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Re-entry

 Hello again.   So.   I’ve been missing you.   I was so lonely…. Until I met ya…. Told myself I’d get by without love.  #backonmyfeetagain #johnwaite I’ve been listening to him again.  By again…  I mean I put a lid on the John Waite box and shoved it under the bed and allowed it to gather dust. Too much.  Too many feelings.   Let’s start in the present….  I work at the Library.   I have been married and with the same person for 13 years, going on.   I have 5 dogs.  I live in my Hometown again.  My daughter is living next door.   I have 4 Grandchildren.  Josie’s children each have two.   2 boys, 2 girls.   I am over 50 now.   I made it.   The last 3 years have been a real toss up.   I had what I know to be my first panic attack on my 50th birthday.   I identify as an extra extra extra vert.   However the Rona’ has changed me.   Social anxiety is a part of my everyday. ...

Celebrity Deaths

Bourdain. Am I supposed to feel the pain? He certainly isn't family. I find myself wondering how to validate the loss. Prince. Meryl. Michael. Whitney. But this guy... he is of my Tribe. I identify as culinary. And the guy he left behind to find him. Chef Ripert. But it's just words. There isn't really real loss or pain is there? Chef Bourdain was a representation of love and hate for me. His life was about my experiences as a Chef. He legitimized me. He made smoking on back docks a thing. He told you to pay specific attention to the people making your food. Beyond that. Seating you. Serving you. Cleaning up after you. Until Chef Bourdain we were no more than... remember to tip your waiters and bartenders. Signs abundant. He asked you to see us. And he paraded us in front of you. He was a Rock Star. I realize the implications of putting my opinions and assumptions about him out there... but I only speak as to what I saw ...

Coming out of the dark

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Levon

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He is the sweetest Devil. He is doing really well. Allergies managed. Happy. Social. Funny. Liza Minnelli is just fine with him. I see her stealing a lick occasionally. Loving on the puppy.

Hey kids!

I am still alive. We are getting adjusted. Job hunting. Friend visiting. Family dinners. Going to the lodge. Laughing. Our house isn't done yet.... but we are getting closer. My Dad put us in temporary housing. I have a nice Dad. It's different. To be home. But good different. We have the new dog. Levon. Who loves us and Liza. I will get there. I promise. Right now we are just holding on with both hands. Readjusting to watching the weather.... and drama! Trying to avoid all that. But we are fine. Truly. Love love love

New normal

Great big gulps ofold normal. Home. New normal. But we are not normal. So it is everything. We are among the Wild Things again. And today we sail on our own private boat to our own private Sea to where the Wild Things are. But it's really just our own room. With a bit of teeth gnashing. #max

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Do you clean your oven electronically or self clean your oven?