I asked a friend today about his mother and he told me she died three weeks ago. I didn’t know. He said he thinks about her more now than he did when she was alive. Another guy emailed me that he was sorry he didn’t make my party because his father was in the hospital all weekend; he’s out now. My mom came to the party on Saturday night – she’s going to be 72…
Got up to do my usual constitution – feed the dogs, walk the dogs, then walk the dog, and then rush home for a conference call with Poland. Only all my rushing got me to a delayed call. I really believe all this rushing isn’t good for your soul. But that is the older me talking.
I was in Sav-A-Center on Friday picking up a few things for my party and ran into some people with heart shaped sandwiched boards who were there to spread the love. Love that is for us New Orleanians and love that is coming from South Carolinians. Life is very interesting here in New Orleans – was before and now post Katrina it definitely is. Check out Chris Rose‘s column in today’s Times Picayune for more…
I got my Ipod and was going to take a walk with Loca this evening and get us both some exercise after my Pilates class. But Arlene gave me those big blue and brown eyes and I had to take her along which made for a much different walk. So I turned on my music and was just starting to listen to Loudon Wainwright’s Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder when the first person stopped…
I went to Swirl around noon to return all the stuff Beth had lent me for my party. Ice chests, ice bucket, 144 Swirl wine glasses, and a bunch of left over cheese so that she can put it out for Tuesday’s tasting. I ran into Sinesio – our new grocer. He is a young, energetic guy and he has a nice smile. I’m so excited that the market is reopening – possibly on the…
A friend in the neighborhood who came to the party late, having been at another party, and who, by the way, danced a wonderful slow dance to Al Green with me in my living room – I think it was somewhere around 3AM – brought his sister with him and she was a riot. I hadn’t met her before but she lives right across the bayou. She had me in stitches talking about this guy…
The writer for the magazine article about the LaLa called me to go over the copy. She said a huge credit goes to your husband, Steve, who is a master of detail – he must have a terrific mind, she said, and I agreed. “I could ask for 20 details of importance and find them without having to look for them, from the way the front posts connect to the roof via the metal brackets,…
Last night, after having given up on ever getting a nap, I went to La Vita and joined friends outside at a big table for dinner. We toasted to Fatma coming back to MidCity after having gone to the Marigny to open up Del Forno. Overall, we were just happy to be living here in the greatest part of the world, among friends, and enjoying the good life. Moosey arrived during desert and ended up…
Around this time of year in New Orleans, weird crime starts to spike. Everyone used to blame the heat, and then they said it’s not the heat, it’s the stupidity. But there is something else, some form of desperation that is worse than heat or stupidity – it’s a man confronting a woman to steal her purse and then knocking her down to the ground and man behind her calling out to the perp to…
Today, on the day of lounging for the Lord, all I wanted was a nap, since I had only had two hours sleep. Loca spread herself over me on the sofa and was all over the nap but I had a few phone calls that lasted longer than I expected – by the time I rolled over and was ready for sleep, Loca was biting my belt loops wanting to play. Sigh.