I had this sense today walking towards a conference from my midtown hotel over to 50th and 8th of the vibrancy of New York – there was this exhilaration that comes with the energy here with people of all cultures, food smells mingling in the air, bright lights in the middle of the bright sunlight – but by the time I had hustled to the conference, run from session to session, interview to interview, phone…
Someone said to me tonight that they would rather be sitting on the couch with their wife most any night – and I agree!!!
Someone asked T who is the wife and who is the husband in our relationship. The best part about being in a Lesbian relationship is being able to break free of gender constraints. I am naturally a boy albeit I look very woman-like. As a young girl, I aligned with my brothers and my father more than my mother and sister. That in no way signifies that I wasn’t attracted to men – I was…
Arrived in Manhattan a little over an hour ago and the cacophony was insta-present – made New Orleans seem like my country home. When I checked into the midtown hotel, the desk clerk looked at my license and said he had gone to college in New Orleans – to Xavier – said he misses jambalaya, crawfish, the music, the people – I said what are you doing here then, pray tell? Come spend your hard…
I would like to believe that Obama made history today as the first black man to be nominated and that Hillary lost the nomination because she represented corrupt politics while Obama represents a vision of change. That is the way I see it rather than we’ll take a black man over a woman (which I heard in passing at the airport).
My neighbors blew up a baby pool in the backyard and all we hear are squeals. I passed a house with three little kids in a baby pool and the mother was hosing them and the man who happened to pass by – again squeals. In New Orleans, when the heat index is waxing, there is only one thing we covet and that is a pool. Pool envy runs deep.
What price progress. Charles Eames said who would have known we’d miss the sound of crystal clinking when plastic glasses came on the scene. What about lying in my bed on Mason Street with a sliver of the San Francisco bay out my window listening to the foghorns – which were replaced by digital beeps no one but the ships themselves could hear. Velcro instead of laces (how do kids learn to tie a bow?).…
T has had to wake me up each morning since she’s returned – unusual when I typically rocket out of bed upon waking. She has been walking Loca in the morning with me because I’m off to NY so soon after she arrived – my pace is slower with her beside me. When Loca takes off after a squirrel, T calms Loca and tells her that squirrels are our friend and then she strokes her…
Just around dusk, T and I and Loca went for a walk around the bayou. We first stopped by Swirl and then made our way to Desaix and back around. The ducks were plentiful with a summer hatching of 10 ducklings. The heat had gone down a few degrees with the impending storm rolling in. The light was perfect as only the gloaming can offer up. We walked and spoke in terms of our future…
I’m almost anxious about thinking about being away from work – for 8 years (total 13) I’ve been so plugged in (even during Katrina when my cell and computer kept me working) to this work that the thought of stepping away for a four week period is unnerving.