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Saying Goodbye to the Big Easy
When my hubby and I were considering a move to New Orleans, my daughter (who had moved there several years prior) said to me, “If you embrace New Orleans, New Orleans will embrace you.” We’ve always been up for a challenge, so we packed up our world and struck out on our adventure.
Ten months later, I let her know we wouldn’t be staying.
On Turning Fifty. Two.
“My fifties are going to be my best decade…” (pumps pompoms, does a high jump kick, lands in the splits, sun glinting off teeth)
Encouragement
Crook-Necking Squash and Tomato
Call me sappy and mushy. Call me idealistic and Pollyanna-like. Call me hopelessly optimistic and simple minded-like. I still think that Love is what it’s all about, Alfie.
Happy is Now.
Today, sitting outside, sipping a beer with my lover was all the therapy I needed.
If you get lost in your head and forget to breathe like I do, here’s a little story for you.
Please enjoy. And breathe.
The Straightening of Crooked Things
A fascinating look at heavy machinery; man and nature; destruction and creation.
Pet the Monkey
Noooooooooooooo, don’t go there you nasty pants. I’m not talking about that. If you don’t know what we’re talking about…well, don’t ask.
Today I had an apostrophe. I made friends with my monkey.
A Sticky Note
Now I don’t believe that God is in any way mean, punitive or prone to schadenfreude, but he/she/it certainly had a good laugh on me a few days ago…
You’re Gonna Need a Bigger Bucket
A few months ago I sat by the river and had a lovely lunch with one of my dearest, most funnest, supremely wisest and wackiest of friends, She never fails to bring some otherworldly perspective that brings out the very best in me.
Personal Stories
Saying Goodbye to the Big Easy
When my hubby and I were considering a move to New Orleans, my daughter (who had moved there several years prior) said to me, “If you embrace New Orleans, New Orleans will embrace you.” We’ve always been up for a challenge, so we packed up our world and struck out on our adventure.
Ten months later, I let her know we wouldn’t be staying.
On Turning Fifty. Two.
“My fifties are going to be my best decade…” (pumps pompoms, does a high jump kick, lands in the splits, sun glinting off teeth)
Riding the Train They Call the City of New Orleans
“New Orleans?”
Blink, blink.
“Why the heck would you ever wanna move there?”
Many friends and family just shook their heads at our news.
Then we loaded up the truck and we moved to the Big EeeeZZZ! Nawlins that is…sweat that pools, lots of bars…
Wuuuv… Twooooo Wuuuuv.
Thirty-one years. Sixty-two percent of my life have I spent with this guy…so far. And yes, still in love.
Ginormous Blessings Come in Wee Little Boxes
A re-post… In honor of my sweet momma. Happy Departure Day ~ I miss you with all my heart.
Short Stories
Throwing in the Towel
Having finished my memoir I’m diving into learning more about the slowly diminishing genre of the short story. Here is a recent shorty that you might enjoy… just a handful of paragraphs, but fun. Happy reading! 🙂
Just for Giggles
T’was the Nightmare Before Christmas,
…when all through the house, Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. Or a ballerina. Or an Ironman, a Captain America, nor a Thor. Nothing hits the empty nester like a Holloween without your kids. Even all grown up ones. I would have given my left…ovary for my kids to come crashing in, …
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