A Chihuahua named Tess
G called and said “guess who is on my lap?” – she has captured and shampoo’d the Chihuahua and named her Tess and I went by to see her and she is cute and sweet. One Katrina dog saved.
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Roosting on my roof
What a gloriously delicious morning – there is barely any humidity and it is slightly overcast with a gentle breeze blowing. Arlene and I walked around the bayou and were pretty much by ourselves. L’s ex has the dogs, so he wasn’t out and N and Renny were no where to be seen. Crossing the footbridge I saw B with Taylor, she was very chatty last night at Sip but I was pretty much reserved,…
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An evening to celebrate
I was in a celebratory mood last night having made the decision to rob Rachel to pay Rachel, but in the end I came home a little wistful from my attempt to celebrate. S called late in the evening and talked about his first day on the job, which was fraught with all the hesitation and optimism that perhaps a first day on the job would have. Afterwards, I spoke with L and we caught…
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Sip and Think
I went over to Sip tonight for Sip and Spin (it was eclectic mix of wines and a lot of nice old Frank Sinatra spinning) and I sat in the window and watched the goings on. I had just missed TL who said he was going to bed at 8:30 tonight having not gotten any sleep last night – I said welcome to my world. G was out of with B. And none of the…
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The security guard is guilty
Mom called today and said she was shaking – that is usually how we start a conversation, so I said, cause why? – the narcotics cabinet at the nursing home had been broken into and about 600 or 6000 (I can’t remember the amount) of narcotics were stolen. It was ripped from the wall she said. So they arrested the night security guard. Why? I asked. Because he has a tool box and you need…
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Whirling Dervish
I’d like to kill that guy who gave me a full caf this morning instead of decaf! Boing .. Boing .. Boing .. Boing .. Boing .. Boing .. Boing
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Mr. Walter is now Woody
Mr. Walter used to detail and clean cars in the neighborhood. No one has seen him since Katrina. Today, serendipitously I met Woody – meet the new Mr. Walter, only many years younger. He has a mobile detailing company.
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To that end
I broke down and borrowed from my retirement to finish the LaLa – in some way, relief. It’s all part of the same pie anyway. I just need some sleep.
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Love’s labors not lost, but found
I woke this morning after a restless night’s sleep – I flip flopped all over the bed, head towards the feet, feet towards the side – couldn’t find any rest. I walked the Bean and the weather was beautiful, a hint of humidity but a nice breeze blowing. I stopped on the other side of the bayou and looked back at the LaLa – it’s coming along, but last night I thought I was going…