Janet Bernson April 6, 2020 Awake again. Is this my new covid-19 inspired circadian rhythm ? Well poo! I really would like to sleep some more since my damn dreams are so friggin crazy! Wow! I can’t believe I haven't used shit or fuck yet. Oops. Okay I’m normal and not speaking abhorrently. This must … Continue reading Days of my life #1
I’m sitting, drinking a loaded decaf coffee (almond milk and brown sugar - gawd I am decadent) at a round table for four at the Flightpath Coffee Shop. While is most definitely not Quacks, It is a decent coffee and snack place on Duval here in Austin. I have been joined by a woman who … Continue reading Another Day – Another Coffee Shop
Yes. I know I’m late. It’s now 9ish pm and I spent nearly two days recovering from no sleep two nights in a row. I wouldn’t actually call the days wasted. I managed to check, answer and trash emails, sign petitions (do they really do any good?) run some errands, get an echocardiogram, deposit a … Continue reading Blast in the Past
I woke this morning from another toss and turn night - like on a small boat in a big-swelled sea, feeling achy and a tad anxious, though anxiety-wise, not about today’s upcoming travels as is often the case. It is now apparent that my two days of Theraphi administered by the kind and able Marcio … Continue reading Day 11- Reflections on travel, health, eventful days..
It’s been a ride this journey o’mine - to bid a final adieu to my dearest friend Aristhaia Cash who pointed me those many 32 years ago, in the direction of my real life, when I had all but lost my way. Her words “Think of me as your operator, I’m only helping you make … Continue reading Day 10 The Universe Provides
Okay I'm not a groupie, that is, not any more. But I was, (use your imagination, many years ago), as they say, back in the day. These days? I am only gaga over my seven month old grandson Levi my four doggies, and yes still, my beloved Max, who art in heaven...but that being said, … Continue reading (Old) Groupies Night Out
Did I tell you? I'm on a cleaning, sorting, trashing, selling,donating and organizing streak. Lookout ebay and Amazon, I'm on a roll! After those recent ingrate jolts (refer to previous post), my desire to purge with great abandon is, well, great! How's that for becoming gratefully energetic in the face of adversity? Why just today … Continue reading Cleaning House, or…remembering what’s really important.
Its December 31 and I gave Can o'Max #7 away. Well, not exactly away, that sounds flippant, when that's not my intent, at least here. I gave it to Max's brother Simmy and his kids Zach and Abby yesterday, to take back to Lexington where they live now and where Max used to, long ago. … Continue reading Can o’Max #7 Kentucky Bound -Get Over it!
Here we are ... Me and my first grandchild. Yes. He's asleep. That's what babies do. Sleep. Eat. Cry. Coo. Pee. Poop. All those in a continuous cycle. And grandparents kvell in the experience. Whoda thought I'd ever enjoy the cry of a baby!?! I had only imagined my daughter or son having children. When … Continue reading Celebrating life…in general and specific