After the gym, I’m off to see Pouring Tea: Black Gay Men of the South Tell their Tales at Tulane. I was recommending it to a guy friend of mine and said what interested me the most is that I find it hard to tell who isn’t gay in the South. Most Southern men I know are effeminate and so it makes it hard to really tell. Even the ones who don’t look effeminate –…
A friend was telling me that ten years ago when his father was dying of cancer, that his brother was a cheerleader for keeping his father going. But after several horrendous bouts of chemo late in the game, even the doctors said that the family would be better off helping him make the transition of letting go. Another friend told me that while his mother’s dying was over a long period of time, that she…
Walking through the park this morning, I noticed a tree with chattering blue jays and decided that would be my theme for the day – happiness.
Yesterday when we were visiting my mom I drew the privacy curtain between her and her new roommate. But while we were chatting with my mom, the woman was moaning in pain. I called the nurse who came in briefly to assist her, but then when she left the woman was pathetically moaning and so I went over there and rubbed her legs and said, “It’s alright” and that seemed to calm her down. She…
This morning we walked to the park with our young neighbor and Loca and when we got to the Big Lake we went and stood under the big oak tree with six huge wind chimes and the sound under the tree was magical!
This Friday we’re headed to the Healing Center that Sally Ann Glassman started with a bunch of like minded people after Katrina. They’re having an annual Halloween bash with music and crafts and food and lots more. Then Saturday, it’s hand out candy to the kids – or maybe this year I might do moon pies instead. Meanwhile the entire weekend is Voodoo Fest right down the street. So much going on in one weekend…
This morning the Breast Cancer run/walk went right by our house. We’re were watching our 8 year old neighbor while her mother ran in the race. When I looked up I saw a friend walking who had been through her own bout with breast cancer. The color pink has never been so wonderfully adopted for a cause then breast cancer awareness. However, minutes after the pink runners and walkers passed the house, T took Wolfie…
It seems like every beefcake gym instructor I’ve taken over the last ten years hooks up with a skin and bone girlfriend. What is up with that?
I’m having a girl’s get together tonight – a group of us that normally get together around our birthdays since we are one after another but because two of us were turning 50 this year and had other celebrations, we are only now getting back around to the four of us – actually there will be six of us – and thank goodness. I decided to make Peter’s Margaritas and seviche from James Peterson’s Fish…
I was catching up with friends, actually neighbors, yesterday evening and went to sit on the porch with some and chit chat, and then while walking Loca and Wolfie caught up with another. Another neighbor had left a little package on our doorstep – a basket with a gourd wrapped in a sheet that looked like a ghost and two little eggs that were supposed to be ghost eggs. It had a paper cut out…