I came home with so many goals and plans for a new way of life – I don’t want to die at my computer with my headset on and IM and Skype pinging across my computer screen. But alas today from 7AM to 6PM guess what I was doing? So tomorrow is another day – I fell off the eel wagon and need to get myself back on. Unlearning 49 years worth of bad habits…
Yesterday, as my mother lay in bed moaning and I searched her crammed drawers for the brace she insisted was in there, the television was tuned to some talk show like Springer or Montel or the like and a woman was featured who was some sort of psychic and one of the guests asked, “My boyfriend was gunned down in a drug transaction and I was wondering if he left a will,” – “NO!” the…
Walking Loca this morning, we detoured from our norm and decided to take a tour of the bayou. On our way back, we passed part of the Holy Rosary convent and in front, where one slight nun tends her daisies, I noticed the fence was being repainted from black to sumptuous red. I wondered which saucy sister had whatnot in her mind as she selected the new color. And I thought of the nuns I…
News of Hurricane Dolly ratcheting to a Category 1 and watching the downpour today made me a little uneasy. May we get through this hurricane season unscathed, unevacuated, and underwhelmed by the predictions of doom.
Wow – there are ducks all over the place around here – usually the litters don’t all make it but I’m seeing adolescent ducks like crazy. At the same time, I’m working hard to get my ducks in a row around here. I went to my mother’s to look for her brace since she cracked a rib when she tripped over Arlene. My mother’s apartment is the antithesis of T’s mother’s – you could eat…
I have thus far been able to manage my first day back at work by taking ten minutes between actions to breathe and pee. But of all the things that I am taking note of the large picture ones are this – my mother’s health and mind are deteriorating (this was glaring on re-entry), Arlene’s aging process is accelerating rapidly, my good friend’s daughter is possibly terminally ill, my other friend’s mother is as well…
New rumors flying about an alligator in the bayou – folks think that this explains the sudden attrition in the nutria population – but what about the ducks is what I say – we have ducks galore!
Eli: Ms Jerri, were you catching mullets in the bayou? Jerri: Yes. Eli: What kind of bait were you using? Jerri: Bread, white bread. It’s got to be Bunny bread. You take a small pinch of the white and wet it with your tongue and then make it into a ball and put it on the hook. Eli: You can’t use a bagel, Ms. Jerri? Jerri: No, it’s got to be Bunny bread. Eli: So…
One night we took turns putting our heads in each other’s lap so we could look up at the star studded sky in Lastovo – I have never seen a sky like that – milky swaths of of stars – shooting stars – huge stars – it was as if some force had peeled back a layer of the sky to show us a treasure.