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I really hated to see California women wearing Uggs, it made no sense. And it makes NO sense here in New Orleans either, except at the Lala where the cold air just seeps right in through the floorboards where you can almost see down to the ground since the last freeze popped out all the filler between the boards. So I went online to see about getting Tin some Uggs for around the house and…
Our nanny is still out and her friend came to watch Tin to give us a needed break, not necessarily a desired one. We have loved having him to ourselves even if it has come at the expense of everything else. This morning it’s almost like everyone could sense the change in energy – from domestic harmony to once again BATTLE STATIONS! Loca lunged and growled at a woman who was peacefully walking towards us…
Tell me, why oh why, just tell me, why we have to endure “the name that can’t be spoken in this here blog” in a reality TV program? Has American audience sunk to the lowest common demoninator? The answer, a resounding yes. I was watching an interview with Ian McEwan where he was asked if he thinks that we are all going to hell in a handbasket and he said that writers like to think…
The other day we were walking to a friend’s apartment in the Quarter and we stumbled across a man playing the guitar. Tin stopped, of course, to check him out and the guy let him play with the guitar. Then he played him a down low blues song that came deep from his gut. We gave Tin $5 to give the man and said, “We always pay our musicians.” The guitar man said he liked…
We’ve been on some sort of food jag around here that is more amplified than it usually is – last night for dinner we had kale soaked in coconut milk that was flash fried in a hot skillet so the marinade caramelized the kale and then we had chickpeas with dates and star anise curry to go with it. Yum. We got these recipes from the New York Times magazine last Sunday and they were…
I’m not going to sit here and say that all books are better than movies, but for the Salander trilogy they are – the second book was so engrossing that the first time I became aware of the trilogy was in Europe when I saw Spaniards, Germans, French and Portuguese with a copy of The Girl Who Played With Fire in their respective language in front of their faces. That book was a doozy –…
Yesterday went so swimmingly, we decided we’d try to head out to PoBoy Fest today to hear some more live music and eat a poboy and enjoy the last of this good weather, even if it did get a little chillier today. Heading out the door already proved ominous when Tin refused to budge unless he had his sunglasses though it wasn’t sunny outside. We got to Oak Street and instantly scored a great parking…
A neighbor was walking her dog on the bayou today and stopped to chat a while during lunch on the porch time. Dining al fresco as we like to say around here. She had been in a long marriage and divorced and not too long ago had married again and it ended in divorce shortly afterwards. She said one thing that keeps her going is there is no scarcity of love, so she’s not worried…
Our nanny has been out this week and will be for the next two weeks, so it’s been a juggle to work and mind Tin and alternate between the two of us. But one thing that has been consistent since the nanny left and spent the weekend at the beach and then back home is that we have been digging having him to ourselves. The nanny gets the best time with him – the time…
I was reading an article about a friend’s architectural project in Zagreb and the writer quoted Wittgenstein saying “unhappiness in life is directly related to frustration, fear and pointlessness.” I would have to agree with that statement hands down. One of the theories that Shirky talks about in his book on Cognitive Surplus is that people in their lives are motivated by autonomy and competence and I’d have to say he summed it up for…