I picked up Jake late today because he wasn’t in school and I had a lot of work to catch up on. He had put on a red shirt especially for me and had put on his Hot Wheels underwear for me too. He was SOOO excited to see me that he just swelled my heart. We went and bought pumpkins at Whole Food uptown and after picking out five big pumpkins for the LaLa…
Sometimes the LaLa feels like a long lost friend. And hey – oh by the way – New Orleans Magazine came out this weekend with the article on the LaLa. The LaLa looks great – only problem was Arlene’s pics got cut – but Loca Negra got in.
There were ten of us who rode under the banner Team Swirl this weekend – 150 miles on bike – from Hammond to Mississippi and back. The first day we rode semi together for the 75 miles and it was fairly painless if you consider I have been traveling and haven’t had much time to get road time in. We rode through Louisiana’s landscape – fields of mustard plants reminding me that Napa is probably…
October 7, 2007 I am a blessing. I have accepted greatly of the good gifts of the Spirit. I now let that good become the dominant note of the symphony of beauty which is my life. I am a radiating center of abundant life. Mine went more like this: If you don’t love this Rachel, then you are not for me, because this is me for real – biking, in nature, surrounded by woman I…
A week home in New Orleans – albeit glued to my desk and computer and phone – but surrounded by friends who poke their heads in or I poke mine in and there is nothing but “good to see you” and no obligations. A productive work week. Times spent with my doggies. Walks around the bayou and in the park. Pelican sightings. Rain on the metal roof. Sleeping in my big ass king size bed.…
Had a good night sleep last night and woke up to more rain. Loca and I walked a completely different route as I was lost in thought about a number of things – last night’s phone call from the Mesmerizer, yesterday’s phone call from a long distance colleague, and the future road ahead. As I was drinking my cay tea from my Turkish tea pot Fatma brought back from Rize and eating a cut up…
Man encounter today – and here are my thoughts – show him the hand and he will want to kiss it – are men that predictable? Good grief.
Recall I met a woman name Rachel in Shanghai whose sister gave her a wish locket like mine – all too weird because we both said it at the same time. She touched my pendant and I said you will get the same wishes that are in my locket. She writes me from China – uh, Rachel, can I ask you something weird? – what were the wishes in your locket because weird, intense things…
A colleague told me today that she always admired me because of my directness, my bluntness – I said, sigh, yes being direct has always served me well but I wouldn’t hold it up as an example in these times. Transparent people are often admired, but mostly feared.