In 2007 and possibly before, I began developing Hashimoto’s Disease, which is not uncommon in women, but because the period of 2004 to 2011 was seven years of undue stress, my condition was amplified and all of my hair fell out and my energy level plummeted to zero. To learn more about the thyroid and how it is the master regulator of your entire body, watch this slide show. My blood test last week revealed…
I don’t know why Monday, which is the start of the week, is always so disruptive. No matter how you line it up, Monday always decides for you how it is going to go. And so it was that this morning’s early walk with the dogs was hijacked by rain, and exercise time in between appointments collapsed into a disappearing interstitial. The grayness of a gray day is made grayer by being a grey Monday.…
In deciding what to leave in and what to leave out, sometimes people forget that there is a whole slew of things we just don’t know. The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead. To know that what is impenetrable still exists, manifesting itself as the highest wisdom and the…
The Elephant is Slow to Mate by D.H. Lawrence The elephant, the huge old beast, is slow to mate; he finds a female, they show no haste they wait for the sympathy in their vast shy hearts slowly, slowly to rouse as they loiter along the river-beds and drink and browse and dash in panic through the brake of forest with the herd, and sleep in massive silence, and wake together, without a word. So…
So to know me is to know that I dream of going to India. Previous plans have been thwarted by another dream and that was to become a mother (check). But India remains for me as tops on my bucket list and now it is just a matter of when. So I was thrilled when students from Tulane and friends of Tatjana’s and now mine came over before they departed on their six-month trip to…
Tomorrow is Saturday and like every day in New Orleans there is just too many events to do – there is the Treme Gumbo Fest, there is LadyFest going on and a parade at 4PM starting at Buffa’s, there is a friend’s 25th wedding anniversary party, there is live music everywhere, and there is a walk through at Carol Robinson’s gallery of Sandra Burshell’s artwork – some painted at the LaLa. I didn’t get a…
Tin has become a regular at Music for All Ages in Louis Armstrong Park so now the older musicians call him Pops. Love it.
We bought a great book about the Kapiti Plain and Tin fell so in love with it that he memorized it and loves to act like he is reading it himself. James Earl Jones did a version and it makes you wonder what his voice sounded like when it was Tin’s age.
I was up this morning at some ungodly hour and was sitting in the womb chair in the living room listening to the sounds of silence when I checked my iPhone and found this interview recommended by a friend of mine. And it struck me, as I read what Christopher Bernard was speaking about, about being a writer and not tying up your art to mercantile pursuits because it will corrupt it, how I’ve come…
Wow, I didn’t realize how tense my whole body was awaiting this election but I can tell you the minute CNN announced Obama had won, I felt my entire body loosen up and a big roaring yeeha came spilling out. We went to Kermit Ruffin’s Treme Speakeasy to celebrate and it was a packed house so we walked down to Bertha’s with our little group and were there when it was announced. I have said…