Sunshine, fog and love

Personal Narrative
I'm still waiting for the latest to sink in. Awareness comes in flashes, but it hasn't quite settled in. Maybe in a month? A season? I dunno. But seven days hasn't been enough. A week ago today Blue and I were married! I told him every day of our honeymoon it feels so surreal. I'm a wife now. And a stepmom. Wow. Perhaps I'll spend a few posts digging into these as I try these labels and responsibilities on for size. The ceremony was short, sweet and intimate, and remains quite hazy in my memory. I was in a fog most of the proceedings, despite the clear, sunshiny day. Dina, our photographer, offered suggestions for poses and she had to repeat them all. I could hear her, but somehow she was talking to… someone else. I didn't feel nervous…
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Why cocostudio?

Personal Narrative
I can't recall if Cean or John or figured it out first. We were high school classmates, and for one reason or another Cean I think (or maybe John) saw my name written out: Nicole Collier. Doodling or something, he noted the co in Nicole and the Co in Collier. In that instant, the nickname Coco was born. It didn't catch on. Well not really, anyway. People have always called me whatever suited them: Nicole, Colie, Nicolette, Lette, Nicki, Nic, and so on. Cean called me Coco and John called me NiCocoButterBeanSoup. Maybe one or two others jumped on the Cocowagon. Everyone else stuck with whichever version of Nicole they liked. I thought coco was cute in print, so I began to write it everywhere. Somewhere in the middle of…
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Revelations

Personal Narrative
Every Valentine's weekend, the magnificent dancers of Alvin Ailey American Dance Theater command center stage at the fabulous Fox. I've gone perhaps once every five years or so since I was a little girl. I don't remember much about my first show other than I was there with my mom and one of her friends, and I was quietly awed about what I'd seen. Since then, each time I've returned, the beauty, power and magic of Revelations is what I most long to see. Years I don't go, I pacify myself with YouTube. [youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LZuBFz6WYfs] When I'm lucky, I find older videos, sometimes 20 years old, and watch them alongside the newer ones. The dancers' athleticism and grace, and the pictures they create on stage are awe-inspiring. Last year I…
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No School, No Lunch

Education, Politics, News & Notable
From NPR: When cold snaps and blizzards shutter schools, kids miss more than their daily lessons. Some miss out on the day's nutritious meal as well. Blue and I talked about this when the metro area shut down two weeks ago. Some folks were home when horrendous traffic and inclement weather collided in Atlanta, but thousands of others ended up stuck in the worst jam they've ever experienced. People slept in their cars or abandoned them and hoofed it to nearby friends, restaurants and stores. But there were hundreds of students who had no such options - instead, they ended up at school over night when their buses were unable to maneuver the slick hills home. For many parents, this may have been a nightmare. Many, but perhaps not all. For…
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Where to?

30 Day Blog Challenge
So I'm moving, that much is clear, but it seems the where to is a great deal muddier. The short answer is, back home. It's second nature to call Atlanta home, since that's where I was born and raised, but honestly, I feel funny about it. In the technical sense, it is or was home, but as I wrote in November: What is home, exactly? A place or a moment that resonates. It’s gathering of old friends around a good game of Taboo. A visit to the tried and true corner barbershop one Saturday morning.  Sometimes home is less fleeting. It’s a city where sunshine runs rampant. A house you’ve built with your partner. Whenever, wherever your heart feels welcomed and your spirit feels at ease, is home. Moments and people in Atlanta…
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Looking forward.

30 Day Blog Challenge, Personal Narrative
A funny thing happened on the way to work. No, not really. But I needed a way to start today's blog post, and, why not? Nothing to make you chuckle, but I did find today worthy of note... As I drove through the more rural areas of Tampa Bay, I was greeted by canopy trees! If you've never spent time in Tallahassee, Florida, you may not be familiar with the canopy roads. These are long streets lined on either side by huge oaks dripping with Spanish moss. They hang over the roads like umbrellas, providing shade for the passing motorists. Canopies! And although the sight in Tampa Bay did not approach that glory, it was lovely to see the familiar splendor. It reminded me of Tallahassee, yes, but also of St.…
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