Daslu

I don’t know if it was the lorazepam last night or the massage/mani/pedi combo that got me back on track today but I am feeling revived. Whew! My gates now shut in unison, the computer man got the internet up for me again, and I am driving a stick shift rattletrap but it [...]

Cranky

I was going to write about all the fun I had out in Sao Paulo with Maria, but thought you might all be getting sick of hearing about all the fun I am having shopping in exotic stores, dining in fancy schmancy restaurants, and seeing live concerts. Maybe even a bit jealous. I [...]

8 Pins and a Plate

Another anniversary: 5 years ago I flew through the air and broke my ankle, the repair of which necessitated 8 pins and a plate (technically 7 pins and one big screw, which I have had framed). Airborne, I experienced what I think of as the “collapse of time”; I thought a million [...]

Mr. Understanding

I met Mr. Understanding twenty years ago today in California. My friend, Pasadena Rose, was home for Spring Break (I’d graduated in December and was living nearby). She, MDO, and I were hanging out at her house on Saturday when her mother came into the kitchen, dumped a few bags of groceries on [...]

The Migraine, the Plastic Surgeon and the Mini-Mart

I ran into my plastic surgeon last night at the mini-mart. Just out of the pool, I had my hair up in a bedraggled half pony tail, chlorinated eyes, and was wearing my pink muu muu. We both kind of looked at each other as we entered the store. As a renowned [...]

St. Paddy and the Invention Convention

The third world server ate my post today. I do not have the heart to write it all over again but here are the highlights from Buddy’s 5th grade Invention Convention on Friday:
1) a hamster wheel that lights up when the hamster is working out so that the hamster won’t be afraid of the [...]

George Bush’s G Spot

When I started the moving process, I told myself there were two activities I would not give up, the gym and Bible Study, even though wiping them off my schedule would free up more time to shop and/or purge.
Bible Study is held on Wednesdays. Yesterday was spent discussing the book of James, [...]

Bulletin

On Wednesdays I send off our church bulletin to the church secretary who prints it off for Sunday. I took the job on three years ago with Banana Jo and we did it together for about six months before she up and moved to Buenos Aires. Of all the things I have done [...]

Purge Redux - Dedicated to Raftbuddy

Yesterday I found the following items in boxes which were stored in my sauna:
1) invitation to Raftbuddy’s wedding and, in a separate box, her wedding announcement in the newspaper. The wedding was held June 3, 1989. She is still (happily) married to Mr. Bootstraps.
2) law school directory from 1989. Raftbuddy [...]

Tom Brady’s Pretty Pickle

According to my spiritual gifts assessment, I am not a prophet. But the universe sometimes makes me think otherwise. The wires are alive with the news that La Bundchen may be preggers herself. My 13 year old tells me, however, that Gisele’s family is denying the report. Feijoada, anyone?

Tom Brady Won’t Like Feijoada

Let’s take a poll: should Tom Brady get back together with Bridget Moynahan or stay the course with Miss Bunchen? According to the Brasilian press, it’s tudo de bom with Gisele that Tom’s ex-girlfriend is preggers with his child. A minor monkey wrench in a fledgling romance. [...]

Blah Blah Blog

This post will be short since I am experiencing Carnaval letdown, single parenting, and Lenten remorse. Lest you think I am complaining, I am not; I am just uninspired and overwhelmed about the next six months. KT left Brazil for good on Saturday and now I have no one with whom to discuss [...]

Conversation with Ticket Counter Agent

More importantly, back to Carnaval …
“I see you have been to the parade. Which school did you parade in?” asked the Gol Ticket counter agent.
“Mangueira. We only took third. You know, the kerfuffle with Beth Carvalho and all,” replied Maria.
“You’re not staying for the Parade of Champions? That’s [...]

Johnny the Caterpillar

“Good news, Mom!” Sunshine announced when she came home from school the other day.
“Johnny the Caterpillar has turned into a chrysallis!”
Johnny is now joined by Ike and Ynalva in his plastic container. Ike and Ynalva are still in the crawly stage, however.

Prato da Boa Lembrança

Ah, the fake tan has faded but the memories linger …
One might think we would have stayed in bed all day after the parade but no, we rallied in the afternoon and went to Ipanema for a late lunch, as part of our quest to obtain what we call a “plate dish”. Yes, I [...]