Remember that famous book that was designed to help people figure out what they are supposed to do in life? Well, I am truly fortunate – I never read the book but through a series of seemingly unrelated events I found my dream job. S and I had moved to New Orleans in 1995 – little did we know how much that move became pivotal in our lives. We were five years married at this…
My good neighbor called to say that he was making margaritas and was I coming by to have one – I told him I had Jake and was headed to Swirl later but would stop by – he said, uh, um, could you bring G because I have a buddy who wants to meet her. Sure, I said. So after L picked up J, I went over and checked out the buddy first – I…
J called on her way in from Houston to say she had gotten the job – she is finally now moving back to New Orleans after what seemed like a Katrina hiatus – she actually got transferred right before the storm but it felt like Katrina got in the way of her getting back. Her yellow bungalow on the bayou was so happy to hear the news! So were her neighbors.
I picked up J at summer camp yesterday afternoon and he was pretty excited to sit in the new car seat – leopard print – and he had one thing on his mind when he got in the truck. Blockbuster. He said he had been thinking about it and he wanted to take me to Blockbuster to show me these movies that I said I hadn’t seen. I told him we had to run an…
I’ve been doing a lot more research in China that last night I actually dreamt of being there. I was staying at my colleague’s house, which had room after room of modern and antique furniture, a hodge podge dream of exotic and familiar, and I kept falling asleep. I had to tell him I can’t get up, I’m too tired. And so when I was ready to take a shower, he unrolled the shower curtain…
I went by L’s to pick up the carseat they bought me for J. It’s a leopard print number, he was running around the house naked as a jaybird but came out to see if it worked. A was crawling around under the coffee table – she’s going in for her operation next week – L was upstairs, round out to here with #3, exhausted. We all make decisions in life – we choose certain…
And an asshole is an asshole is an asshole. I’m here in my own little world – that’s right – Rachel World – and in my own little mind I’m organizing and doing and making something happen for someone who is the most selfish fucking bastard in the entire goddamn world and I say to myself, self, are you fucking kidding me? So when I get the email demonstrating quite clearly what a complete myopic…
Great article on the litter situation that has really gotten way out of hand (no pun intended). I’ve always been a litter hater, but lately I’ve been honking my horn many times as I see horrible offenses committed on a regular basis. Done with that cup, throw it. Clean out the car, toss it as you drive. What goes on?
My good friend used to be an executive recruiter and she had a turnstile office – she said every major executive she found a job for outside of Louisiana was back within three years begging to return to New Orleans. There were people after Katrina who said I’m never coming back. And some who said the old New Orleans tag line – “I’ve got to get out of this hot, humid, small little city” –…
What happens if you know someone who is annoying because they are so narcissistic that it makes your skin crawl, but yet they are so self-effacing because they know they are annoying and can’t help themselves, does that make them more endearing – nah, not really.