T and I keep marveling over how Tin can play with his grandmother in front of the boombox listening to Blue Moo (a CD that a friend in Boston sent him) over and over and over. Songs like We’re in a Parade!, Singing in the Shower, and Blue Moo travel in an endless loop around my head. T thinks that Tin and her mother are closer in age than anybody else in the house.
I think we set ourselves up for stress by taking on too much in our lives. A friend just ran by the house this morning on her way to do one thing and then another and then another and then another. It’s Saturday for godsakes I thought as I dragged the plants into the bathtub to water them and then put the clothes in the laundry. I watered the cactus in the back and decided…
I dreamed last night that Tin had gone in for his eye procedure and I kept thinking he had been under too long and they said no it has only been 20 minutes and I looked at my watch and it had been 40 minutes and I was screaming at them to stop the procedure, STOP THE PROCEDURE. Good grief.
We were out with friends last night and listening to the spill over from couple’s therapy and I wondered to myself does couple’s therapy ever really work? There is always someone trying to change the dynamic and someone who is resistant – that’s the push pull of most couples I’ve observed my entire life. So having an outsider say to someone – you know he really is right, or you know you really oughta ____,…
I’m beginning to believe that post-45, I could easily measure my years in ailments – there was the year I injured my piriformis, then the year I had carpal tunnel, then the bunion and hammer toes and resulting bunionectomy and toe surgery, then the tennis elbow, then the other side of my back with the nondescript knot that is either arthritis or too much Pilates, now it’s the thumb. Of course. My thumb which is…
Yesterday, two colleagues passed away and we also heard that someone who has been coping with a lot, just added one more thing to their burden, a father passed away. I’ve thought about dogs passing, parents passing, colleagues passing and how life goes on without them, or rather life is punctuated by their absence but continues nonetheless. We’ve been reflecting on the journey as we approach our annual conference next week as an organization, I’m…
There is no better way to start your day than to take a walk through City Park with your dogs and see fellow dog walkers, runners, and the beautiful Great Blue Herons chucking across the grass under the spread of the majestic oaks. Dogs are interesting creatures. When we were at the beach both Heidi and Loca did some amazing things. I was walking back to the house from a long walk on the beach,…
The news today was bleak – in one news blast there was some hope that the oil spill was going to be capped soon and things were not as bad as they had looked before. But then the next news blast came from a neighbor who said that the oil was going under the concrete because the chemicals they put on the water was pushing it under. An update from Louisiana Wildlife and Fisheries says…
I hope Tin gets to this point in his life – I hope it comes soon and lasts a lifetime – and that is to love yourself. It’s taken a long time for me to acknowledge that I love my solitude, I need to dance, and I’m never going to be thin. It is what it is. Last night, my mother in law was talking about how she can’t keep her weight on and that…