D is for Deaf

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I’m in Las Vegas for a short time. I Drop in to collect mail and get my passport. Back in 2008 I bought a condo here and called it home. I was alone and just started a job after a break up with the love of my life. It was easy to be distracted from him since moving in to a home requires work. It is here that I met M. She was walking her dog parallel to my patio and scared me. Who walks in behind someone’s house? I was upset and said “hey you scared me”. She kept walking and I thought ” what a biatche”. Second time I saw her I went up to her and said ” you scared me do you always walk this way with your dog?” She is deaf well now I feel better. She is from New York and she’s got that swag . She is also Puerto Rican which meant she was probably a good cook and loves to dance I wasn’t intimidated or reluctant to make a go at our friendship because I love people and this was no exception. Obviously our relationship has its challenges she prefers to write and I wanna tell her all the dish. Knocking on her door is out and forget about calling her. I have a few ASL (American Sign Language) moves in my arsenal having dated a law student back in the day, who was a deaf interpreter. I use the same tired old gesture and signs but she gets it and she gets me. There are things that will remain a secret like ” what’s up with having dogs that are white? ( 3 so far) and why didn’t you have any children? . I know very little about deaf culture and I was made aware of control issues between couples especially when one spouse is hearing and the other is not. When we get together it is between us and I won’t ask her hubby to interpret, He is a good guy but why take chances besides its all girl talk anyways. I hugged her and said I see you soon she says “When?” I give her that look and she understands.

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G is for Gambling.

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Arrival into Las Vegas Nevada last night is fun. Not complaining only explaining.  I got up at four am to be at the truck yard by 5. I tried my darndest to nap while traveling from Long Beach to San Diego then here. I begin to think about the din of Keno machines, the numbers I’ll pick, the waitresses that love to cut up with me  and bring Ginger ale with bitters in the tall glass. My palms start to perspire  and I lean into the glass to see those lights that I love.  My home is here and now it  is  temporarily occupied by family. I remind myself that charity begins at home. I’m a thimble full of resentment.

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Oh well. I am often a bridesmaid never a bride since one of the crew hit a jackpot. Damn foiled again.  I tell myself my luck will be ever present when I get back to playing poker. Later today I am meeting a new acquaintance thru friends to view  his new Corvette. He is a magician and maybe he’ll make me disappear.

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JUST THE THREE OF US.

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IMG_0219.JPG. Plans change and now Florida is out and Tupelo Mississippi is in. This time it’s a party and saying goodbye to some good sleep. The driver called me ” how set are you about going to Florida?” And “Brian is going to join us”. I like Brian but it changes the sleeping arrangements. So head to toe the driver ( six foot six) and I (5’6) in one bunk and Brian upstairs in the penthouse. All three of us have traveled together before and we all got along. We joke since Brian who happens to look like the actor Keanu Reeves, works well others also sees things differently. Back in May the driver told Brian “Dude you’d shit gold bars and complain they weren’t shiny enough” Thanksgiving on the road will be a first. I appreciate that my mom did not give me sad eyes or “what about me?” Which she has perfected over the years. It’s like the bend and snap “works every time”. Thank goodness! May God Bless and hold tenderly all who have served on this Veterans Day.

Funny Things

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Purchase made while stationary. Clips with magnets, can opener replacement car key, and an oil change. I walked to stores and it hit me. Being in a different kind of grind I notice so much more. I tuned into the bird music right away, the variations of cut green grass and aroma. I smiled…a lot. I found my steps dad unicycle and although I passed on it today (white pants) tomorrow let the games begin. Being out of the 8 x10 moving box temporarily is nice. Fried burritos and foods in plastic sleeves replaced with spinach flax-chia seed smoothies and Johnnie Walker Scotch neat. Went to the movies and laugh out loud because this kid ran in and out three times with such loudness that even the most mellow and tolerant of people gave a “Shh” and as the movie ended the kid jump and landed hard and immediately looked up at us. My mom said its that rebellious child in all of us that never leaves. Funny thing I had that very same thought.

