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Letting go and letting grey

My hairstylist thinks that I should keep my grey sideburns and not try to color them. He said they are my signature. I’ve been pretty tepid about this idea. The thought of grey hair on a woman has always sent me into a full flinch. I’m more like Vidal Sassoon when it comes to older women – if you don’t look good, we don’t look good. And grey hair except for on a rare occasion…

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Lots to lose

So here we are at week three of Lent which is actually only supposed to be 40 days but from Ash Wednesday to Easter it is actually 46 days. I think the extra days are there so you can go off Lent on Fridays or some such thing like that but I’ve only fallen off once and that was to eat a piece of my son’s first year birthday cake. I’ve lost four pounds and…

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The waiting is the hardest

I was walking Loca this morning around the lagoon in City Park and it was another humid still day with still a hint of cool in the air. I thought about the fact that I have been in almost a relatively stressless state of mind lately and how good it feels for a change. Then I thought about my cyber friend who just received a diagnosis with cancer who is waiting to find out what…

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Time flies

Yesterday, I walked downstairs and saw my little boy sitting on the couch reading his Goodnight Moon and I thought OMG he looks like a little boy, not an infant. Last night, we took a nice long bath together and I washed and conditioned his hair and it now forms these little ringlet curls all over and when I went to lift him up to T so that she could dry and grease him up,…

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What have I been telling you?

FASTCOMPANY: Why You Should Start a Company In New Orleans March 4, 2010 By Laura Rich What do entrepreneurs do? They find an itch that needs to be scratched and go at it. After the devastating hurricane of 2005, New Orleans definitely had a lot of itches. Years of effort to attract entrepreneurs and encourage locals to start something as an alternative to the corporate jobs that were lost are paying off. The city now boasts…

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Mommies and their sacks

I was walking out the door with Tin in pouch and Loca when I ran into three neighborhood mommies with their Ergo Baby pouches locked and loaded, so I joined them for a neighborhood stroll. Conversations about daycare vs nanny, about moms and inlaws coming to visit for extended periods (everyone seems to have an upcoming visit scheduled) as well as vocalizing anti duck, anti Disney, and anti this or that sentiments but when there…

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Birthday hangover

Marc Pagani just sent us some photos he took at Tin’s birthday as his present – not bad having someone as talented as Marc documenting your life: Then there are the photos I snapped like this one with Evan Christopher who offered to play for free for Tin’s birthday – lucky boy: And though we asked that people not bring gifts, some people felt that Tin needed something to unwrap after all. My brother gave…

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Social security

I got my earnings record in the mail from Social Security and it was interesting because I was looking at updating my resume just because it has gotten so rusty. When I was looking at my old resume and putting together my work history I was shocked to see that I’ve been doing this same work for 15 years (time flies). But then as I was going through my Social Security earnings record I started…

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Yikes

Waiting in the Social Security office for Tin’s number (which I never got because the wait was horrendous) I heard a familiar name called to the window and looked up to see an ex in-law moving very slowly towards the window – yikes! – the years have not been kind and there was something downright scary looking in their eyes.

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A fowl day indeed

The lagoon in City Park was so glassy this morning it was a mirror reflecting the white cotton ball clouds overhead. A coot was be bopping along and suddenly took flight and sped it’s way to nowhere but the other side. The white swan circled the small islands towards Carrollton Avenue – my fellow walker tells me she is looking for a nesting place. Before Katrina, the swans regularly used the first island for nests…

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