What’s next?
I was thinking about second careers – and in an ideal world I was thinking I would like to be a nutrition therapist who worked with low income families to improve their health. Just a thought.
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Month: February 2009
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The mother lode
I hung up on my mother before she could hang up on me on Friday. I just can’t take the daily dose of depression, drama and doom. Seriously. Every call leads back to misery. So I told her I was having a hard time listening to this every day and this vexed her. I had kept the whole turmoil of the birthgiver’s misgivings on Monday from her but I felt comfortable telling her since Friday…
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Is this the real life, or is this just fantasy
If I could have waved my magic wand and asked for a more beautiful day than today, I would not have imagined weather this perfect. It was almost like the Bay Area except better yet, it was in New Orleans! Woo hoo. We took both Wolfie and Loca for a long walk through the park and then came home to sit on the porch and have a Tecate. While we were sitting here we looked…
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From birthgiver to motherhood
Adopting a child is like entering another dimension. The intimacy that develops with you and the birthgiver requires a large dose of patience, empathy, and faith. It’s hard to imagine if I were younger than my years and going into this arrangement. I was too emotionally immature to have been able to grasp the parts of this that don’t get to be tidily wrapped up in a bow, to have understood that my joy might…
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Caribbean architecture and welcome to the Gulf South
I was speaking to an architect at a party we went to last night and he was talking about how people who come here don’t understand the way we roll. He talked about Caribbean architecture and the ways of commerce here in the Big Sleazy. “Most people come down here and think they can do that snap your fingers business and things will get done. But it doesn’t happen that way. Things get done alright,…
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This old mare ain’t what she used to be
I was at Rouse’s yesterday getting Camelia red beans to make for the boys from Croatia who are in New York and headed here conveniently on Monday – red beans and rice day. An elderly man was trying to get some lemons into a plastic bag and was shaking a little and so I helped him. He said thanks, you know I’m 89 years old. I said well I’m 49. He said my birthday is…
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The big galumph
We’ve decided Wolfie is a big galumph whose paws seem bigger than she imagined when she tries to get around on them. As usual Wolfie is working on worming her way into this family setting and we’re suckers, big big suckers.
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Here’s how we roll
At the KdV parade last night, we met people who had moved here from New York. The guy I was speaking with saw great potential here in New Orleans for tech start ups. Really, I said maybe the reason is that tech workers are young and don’t want to raise a family because mostly what you hear is that companies don’t want to locate here in New Orleans because the schools are so bad. He…
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The Lark and the Owl
We were at Swirl Friday night and were able to catch up with friends. One was telling us about the ratio and logistics of remarriage. He said there is a 50% chance a first marriage fails. Then there is a 75% chance a second marriage fails and an 85% chance a third marriage fails. T asked him why that is and he said, “Pathology.” We were talking about how I like to go to bed…
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Stocks and Bondage
Reason No. 827 why we live here in New Orleans. Last night, we went to see Krewe de Vieux, I consider this the first Mardi Gras parade even though it is not. The theme for this year’s KdV was STIMULUS PACKAGE that includes substantial “Investments in Stocks & Bondage” and a bailout plan for “D&D Cock Market Investment Spankers.” In a “Salute to Trickle Down Economics” Krewe du Vieux’s crack economic team, advised by the…