Dropped Arlene off at the pokey and she marched in like she owned the place and was happy to see Mickey – the owner – wow, what a relief! She used to look at me like I was a murderer dropping her off at the gas chamber or something.
So I had a moment at Swirl tonight, just a moment where I thought I saw someone I knew and the earth shifted ever so slightly. I went under the guise of guilt feelings cause B said she expected me to be there and I had hesitated but then I was supposed to interview one of my tattoo subjects for the book but she cracked a rib, so I went and meanwhile G went off…
Last night, I walked into Swirl and thus began the drama – different people, different chambers of emotions. I sat with my Turkish friends to have a relaxing, don’t think about the day, kind of interchange, but I misread one man’s intentions – I was being friendly, he serious. Later, after we all dispersed, M came back to my apartment for a nightcap and declared, “Rachel, you are so real.” Since that seems to be…
I was telling a friend the other day that the world sees her very differently than how she feels inside – she appears strong, confident and appears to have it all. This morning at dawn I was approaching the LaLa when I saw two women on the bayou walk across the street to peer inside my house because G was in there and the lights were on. It appears effortless from the outside but let’s…
This morning, after seven hours of Ambien induced sleep, the world indeed looked different. I’m thankful for all the blessings I have in life – the wherewithal to finish the LaLa against all odds, the ability to open my heart again, and being steeped in friendships and family that nurture my spirit. So today – K is treading on thin ice because I won’t tolerate his baggage spewing out into the LaLa – the house…
Walk With Us and Silence is Violence. March For Survival update: 1. The Route: *Note that there has been a slight change in the starting point for the march, from the downtown side of the Canal Street ferry landing to the uptown side of the ferry landing.* Formation: 11am at the foot of Canal Street (by the World Trade Center ) Depart: 11:30am . Proceed up Canal Street to Tchoupitoulas; left on Tchoupitoulas to Poydras…
Went to see mom this evening and commiserate with her about my sister – who is up and down and all around. My sister’s dentist told her she needs psychotherapy. There you have it – when the dentist is telling you this – hmmm. My mother, on the other hand, is exhausted from a full-time stressful job with an hour commute each way – she’s 71 – it’s ridiculous. But nurses are quitting daily because…
Heard that the couple who own Laid Back Bikes bought up the property where the funeral home was on the bayou and are subdividing and selling lots only to those who are going to put up Green buildings. Pretty cool.
I went through the LaLa on Sunday and smudged every corner to get rid of the gris gris and the bad men vibe that was in there. I had dried sage and rosemary and wrapped it tightly and then set it on fire and while it was smoking I shook the smoking embers in the corners of the house to remove bad gris gris. Today, the men returned to gris gris the house all over…
L just called and I said “you were on my mind because my foot is hurting and I don’t think I am going to be able to run the half marathon with you.” She said, “I was calling to tell you the same thing and you are to blame for why I can’t run. The night you had the hen party I went home and got knocked up again and the doctor thinks we are…