One of the traders at my company is coming in with buddies to celebrate a bachelor party – what better place than New Orleans at the start of Mardi Gras. They are staying in the Quarter, I think on Bourbon Street. He sends me an instant message that says this: “We heard the ATMs are not working down there and so we should bring lots of cash.” Whoa Nelly – I said are you kidding…
So a friend wrote to me offering up some frightening stats about her state of affairs. It made me ponder my own stats, which then frightened me. So I sent an email to three different girlfriends and asked what they thought about my stats. The first wise woman wrote that I am weird. The second wrote back as if she were arguing my case in court and the verdict was – um – I was…
L came by to see the progress on the house and she went through every room commenting on each and every thing – the windows, the shutters, the Carrara slab, the bathtub, the red tiles in the guest bathroom, the office and when she was leaving she said this is a “spectacular” home and I said, whoa, big word for the LaLa, and she said no, really, a spectacular home that fits you to a…
Today while the plumber and his son were on the front porch and Timothy was stringing off where the concrete sidewalk is to go, about a dozen pelicans were putting on an air show that made the Blue Angels seem trite. They were swooping in loopty loos in and around the bayou and then falling like stones and emerging with fish in their anachronistic beaks. It was so amazing that we all just stood there…
Beth and Kerry joined Evan and Graham and I at Lola’s – I was headed to the concert or home, when B&K said they’d go to Lola’s and so I decided to stay and join the group. It was a nice group, a good gathering, and it wasn’t where I was headed – bed or music – but losing myself into another plan actually was the best option – I told everyone next time we’d…
I have graduated from Ellen twice but keep seeing her – I like her for goodness sakes. So yesterday, we were talking about the state of the union and she seemed to be encouraging, ney pushing me to open myself up further. Here I am thinking I’m all open and all, but she’s sees guardedness and holding back. It’s good to get her bird’s eye view on my patterns of behavior. Last night I cobbled…
Yesterday afternoon, Chris from Pieri came by to see if there was any way to fix the misplaced faucet holes in the slabs in the bathrooms. There isn’t. He just looked so forlorn I wanted to hug him – he said he got yelled at for his mistake. He just kept shaking his head as in disbelief – it is weird because it is so obvious to the naked eye (mine) that it is shifted…
Last Friday at Swirl, I got into a conversation with Bob about the power of the mind. He was reading a book that touted an individual’s ability to make his or her own world. I’m a big fan of this concept – and love artist, Louise Nelson’s quote: “I have made my world and it is a better one that what was offered me.” I woke this morning and decided I was not going to…
Rusty darts across the room back to his place under the chair when I open the door. He hisses at Arlene if she gets too close. He eats like a lion and uses the litter box like one also. He definitely has a male presence in this house. Arlene follows me around like I’m about to leave her forever – she wants to be close, this close, till I can feel her wet nose grazing…
The Italians – my slab fabricators – hired the Albanians – my slab installers – to put in the counter tops – they look great! BUT, the holes for the faucets are all off to the left by one inch – whoa – what goes on? So they are going to try to fix it and I sure hope they can otherwise they are going to have to cut these slabs again.