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My red dirt mama

Last night, we went to Meaux Bar to celebrate my mom’s birthday. She would have been 76 years old. She was an incredibly beautiful woman inside and out and she loved life even though sometimes it was daunting for her. She never lost that spark until the very end – the twinkle in her eyes – the mischief in her eyes. She was always narrating a life in her thoughts that was other than the…

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Come light the menorah

Last night we celebrated the festival of lights by lighting the eight candles on the menorah (plus the 9th) and by having friends and food and fun and serendipitously music. The LaLa was meant for live music and this year, we felt we couldn’t afford to hire musicians and as the universe has been doing of late, it provided three talented musicians who came packing instruments and some Hanukkah songs in their repertoire – who…

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Dog ward down

I went to the gym yesterday for the first time in two months – literally. I went to yoga today for the first time in two weeks but that was the first time in four weeks. It’s all because of the bug, and then inertia set in, and then the bug returned, and well frankly today when my throat felt sore I just wanted to scream – ENOUGH! So today at yoga, we talked about…

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The Saints

We did not watch the big game last night even though it was showing on the big screen in the Court, the cul de sac around the corner. It is not as if I am not a huge fan of the Saints, but I simply don’t watch football. Maybe that will change with a boy in the house, although from the sound of all my gal pals, it is not only a boy sport. This…

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Black America

I picked up a few of James Baldwin’s novels about a year ago, and after reading Go Tell It On The Mountain, decided now to pick up Tell Me How Long The Train’s Been Gone, and last night, in going to bed and having a rare moment to really read, I became so mesmerized by the narration that I couldn’t put the book down even though my hands were turning to ice outside of the…

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At any given moment

Last night, after we finished Paris, Texas which took about a week to watch given the holidays and Tin and our need to sleep, we flipped on the TV, something we rarely do, and started watching Piers Morgan interviewing Tony Bennett. Let me start with this, although I knew Tony Bennett from his songs, his voice, and history, I did not know Tony Bennett until the day I walked up to the Jazz Fest stage…

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Ringing in the new, Ringing in the new

We will come rejoicing ringing in the new: December 26, 2011 Taurus (4/20-5/20) Get ready for one of your old friends to become a new cheerleader in your life! Whether they are back in your circle of friends or not, they are out there singing your praises and telling some very important people how talented you are. This could lead to a very promising lead with a career opportunity, or they could be working hard…

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And so this is Christmas, another year come and gone

Yesterday, we had Christmas at the LaLa, not what we usually do, but since I did find a solution to the tree dilemma (two LED branches of cobalt blue lights placed in the two flower pots), and I did find a black Santa ornament, and Aunt Jerri took the form of old St. Nick – well, it was Christmas. The morning began with Tin running into the living room to discover the drum set that…

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Not every house is a home

And so it was that after a coffee at Puccini, they walked around the old neighborhood and found themselves on the street where they had first lived together, in an apartment that now seems enormous in hindsight, but then housed a roommate that made it feel small. An opportunity came up to buy the ugly house on the alley in front of them, the one where the old man had shoveled Sam’s dog shit back…

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The season of renewal

“In the depth of Winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible Summer.” ~ Camus 2012 is looking slightly different than it was just a few days ago, I went ahead and pulled the trigger on my conscience and it told me, “You know what to do” and so done. The road ahead I claim as my own. My friend Matko in Zagreb said the same thing that Camus said, I need…

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