Long Hollow

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Realtor, writer, blogger in Austin, TX

Category: Me and Him

  • More “Love is…”

    …Love is being greeted at the door by Brooks and Dunne singing "Still in Love With You" and the smell of grilled steaks and baked potatoes. (Love is leaving a cd of Country Love Songs on the table beside a mushy card and heart-shaped box of "Wild About Reese's" peanut butter cups for him to find when…

  • Love is Life

    Tomorrow is Valentine's Day. Tom and I celebrated early with a walk through the woods with the puppies, where odd things caught my eye, like this branch and its shadow against the aged cedar tree… and this colorful cactus… And then on the road headed home, Tom spent a few minutes trying to free a…

  • A Chili Kind of Night

    Tom made chili tonight. He used my recipe, but of course, it tasted better than when I make it.  He's so irritating that way. But I forgive him, because it was really, really good – the kind that makes your nose run and beads of sweat pop up on your brow (a picture of my…

  • Broken Spoke, at last

    He stood on the edge of the dance floor, toes tapping, body bouncing to the beat, feet shuffling, preparing for take-off. I recognized those signs: he wanted to dance. I recognized the signs because I was doing the same thing next to our table, 20 feet away. Tom had turned me down on this song…

  • A “What You Touch is Gold” weekend

    We're coming off of a quiet, lie-low weekend. Tom and I both felt the need to stick close to home. I don't know about you, but as much as I enjoy getting out with my friends, dancing, eating, shopping… there are times when I just want to burrow into my cave, hide the entrance, and…

  • Goodbye, weekend! I’ll miss you!

    The sun came out for the first time in days today. I made sure I slipped outside to feel its warmth on my skin. I've heard it's only visiting for a couple of days, then it's off again … a gypsy sun, just popping in and out… so I didn't want to miss it! I…

  • A Nose Update, No Sleep, and other Thursday Tidbits

    The Nose I can't imagine – don't want to imagine – how it feels to have big chunks of plastic shoved up your nose filling up the entire space so that you need to breathe through your mouth but your throat is in red, raw agony from the trach tube shoved down it a week…

  • Waiting

    I settled into cubicle #14 to wait. In my bag I had two books, a spiral notebook with plenty of blank pages, the local newspaper, a bottle of water, some peanuts, walnuts, almonds and a granola bar. I have experience waiting… …I think the first time was soon after we were married; he broke his ankle…

  • Pink Skies, Random Thoughts

    Pink clouds, pink skies have greeted my ascension to the dirt road the past two mornings … a nice change from the woolen grays and mist that have been waiting up there for me lately. I've noticed that a pink sky or one filled with clouds that look dipped in pink-orange paint lighten my heart…

  • “What do you want for Christmas?”

    To Barbara From Santa Ummm … What are these? "You told me all you wanted for Christmas was to go dancing. Well, those are my dancing shoes. Now I'll be able to dance." Sigh. He does listen sometimes. Hope you got everything you wanted for Christmas, too!