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Last night we went to our friends’ Absinthe party, the one which was supposed to help us forget, but instead it helped me remember, remember why I love New Orleans, its people, and my friends’ parties. Their parties are always the embodiment of diversity – gay/straight and black/Asian/latin/white and fat/thin and tall/short and everything in between and outside those divisions, from artists to professors, from musicians to writers. Sometimes we’re treated to a show like…
My West Coast work husband is leaving and his going away party was today, another friend said we’re having a party to keep from crying. I said that’s what we do best down here in the Crescent City, dance to our grave. So tonight some friends are holding an Absinthe party, the want to make the cocktails that help you forget we’re still in a recession no matter what the headlines tell you. My hair…
My friend slept so good the other night after all, I’m the one who had nightmares. It figures. I think those of us who are left behind during an enormous change – a death, a leaving, a divorce – are the ones who sit on the sidelines trying to figure it all out.
Author unknown… A woman in a hot air balloon realized she was lost. She lowered her altitude and spotted a man in a boat below. She shouted to him, “Excuse me, can you help me? I promised a friend I would meet him an hour ago, but I don’t know where I am.” The man consulted his portable GPS and replied, “You’re in a hot air balloon, approximately 30 feet above ground elevation of 2,346…
My left foot was itching today and I’ve heard tell that means I’m going to travel somewhere I’ve never been. Then almost as if in answer to that a dear friend in Zagreb sent me this photo he took while he was on the island of Vis this summer. Yes, this is where I want to go, I want to plunge off a white washed stone into the wild Adriatic sea. Cast my lot to…
I was thinking about all the advice I’ve gotten about babies and kids and if I had to highlight the best ones they would be this: 1) The Baby Whisperer said if your baby is not sleeping through the night, interrupt their sleep rhythm. Go in a couple of hours before they normally wake up too early and gently wake them by putting your hand on their chest and rocking them slightly. This worked like…
Somewhere around 5 o’clock yesterday afternoon, I started crying and couldn’t stop. I had received sad news day before yesterday and it’s meaning was deeper than its surface. A chapter was closing in my life, one that has been filled with rancorous challenges, excitement and all in the company of like-minded people who I’ve come to regard as my family. I started looking through old photographs of us, these people, and each photo is punctuated…
When we were trying to adopt, I would read baby books and they didn’t make sense. Then Tin came around and I had to start reading in a hurry, three books at a time, and most of them were very helpful. Recently, E recommended some books for me written by Louise Bates Ames and James Ilg – titled simply Your One-Year-Old: The Fun-Loving, Fussy 12-To 24-Month. Then there is the Two, and Three, and etc.…
What is a good day? A good day is when something or someone makes you smile at least once. A great day is when someone makes you belly laugh. Today I started off in a sour mood because a very dear person to me is leaving my surrounds – but through a series of email miscommunications on a completely different topic bouncing from here to China, I got the funniest email ever that started a…
I realize with Tin that if I can stop the world I am in for a few minutes and get into his world, we totally relate. So today when Heidi had to go in for her mega bucks oral surgery and I saw Loca hanging by the front door, pining for her sister, I realized that Loca doesn’t know what we know – that Heidi will be back soon in better shape than she left.…