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Baby, it’s cold down here

It was supposed to be 28 degrees here in New Orleans – damn the cold – we don’t live here to have weather like this. But this morning, snuggled in my warm tall red cowboy boots and five layers of clothes, hat, scarf, gloves – Arlene and I braved the morning. The only living creatures around were the nutrias, swimming back and forth across the bayou with their yellow fangs barely contained. I ran into…

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My victory lap – thank you – thank you very little

You know I just wrote that last entry in my blog and I must say I realized I have changed in the last 18 months. My, how I have changed. There is no way in hell that I would get married or do anything that I don’t want to do in my life at this point. I’m cultivating the sweet art of selfishness, a type of selfishness that would make Ayn Rand blush, and I’m…

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Serendiptiously, the Voice appears

There is a man I’ve met a couple of times here at the Can – the first thing that caught my attention about him was his voice – incredibly deep voice – and the next was that he is English – and so he flirted and I flirted and then I found out he was married with a toddler girl and I quit flirting back. I hadn’t seen him for a while but since my…

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If I tell you, I’d have to kill you

My new neighbor called to see if I wanted to get dinner yesterday. He’s new here and he didn’t know the water out there was a bayou. I laughed. Anyway, he said he used to visit New Orleans when he was in law school in Baton Rouge but that it seems now everyone he comes in contact with seems to have been deeply affected by the storm. Well, most were deeply touched before the storm,…

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Death and birth – that’s what it’s all about, hey.

Got an SOS call this morning from my contractor that the cabinets were 5″ too long because somewhere someone forgot the fillers in the dimensions, so they have to cut off the back of the sink cabinet which is the L part and that will give them the room they need. Also, the den bookcases were supposed to meet in a corner but instead they will just not because the window seat doesn’t fit in…

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Dusty in Memphis

I went by Gomez’s house to borrow a copy of Dusty in Memphis and was listening to it tonight as I went through last week’s newspapers. Music snob that he is, Gomez said, “listen, this is the kind of CD you listen to on Saturday or Sunday morning, or in the evening with a glass of wine, not one you play in the car.” He’s right – her voice is rich and soulful and the…

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Well, hello neighbor

Directly across from my apt has been vacant since Henry and Judy moved to their new house in Metairie about a month ago and I’ve missed them. Our crowd here on the 3rd floor has been steadily shrinking with Ra’shad and Tiffany in their new house. The Wallaces having moved out last week. And H&T will be moving into their new house mid month. And John is out by end of the year. So I’ve…

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