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Keep moving forward

I woke this morning entirely too early and with a conflict. I realized that the road into my brave new world was being paved by the same toxic waste that had clouded the past three plus change years of my life and so I said to myself, FUCK THAT. And so it is that from the time I woke up way too early till the time I sat here to write this I became more…

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Peace be home for Christmas

It’s what the Spaniards call the madrugada, that darkness before dawn, on the bayou and I see the lights from the street lamps and porches reflected in the inky black ripples of the bayou. I can see down Grand Route St. John and it appears that two houses have Christmas lights so bright, I’m shocked anyone can sleep there. I was in a meeting where I saw a plan to put a three deep grove…

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A Gulf South December day

It’s 74 degrees outside in the middle of December, and two people just went running by the LaLa scantily clothed. The sun isn’t shining yet, because it’s been cloudy – meaning the humidity makes you want to remove any scant clothes you do have. A biker went by in bright orange muscle shirt and shorts. Seagulls are hovering around the bayou. A man with a white short sleeved shirt walks down the sidewalk across the…

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Taking responsibility

I’ve been bitching about the fact that I haven’t felt well and so I haven’t been to the gym or to yoga for going on nearly two months now. It’s sorta crazy seeing how I’ve been to the gym for years now and to go two months is really gnarly. I tried on a size 12 dress today and it was snug in the hips. Blech. Double Blech. It ain’t good – no not good…

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Happy First Night of Hanukkah World!

Tonight is the first night of Hanukkah and the menorahs are all out of their box and ready for action. A past love of mine hated my tradition and when we split up he told his friend, “Thankfully no more Hanukkah!” It’s really hard to find nostalgia for something you don’t know from your own childhood. Hanukkah is my childhood and it will be Tin’s as well along with an amalgam of other traditions that…

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My queendom for a cuddle

Tin is obsessed with cuddling at night and so we cuddle. We cuddle and he tells me stories like the one about how I was walking down the street and then came an alligator and he had big teeth and I started moving back and forth and I fell out the window but the elephant watched as I played the piano. I realized as we cuddled last night (ahem, after the 15 minute tantrum meltdown…

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