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Last night, we sat on the porch with friends, it’s the last night of our guest’s visit, and the full moon rose over the bayou as if to punctuate the end of five days filled with friends, laughter, food, spirits, and porch hanging. Our neighbors played badminton on the grass and we spoke about religion, the original portage into New Orleans, privilege versus sacrifice, amongst other topics. This morning while walking through City Park, it…
There is just not enough time to do everything you want to do in life – so I reckon I’ll sleep when I’m dead. This is Tin at his friend’s birthday (with fire engine theme!) – I was racing back from Zumba and racing to a gal pal lunch – sandwiched in between was an awful lot of cuteness – tug of war with the hose, a bucket brigade, adorable firemen outfits, a ride in…
We had friends over again last night for some porch hanging, dinner and conversation. This was after a long day that started with Zumba, then segued into a child’s birthday party complete with all the kids on a fire truck that went around the bayou with its siren on, lunch with friends at Baru, a little shopping for a baby gift for my neighbor’s new granddaughter, lots of cooking by our out of town guest…
I have not been able to find a locket big enough to hold the locks cut off my baby boy’s fro.
Tin got his afro trimmed down to the scalp in preparation for our beach trip – our baby’s hair – sigh. Is hair a sign of virile power? And its absence suggests a weakness? I went to Fifi Mahony’s to get a new wig yesterday – now I have my short professional wig and my long like I used to be wig – but I must admit that when I feel the most powerful is…
I went and got myself a nice ginger reddish long wig (Raquel Welch) that makes me feel like I’m the director of my life (sort of). Today, I watched Louise take control herself and she whispered one of my favorite mantras (you’re exactly where you are supposed to be):
June 1st – hurricane season starts today – but don’t worry, it’s going to be okay.
We posted the house on Craig’s list as a one year rental – we’ll see. This way, I have more than week to week to figure out my life or work on my groove.
In the South, the whole world exists on the front porch. We take this for granted in New Orleans. Porch sitting is a way of life down here. But when I was young we lived for a time in Manhattan, near Washington Heights, and there and then people used to sit on their porches stoops too. Yesterday, we did what we do normally – we waited till the sun was low and then we went…
I was pulling weeds out of the driveway strip and a woman crossed from the bayou with her dog and said, “Is this your house?” She then said she had just moved to the neighborhood and had been admiring this house every day she takes her bayou walk. I bit my tongue and said, “Thanks.” The LaLa Drama is always about – the latest is I wanted to hang a simple sunshade on the back…