Dear Mom: This is the letter I’m not going to write you, but it’s the one I want to write. Since I was a little girl I’ve always wanted to take care of you, to make things better for you. This has manifested itself in dreaming of buying you a nice little cottage with a garden to live in, dreams of taking you to wonderful foreign countries to experience the likes of Venice or to…
My horoscope today said: March 07, 2009 Taurus (4/20-5/20) You’ve finished a long journey recently, but the view you expected to have on climbing this mountain isn’t quite as impressive as you hoped it would be. Okay, on the one hand this is a big disappointment. But on the other hand, this could be seen as a nice surprise. Life never brings you what you expect — it usually brings you more. Remember that experience…
The doctor’s appointment went well today – 27 weeks – everyone fine – we’ve had no baby mama drama at all to speak of – but in the background is the grinding noise of the father who doesn’t have a plan for caring for the baby but has as a plan that no one else come up with a solution because he’s beating his chest to make sure everyone knows he roars the loudest. A…
Let’s just say the confluence of my mother sticking her head in the sand about her faltering health and finances and endlessly repeating the same mantra which is “I don’t want to be a burden to anyone” – (well, wake up and smell the coffee, you are!) – and Arlene not making it through the night anymore because of her incontinence – then this morning Loca eating Wolfie’s diuretic – my reading too much news…
I don’t care what anybody says I love John Denver and his song, If I had a day that I could give to you, I’d give to you a day just like today. Sunshine on my shoulder, makes me happy. But I digress, T and I met for a beer at Brasserie Marigny today because it was too beautiful to stay inside. Not just any beer but a Stella Artois – have you seen these…
I’ve been pissy and moany lately because of the virus I was getting over, the menopause that hasn’t really kicked in completely, and just generally not feeling 100%. My gf tells me this is purely an American trait, to expect that every day you will be 150% and go go go. In Eastern Europe, a day is a day, where if you are peaked, so be it, and if you are moody, so be it,…
Today is outstanding – OUTSTANDING – Loca and I went for a longer walk through City Park and the cypress trees are leafing out with that chartreuse green that only a cypress can produce. We ran into one of our fellow walkers who we haven’t seen for a while and he said he was hibernating because of the cold (uh, that would be about 40 to 50 degrees for your yankees). He said I don’t…
A friend of mine, also turning 50 this year, tells me a guy we both know who is slightly younger than us made this proclamation the other day: “I’ve decided to date only younger women.” Thanks dear man friend for missing out on the best experience of your life – a woman of substance who has lived, learned, and most likely knows how to have more fun than you could ever have on your own,…
There is something easier about being with a woman in this period of my life. The hot flashes, the rage and edginess, the everything else that menopause brings on. With a man, I was reluctant to speak honestly about these things because it seemed diminishing of my sexuality, my attractiveness, and everything else that goes between males and females. The thing is that I’m still the same person but instead of young and ignorant and…