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    nyc with nana: blue whale and back pain

    Well, we seem to have maxed out our natural resources yesterday. Today was a slow start–even slower than yesterday–which was mostly my fault. (My 2 am blogapade wiped me out.) The weather, also was less cooperative today, and we chose to stay inside a bit longer while the rain blew sideways for a little while. By the time we ventured out, the rain had stopped (the humidity was still high, though–muggy, uggy), and Nana bravely agreed to attempt a subway ride. Here is the poem Nana wrote after her ride two stops uptown: “I do not like the underground, I do not like the sight, nor sound. I do not…

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    nyc with nana: a new view

    On Easter Sunday this year, my 76-year-old Nana and I decided we were going to take a trip to New York City together before the year was out. We sat down and made a plan, which was entirely centered around the Metropolitan Opera season schedule, and decided that we’d head to the Big Apple in October. Fast forward over six months, one AirBnB reservation, several touristy Groupons, and a generous contribution to United Airlines’ business endeavors, and suddenly, it’s October in NYC, and here we are. Honestly, it hadn’t even occurred to me to blog this adventure before today, but after the laughter we’ve shared, I realized I have to…

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    #worth1000words: The Ledge

    Rumor had it that, in his younger days, Coleson Masters was a  moonshiner, a racketeer, a man in cahoots with mobsters and hooligans. They said he spent a few years on the rails, and that he wasn’t a stranger to the strong arm of the law. He’d robbed, connived, beaten, lied, and, in all likelihood, killed. He was the type of sinner that even Jesus steered clear of. “Cuss and vinegar’s all that’s in his soul,” was the way Mama said it. And she knew better than anyone, as Coleson Masters was her daddy. Mama spent the better part of my life keeping us as far away from Coleson as…

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    17 Weeks: Time for a change

    Today marks exactly 17 weeks since my surgery. Since I pretty much don’t even think about the fact that I had surgery anymore, unless I’m feeling the hole in my jaw bone (which is kind of fascinating), I figure it’s time to change things up on my blog a bit. I will continue to update ya’ll on any jaw-related things that happen. (Don’t worry, those before/after pics are still coming…promise!) But I’m going to start transforming this blog into being more, well, blog-like. My goal is to start posting book reviews, musings, writing, etc. Perhaps people who are looking for something other than surgery tales will be able to enjoy…