I had dinner tonight with a man who he tells me I have known him for 11 years. Good grief, does time go by that quickly? I picked him out from a manuscript he submitted to this horrible writer’s group I was in that was controlled by a psychopathic woman who rejected his script outright. We formed our own writer’s group and left her petty myopia in the dust. I was getting undressed later and…
Help! Everyone looks alike – even me! Except there is an au currant theme here – young men (30s), striped shirts (untucked), hair products (gel and curls). Nice.
Who is the brightest guy in the world – Steve Jobs – who wouldn’t want to work for him – me. I admire the guy to the extreme but understand he is a dick to work with. Meanwhile, I’m in a hotel that no longer has a radio – only an IPOD connection. Jobs changed a piece of the world forever.
You remember that commercial where the woman says “I’m cleaning my oven while I ____.” Well I left with the hopes that Tom would put up the valance that Steve’s guy put in wrong, Bud’s men would finish the windows that had already lost the finish Justin had put on a few months ago, Rene would return and finish painting the North side and the front porch that Steve’s guys were supposed to have done,…
Monday night was a sleepless night as the alarm went off in the middle of the night and as the service company sat on the phone with me, I walked through the dark house to check what door might have been opened. Then the system shorted out or something and wouldn’t reset so I got back in bed in a state of fright and remained that way throughout the evening. At 5AM yesterday I got…
As much as I bemoaned K and his unwavering predilection for being Tarzan all the time – his work on this house always surpassed my expectations. It was just him that I couldn’t handle. Bud came by today and said that he is now charging $1200 a day for him and his crew and that no one blinks an eye. The reason? Because they know he will surpass their expectations. Your house is such a…
I’ve had conversations with numerous women who are post-40 and there seems to be some tectonic shift going on whereby how we view men and their role in our lives has changed so much. Is it our age? Is it men in a post-feminist world? Is it that the old conventions that never served the younger us, now serves us less?
Today M’s guys are painting my house – yes, that’s right I already paid one contractor to paint my house but guess what? they didn’t paint it two coats like they said they did and there are lots of patches. M looks like a hero, right? Well Marty doesn’t remember us discussing bricking the driveway even though this is how the conversation went: M – I think you need a solid driveway not strips. Rachel…
If not now, then when? That is what we who went through Katrina all learned. Here is a podcast of Beth, owner of Swirl, telling her experience and how Katrina forced her to take her 5 year plan and make it happen overnight. http://neworleanspodcasting.com/BethRibblett.shtml
The boys showed up this morning to put the LALA letters into the bricks. They look great! I had just come back from a long bike ride to the lake – yes I’m on my bike again (what a pleasure!) – and saw Marty bending over and positioning the letters. I went in and got a bottle of champagne and came outside with four glasses and we drank to the LaLa! Oh Joy! Late this…