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April 19, 2014

Okay okay I’ll check myself into the Betty Ford Program for Craigslist addicts. I’m telling you the site is like crack for shoppers. But seriously where am I going to find great pieces at amazing prices? And the only way to get the good stuff is to get there first. So I admit right now I am a little obsessed but at least my insomnia has an upside. Shopping at four a.m. There is a list and its whittling down nicely. Plus there is an end. I really only still need the bed. The bookshelves, guest bed, four other dining room chairs and the rest can follow in due course. So maybe I can get on a Craigslist methadone program instead of the whole Megillah.

Okay okay I’ll check myself into the Betty Ford Program for Craigslist addicts. I’m telling you the site is like crack for shoppers. But seriously where am I going to find great pieces at amazing prices? And the only way to get the good stuff is to get there first. So I admit right now I am a little obsessed but at least my insomnia has an upside. Shopping at four a.m. There is a list and its whittling down nicely. Plus there is an end. I really only still need the bed. The bookshelves, guest bed, four other dining room chairs and the rest can follow in due course. So maybe I can get on a Craigslist methadone program instead of the whole Megillah.

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April 10, 2014

Wouldn’t this be fun in my viewing room? It’s made from a repurposed pull out and actually has hinges to open into a bed. Meantime I have a good borrowed bed if you want to visit.

The flat comes with more TV channels than there are numbers in the universe compliments of my landlady. After having choice of PBS, Mexican soccer or Korean  worship it could be fun. Guess I better get a TV too. 

I am so proud of myself didn’t look at Craigslist for over 24 hrs, but you know where I’ll be in the morning. Still need an upholstered headboard for my bedroom, dining table/chairs, coffee table, 2 comfy chairs for living room, an etagere and bookshelves. Let me know if you have any of the above. As my friend Tim said, “You’re just moving for a decorating opportunity.”

Wouldn’t this be fun in my viewing room? It’s made from a repurposed pull out and actually has hinges to open into a bed. Meantime I have a good borrowed bed if you want to visit.

The flat comes with more TV channels than there are numbers in the universe compliments of my landlady. After having choice of PBS, Mexican soccer or Korean worship it could be fun. Guess I better get a TV too.

I am so proud of myself didn’t look at Craigslist for over 24 hrs, but you know where I’ll be in the morning. Still need an upholstered headboard for my bedroom, dining table/chairs, coffee table, 2 comfy chairs for living room, an etagere and bookshelves. Let me know if you have any of the above. As my friend Tim said, “You’re just moving for a decorating opportunity.”

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April 9, 2014

Our New Brochure

We all know knowledge is power. Hopefully some tribes folks out there will recognize themselves. A proper diagnosis offers relief, ends the frustrating search, and incorrect toxic prescription use. Furthermore knowing provides a link to outreach. Monthly many of us meet on the phone to share management techniques, war stories, and offer camaraderie. Of course there is also the APBDRF website, http://apbdrf.org/,  chockablock-block with information. No more Sandra Bullock in “Gravity” syndrome. 

As you know I struggle to maintain what I have. Last week when working with a client with a progressive disability to remodel her home so she can stay there - stairs quickly become walls without doors - we met with an architect versed in Universal Design. He is in a chair and transformed my fear of rolling. The man was a cross between a bird and a rabbit, scampering, flitting gracefully from one room to the next; the chair an extension of his body. He had freedom. I got some faith in my future. And because of his intimate understanding of mobility issues came up with the most elegant suggestions for her remodel. Through him I have a vision to hold on to even though I will work not to realize it. Thank you kind architect.

Our New Brochure

We all know knowledge is power. Hopefully some tribes folks out there will recognize themselves. A proper diagnosis offers relief, ends the frustrating search, and incorrect toxic prescription use. Furthermore knowing provides a link to outreach. Monthly many of us meet on the phone to share management techniques, war stories, and offer camaraderie. Of course there is also the APBDRF website, http://apbdrf.org/, chockablock-block with information. No more Sandra Bullock in “Gravity” syndrome.

