, c) the lack of whatever is causing my hair to fall out, or what? But I was playing around with the topic of opposites – such as I had lit two candles in blue slip…

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The subject of men

I went to meet a group of women to toast one of their birthdays over champagne. They met in a nondescript house uptown that belied what was inside, butter yellow washed walls with paintings ranging from 3d to simple studies of landscape, cushioned chairs where the stuffing was all but gone suggesting years of use, a silver tray with antique flutes, soft lighting and every seat occupied by a beautiful woman – age ranging from…

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Now hail beautiful days

The weather outside is delightful and we managed to not make any Irish parade anywhere today. Hard to believe when we finally were able to all find green to wear. But such are the days – events get away from you and you have to just go with the flow. Just because we didn’t drink any green beer or catch any cabbage heads doesn’t mean we didn’t have the spirit of the Irish in us.…

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The vanity of moms

I was speaking to someone about my mom and how she used to beg me to wear lipstick. She told me when I moved out to California that it was a good place for me to live as the women there don’t wear makeup. The woman I was speaking to said her mother dressed with a lot of flash unlike her. I said I remember going to pick up my mom at the San Francisco…

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