Whimsy
Yesterday, before the 49ers won and stole back the 2nd position, someone place a dozen black and gold flamingos in front of the entrance to City Park with signs that said SAINTS WIN. You just gotta love the who dat spirit here in New Orleans.
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Dreams along Clarinet Road
The night we asked Evan and Nina over to ask them to be Tin’s godparents, Evan brought Tin a clarinet he had purchased for the mouthpiece. He had intended to make a lamp out of the body of the instrument but then when he saw it there in his house he knew that Tin would just love to have this real instrument, so he gave it to him. Evan didn’t know that night we were…
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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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No blizzards here, thank you
I saw that a wild wind storm swept the midwest and was so relieved to walk outside in the 64 degrees sunshine and grab my paper. The front page was a photograph of the candlelight vigil for the two year old shot while playing outside. The side bar said 10 people were shot yesterday in New Orleans. Insane? It’s always around the summer when things get out of hand, the heat drives passionate rage. But…
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Dreams of you, and you, and you
I slept last night early – a product of the continuing headache that plagues me and no relief in sight. And of being exhausted from the day. Tin without the structure of school was terrorizing the house – he pulled the shade down and broke it, climbed on the sofa, bed, and table, wouldn’t eat, and pulled the video camera out of its socket. Breathe – breathe. After he went to bed, I worked on…
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No! CaCa! PooPoo!
I have just heard the word poo poo 83 times and caca too many to mention, forget about the no’s because I don’t think they’ve stopped yet. I then witnessed a temper tantrum that went on uninterrupted for 15 minutes complete with being called Mommy, Mom, Rachel, and No. My head hurts. Wah. Wah. Wah. CaCa PooPoo. No! Zora Neale Hurston Mama exhorted her children at every opportunity to ‘jump at de sun.’ We might…
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The (gr)ass is always greener
I was born, unlike the other women in my family, with large breasts. Me, I wanted junk, big ole junk in the trunk, so when I see someone who has great junk, I always stop, stare and appreciate. Today’s word of the day, callipygous from the Greek meaning beautiful butt. “‘Pick me,’ Aphrodite says, arching her back and turning slightly to present to him under her robe a callipygous formation more perfect than ever he…
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Compliance
Now for some fair and balanced reporting, yesterday, a two year old was shot dead in the head while she played outside in her front yard. A victim of a shooting at the B.W. Cooper projects. Perpetrators, young bucks who have guns and think that life is trivial. Huge problem. The only reason a young man would take a gun and foolishly shoot someone else, and foolishly kill a two year old is if that…
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Would you?
Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted… one moment Would you capture it or just let it slip? Eminem Our friend is about to become a mother – it looks like this adoption is going to happen – and as I write, I’ve just tucked Tin into bed. As a single mother of the last week, I can tell you that my friend has her work cut out…