As you know I struggle to maintain what I have. Last week when working with a client with a progressive disability to remodel her home so she can stay there - stairs quickly become walls without doors - we met with an architect versed in Universal Design. He is in a chair and transformed my fear of rolling. The man was a cross between a bird and a rabbit, scampering, flitting gracefully from one room to the next; the chair an extension of his body. He had freedom. I got some faith in my future. And because of his intimate understanding of mobility issues came up with the most elegant suggestions for her remodel. Through him I have a vision to hold on to even though I will work not to realize it. Thank you kind architect.

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April 7, 2014

What a Day

Wish it hadn’t started at 5:15 but that’s just what happens sometimes. As usual it began with tea and then many hours searching Craigslist for furniture for my Elmwood flat while Jocelyn slept like any sane person would on a Sunday morning. My paint palette is fanned out above and then I found the couch pictured and the drafting table a bonus cause mine doesn’t stay in place anymore. A few emails later and I arranged to see the goods- a couch always requires a seat test. After she awakened Jocelyn and I had a mango, banana, pear salad, and went on to a perfect swim under the palms and sunshine of her gym. We walked the blocks over to Yerba Buena, she got a frozen yogurt, I a cup of water and we enjoyed the calming sounds of the Martin Luther King Waterwall. From there we went to hear our friend Denis Harper play the Telemann oboe concerto at a beautiful church. The glory of the day streamed in through the stained glass windows as the music soared. Hearts lifting. We left that to see the couch and table in the heart of San Francisco’s human diaspora 6th/Market. To survive and have a roof over their heads in San Francisco artists live amidst the drugs, waste, violence of this loathsome district. Trevor sofaman lived in a windowless studio with a communal bathroom, barely enough space to change his mind once a day and for that he paid $750: a rent controlled “bargain.” Seeking daylight he moved to a nicer neighborhood, a corner of another person’s small apartment to the tune of 175 sq-ft, enforced decisiveness. But I got the couch and the drafting board and left with Jocelyn for her airy, cheerful home in hilly Bernal counting my blessings and understanding why I feel so conflicted about the City. I think I’m making the right move.

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April 2, 2014

Thursday Steven came up for the xmas visit that never happened- remember I broke my toe and he got bumped.

We had fun, heartfelt times and tasty treats. On Friday we met Jocelyn at the Kabuki to see “Grand Budapest Hotel.” Loved it. Then on to J’s for a delicious dinner of her veggie/bean soup, GF buttermilk bread from Arizmendi- check it out Celiacs and wheat intolerants. J also served a pear and blue cheese- not cultured on bread- salad.

These days seems with my limitations a big focus is culinary; actually probably always has been. Also Steven gave wonderful big brother big help, always asking “Is there anything I can move or carry.” So sweet.

Saturday we lunched at La Taqueria which was a mob scene, line stretching back behind the juke box. The ever charming owner who I call “Papi” and who calls me “muneca” was manning the ship, told me skip the line and order directly from him. Guess I’m a Taq VIP. Always delicious, cheap and cheerful and adding to the mix a minstrel started singing and strumming. When we left we ran errands, then home for easy relaxed times.

Sunday J joined us for GF pancake breakfast. After we dropped her at home and took a 3/4 mile walk on Bernal. The day was exquisite after the rain, dappled fluffy clouds above the sparkling view. Moki scampered back and forth, sideways, sniffing, wagging, good times all around. Of course we worked up an appetite, I don’t care how much breakfast I eat I’m hungry in a few hours. All roads led to the Ice Cream Bar in Cole Valley. Here I indulged in my seasonal sugar treat: vegan coconut ice cream with dark chocolate and almond dressed in caramel sauce. Steven got a big old hot fudge Sundae on a silver dish big as an album. We were smiling large. The Ice Cream Bar has to be the happiest place in San Francisco. More soon.

