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The RED room

I sent some pics of the house and the colors to my friend L in California and she wrote back that the guest room, the red room, will go perfect with her complection. Ha! K calls it my warm up room – although he wouldn’t say that to my face – he told Peg instead, who painted it. The room is her creation with my color and I love it!

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I’ll pass on the honey bun and Coke

I saw a bunch of construction workers headed to their truck this morning each carrying a bottle of Coke and a honey bun. Who starts their day this way? Having been diagnosed in 1998 with hypoglycemia – the thought of starting my day with sugar is tantamount to a death sentence. Recently on a trip to NY when I was experiencing a system crash and trying to keep a good face around my traveling companion…

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War, What is it good for? Absolutely nothing. Say it again. War – huh – ….

I was reading blogs today on media and search and hopped to the huffingtonpost for a news fix. There is a YouTube clip of John Roberts saying the situation in Iraq is worse than you can imagine. It reminds me of the press coverage of Katrina and the aftermath – yes, you can show carnage and devastation, but until you see it in person, you can’t know carnage and devastation. It’s a fine mess we’re…

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Books and books and books

I set up a meeting for late Friday afternoon to meet with the photographer about a book idea that has been germinating since early this year. We decided to meet on Magazine Street and in my last email, I said, btw: I’m a redhead. He wrote back and said “I pictured you as a redhead – all of the Rachels I know have red hair.” On Saturday, when I stopped in U Dwell on Magazine,…

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The 7 lb marathon starts today

it is not for sissies – so you faint of heart stand back – I did Pilates this morning – ate no carbs, low fat – went for a fast run on the bayou – and was so bored with my food selection by the time dinner came around I just decided against it and drank a cup of hot tea instead. These 7 lbs are coming off – come hell or high water. I…

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Signs of life

The WSJ will no longer be delivered to my door at the Can, instead it will be left at the security desk. The note says that “due in part to the returning population of New Orleans, it is no longer feasible to deliver door to door at apartments.” That’s got to be a good sign? The days have been so beautiful here as of late – in the high 60s and low 70s – such…

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