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Where do I go from here?

Mother’s Day – it started with Tin in my lap on the toilet while I swayed back and forth. He had fallen and hit his tooth that is about to come out, the one he fell on more than a year ago when he fell on the bricks in front of the LaLa. The one the dentist said he would lose and has hung onto this long. Now it is coming out. Every time I…

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Witch gone wild

Last night, my friend’s daughter spent the night and about 3am I had to get up and turn off her light and Tin’s – my friend says that there is no difference between my 4 year old and her almost 14 year old – and she’s right. They both switch from moody to joyous in half blinks of the eye. And as we all got ready to head out to Zumba (it was 8:45 am)…

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My dance card is full again

Thursday – it’s Frank Ocean wannabe day, which translates into Tin dictating what music we are listening to and having me repeat the song ad infinitum. His mannerism, his focus, are all too old school for his tender age of four. Friday – it’s Sippin in Seersucker, a New Orleans tradition, but my first time to attend plus raining and cold outside. How does one dress for the occasion? Pulchritude in Seersucker (and a sweater).…

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Me and Stevie Nicks

When I was young people would tell me I looked like Stevie Nicks – and I think it was more because of my big hair than that we actually looked alike. We were of the same era – big hair: Stevie Rachel Then right after Jazz Fest a friend sent me this email (while Tin and I were knee deep in mud watching Frank Ocean, Stevie Nicks was performing across the Fairgrounds with Fleetwood Mac):…

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My Attitude of Gratitude

So I guess while I’m whining about cashing out my 401K to buy my house – #firstorsecondworldproblem – these two things scrolled across my screen: 1) The Dow Jones industrial average hit a new milestone Tuesday, closing above the 15,000 mark for the first time in its 117-year history. 2) MP (Facebook) 3 hours ago near New Orleans Wow. in the past five years, I’ve paid out nearly $150,000 to the bank for my mortgage…

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#secondworldproblems

New Orleans is not third world nor is it first world, it is comfortably second world, and here I sit in this place with second world problems. I am cashing out most of my 401K to buy a house with cash because I can’t get a mortgage having been in my business less than two years. Everyone and their mother has warned me against doing this and as one savvy friend said to me, “Maybe…

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Out in the countryside

I’m about to enter overdrive – I have a gal’s trip, a silent retreat, a conference to cover, a conference to attend, a huge report to do, and let’s not even get started on moving into my new home. All of this will happen in the next six weeks – brace yourself is all I can say (to no one there). So what has been neglected is my mom and her gravesite. I haven’t been…

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Being there, while I’m here

I dreamed last night that I had moved into my new house, and put everything away and all my paintings up on the wall and everything was just so when I realized that I had not even had the inspections yet and what would I tell the current owner as we hadn’t even gone through the act of sale? I woke up foggy, disoriented, still on my day bed in my three room apartment. I…

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