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West coast Dilemma,

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image    Home for a few days, maybe ten days or three and I’m tired.  Thanksgiving in Miami? Turkey with a side of South Beach sounds great but this holiday is a family holiday and I’m torn. Driver says you can stay behind and the sound of that rubs me the wrong way. Stay behind? I don’t think so.  I often think I’ll miss something and obviously to go is the imperative.  I choose this life for all the right reasons and coming back is kinda sad. I’m met with parking tickets (not mine) a loving mother going Suze Orman on me and a bed that is not my own.  I’m not homeless but I am without a home.  Leave it to Oprah to save me from the indecisiveness.  I am doing the 21 day meditation series for the third time and today was Law of Attention. In essence what ever you focus on, the desired result is the outcome.  So here  it goes Korean Spa, a wonderful birthday with my Auntie Lover and a ” Ma I am choosing a path that serves me best.”

11 Forgotten Laws.

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Everyone knows the secret. Bob Proctor wrote the much revered book and at age eighty he remains on the speaker circuit. A recent visit to see my sister lead me to review via audio and text the laws that help guide one’s life to that of abundance and harmony. Listening for 2 years my sister says she often hears new threads that speak to her. The one that spoke to me was The Law of obedience. In my simple way of thinking I initially thought you had to obey the universe. Not the case let me explain. I was a visiting RN to an elderly gentleman who lived right on the beach. This area was known to be at the mercy of the ocean during winter times. His son explained while neighbors braced their homes with sand bags and diversion tactics to minimize the damage, his dad accepted that he was no match against the inevitable. Can you imagine allowing the surf to ride in to your home from the living room all the way back to the kitchen? He sustained less damage than the rest of his fortified neighbors. The law of obedience. My interpretation is don’t push or pull, to let it be since it is already determined. The universe is in charge as they say and belied by some people I embrace this law with gratitude.

Cha Cha Cha.

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Cha is Mandarin for tea. While in Georgia I get a lesson in quick dialog.  A warehouse guy calls off a number “triple three” he repeats it a few times and asks if I know what that means. “I know a few” (I’m kidding myself) and he is dying to share it. For example. “That girl be looking for a triple three” She is looking for a date. I decide to go West Coast on him and say. “She looking for a dub but she ain’t thirsty.” We laugh since I want to be hip if not contemporary. Come to find out once again the joke is on me.  “Darn”. Triple three translates to nine inches. Now I’m just embarrassed.  The Duck Dynasty crew has a sweet tea product and it’s a big Sigh. The driver was more eloquent “it sucks”.

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Dear Thomas

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I want you to know that is by no mistake we sat next to each other  at dinner to laugh and enjoy the cramped but cozy booth with six other people. I appreciate your candor and positive outlook. You had offered me such wonderful insight in a short amount of time. You have reassured me of decisions made without having ever met you till now. I know why they say “Save the best for last.” You are indeed the best.

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I’m So Tired

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My goodness how time flys. I was in the habit of writing nearly every day and now four days have passed. What’s a girl to do? I forgive myself and proceed. Orlando Florida: delivered to a mini storage 3 separate units and the “shipper” (customer) changed her mind and units like a million times. The futile attempt to use post it notes challenged every one that day.  What I didn’t realize until I was told by the seasoned veteran that she was a pro. She had insured her household goods for an ungodly amount of money which rings loudly of fraud.  The exchange of dialogue in essence was “I’ll see WHAT is missing” as opposed to “If ANYTHING is missing” that was also one of the clues. Her goods were pick up from a storage warehouse and not at home. Here’s the rub she is going to file claims guaranteed.  The amount that she insured “her stuff”  (another clue) did not correlate with what I saw. I have in the past worked at antique flea markets for  two decades during my  college years and while in high school. I was taught by many a vendor the nuances of said furniture.  I’ve worked at furniture auctions houses and I have paid attention. Art Deco, Arts and crafts, mid century modern (big hit with the Japanese back in early 80’s). Occupied Japan and  depression glass fakes never got passed me. Bottom line we documented everything and gave the claims guy a serious heads up. I am not sure the outcome and I asked the saints above to intervene because no matter what she too is a child of God but a bratty one at that.

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Overheard at the WaWa

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wpid-20140920_102719.jpgEast coast has a chain of eateries where the tired and weary come to get a bite to eat. While waiting I’m listening to the driver talk to his kid who is currently in college up in San Francisco.  “….We have shame and guilt and we’re not even Catholic”. I laughed because he meant it. I  was listening to  a healthy supportive dad talk about aging “Dude your life is going faster like the closer you get to the toilet paper roll the faster it goes”. It reminded me of a conversation I had with a friend (my mom) she said “you know that little hyphen between your birth date  and death like in the obituary..that’s you life” – – -.Happy New Halloween.

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