Apparently Bill C was in Kosovo for a gold statue of him that was unveiled – they were cheering his bombing campaign of former Yugoslavia – the Albanians were hailing it as a freedom fight. I know at least one Serb who would beg to differ – what she remembers are the Americans bombing not Serb soldiers but innocent women and children. Ah, the spoils of war.
Saturday night, my brother came over and rolled homemade sushi and friends came over and we hung out on the porch and handed out Moonpies and Jer handed our toothbrushes with sparkling toothpaste and I told the kids about eating Moonpies nearly 40 years ago and Jer told the kids that if they don’t brush their teeth now they are never going to get any dates. Most of the kids had rushed to the porch…
I was lying on my back yesterday in yoga class and thinking of everything that lies ahead instead of everything that has happened. I was thinking about my unborn child and suddenly felt vibrations that the baby was coming asap and I started crying and said to this creature – I’ve waited 50 years, you just hold on there and take your time, there is no need to hurry now. But the anxiety of the…
I remember sleeping near my niece’s crib when she was hooked to a heart monitor – she was premature to say the least. When it would go off like a siren in the night, my heart would stop and I’d get up and walk with her in my arms trying to calm her down. She was as tiny as a frog when she was born. I thought then she had set the bar high for…
The end of hurricane season, the beginning of the pagan new year, on the verge of losing my mother and meeting my child. My two big toenails lost to 12 hours of moon boots last Mardi Gras are finally growing back. Things are happening – we have ended a cycle and are beginning a new one. Our lives feel like something big is about to burst on the scene and yet we are relegated to…
In yoga today, we were helping each other with handstands. I helped my partner, and then she went to help me. I tried three times to get up and was there for a second and then fell. I said, I don’t know what is going on, I’ve been able to do this before. And kept trying and kept falling. I realized later, in my truck, that I had never tried a handstand in my life.…
I went for a two hour yoga session with John Friend on the Tulane campus this morning. I wore my blue wig in the spirit of the day. He talked about fear and opening ourselves up. He also said that people like to insulate themselves when they feel vulnerable and that in New Orleans one way to do that is to eat. He said when we have a lot of stress in our life, when…
Today is the midway point, where the lighter half of the year is behind us and the night gives way to the darker half. It’s also the day we welcome the dead back to stand among the living as the veil between alive and dead is almost pierced in the transition. If this were measured in a day’s cycle, this would be the gloaming, the time to reflect and rest from the day and welcome…
One of my mom’s doctors referred to her as a “tea and toast lady,” those elderly who exist on caffeine for hydration and some form of carb (cookie or toast) for sustenance, all the while the cigs and drinks are what is keeping them alive. He said they don’t have a name for men because men simply die. I remember cleaning up clutter in my mom’s apartment and finding twinkies in the oven, cookies in…