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April 2, 2014

Suzan visited the week before last. Highlight: Ariel—Suzan’s daughter/my pal and now Moki’s walker—with her band playing at Osteria restaurant open-mike. Ariel writes a heartfull song and has a beautiful voice. Little world that it is, when she introduced her drummer and his name registered, I thought “no way” he could be the grown up son of good pals I had lost touch with. But looking at that handsome drummer I recognized traces of Mom and Dad and sure enough the dots connected. Soon we were chatting on the phone: three degrees of separation. Every day I become more convinced happiness may be the most powerful medicine. Move over Triheptanoin oil.

Suzan visited the week before last. Highlight: Ariel—Suzan’s daughter/my pal and now Moki’s walker—with her band playing at Osteria restaurant open-mike. Ariel writes a heartfull song and has a beautiful voice. Little world that it is, when she introduced her drummer and his name registered, I thought “no way” he could be the grown up son of good pals I had lost touch with. But looking at that handsome drummer I recognized traces of Mom and Dad and sure enough the dots connected. Soon we were chatting on the phone: three degrees of separation. Every day I become more convinced happiness may be the most powerful medicine. Move over Triheptanoin oil.

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March 26, 2014

Check me out at 18 at my friend Patsy’s wedding. Flowing hair and gown. That’s her son walking down the aisle - I think he was the ring bearer. It was a long time ago and so much has changed. Speaking of which, BIG change for me. As you recall I spent time in Berkeley a month ago to test the waters thinking it might be a good move. I was in the charming Elmwood neighborhood but decided it might not be the right one. Then Saturday before last a darling flat crossed my path in a kismet kinda way and after much thought and luck I signed the lease yesterday afternoon. 

Its big and one story: 1150 sq ft, 2 bedrooms, 1 bath, living room with fireplace, dining room, big kitchen, large jumbled garden that is all mine to improve, garage. It answers a lot of questions. 

Not only do I have to organize for the move but must figure out how/what and a million other things as I will be offering my wonderful cottage “suitcase ready” for its future role as a short term corporate rental. It’s very exciting and extremely scary, or is it extremely exciting and very scary. Either way I think the right move and if not, a year goes quickly. Of course I still have my business to run and exercise commitments daily, etc. Moving day is May 10! OMG

Check me out at 18 at my friend Patsy’s wedding. Flowing hair and gown. That’s her son walking down the aisle - I think he was the ring bearer. It was a long time ago and so much has changed. Speaking of which, BIG change for me. As you recall I spent time in Berkeley a month ago to test the waters thinking it might be a good move. I was in the charming Elmwood neighborhood but decided it might not be the right one. Then Saturday before last a darling flat crossed my path in a kismet kinda way and after much thought and luck I signed the lease yesterday afternoon.

Its big and one story: 1150 sq ft, 2 bedrooms, 1 bath, living room with fireplace, dining room, big kitchen, large jumbled garden that is all mine to improve, garage. It answers a lot of questions. Not only do I have to organize for the move but must figure out how/what and a million other things as I will be offering my wonderful cottage “suitcase ready” for its future role as a short term corporate rental. It’s very exciting and extremely scary, or is it extremely exciting and very scary. Either way I think the right move and if not, a year goes quickly. Of course I still have my business to run and exercise commitments daily, etc. Moving day is May 10! OMG

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March 23, 2014

I would just like to report I made us pancakes without incident. If you recall last time was the flipped flapjack/broken toe fiasco. Jocelyn made a fruit salad and we had yogurt for a perfect pre-sunny Sunday swim breakfast.

I would just like to report I made us pancakes without incident. If you recall last time was the flipped flapjack/broken toe fiasco. Jocelyn made a fruit salad and we had yogurt for a perfect pre-sunny Sunday swim breakfast.

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March 19, 2014

My friend Shelley with whom I’ve been playing scrabble since 1974 and I are still at it. Now however its on our iPads. You can play anywhere. In fact currently she is in India. Her last play was from the Bandipur Tiger Reserve! How exotic is that?

My friend Shelley with whom I’ve been playing scrabble since 1974 and I are still at it. Now however its on our iPads. You can play anywhere. In fact currently she is in India. Her last play was from the Bandipur Tiger Reserve! How exotic is that?

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March 14, 2014

Who knew?

Who knew?

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