Has anyone noticed that it is election time in New Orleans and that the candidate signs are larger than ever? What is going on? Really, I look across the bayou and Mitch Landrieu’s sign is so big it almost looks like a neighborhood and the other day someone else was erecting a sign on their balcony and needed a crane – what goes on?
I would spoil the hell out of Tin but I really want a child who is socially adjusted and learns independence from me, not dependence. So I’ve been asking around and so far I have one parent of two who said she had six binkys in the bed because her kids loved binkys. Then a father of almost three who said you can’t spoil a child before six months but after you have to read…
I took my niece around town today, first over to Mandina’s for a shrimp poboy, then down by the house she was born in on Mulberry Street off Metairie Road. Then we drove down Carrolton Avenue and around the riverbend to see Tulane and Audubon Park. We stopped in at Duffosat to pick up something from T’s tenant and learned that MTV’s Real World was soon to be filming in the house right across the…
Miracle baby is visiting and I think one of my brother said a few months ago that maybe it was time to stop calling her MB but I still see the miracle in her. Born 1.9 lb, she caught up to that prematurity and has thrived. Now she wants to run off to New York with great aspirations to be a photographer or work in creative in an ad agency – oh my younger dreams…
A dear friend has jokingly called T, Steve 2.0, in the past because she sees so many similarities. The truth is that no one fits neatly into any sort of characterization who I know. Is he the one in prison, or the one who was so charming as a young man? Is he the one who hired David Duke, or the one who raised well adjusted children despite? Is she the one who can’t cope,…
Loca got a call this morning that her boyfriend, Sangi, was looking to romp and play, so we went and met at City Park for some serious playtime – Tin stayed home with Mama for dancing and other activities. Then I took Tin to his first lesbian get together – the Saints game – where he was held, photographed, given crackers, played with and generally had his first all white woman get together. As much…
Last night we received numerous calls from the alarm company that monitors my mother’s apartment. They have come infrequently while she was at the hospital because my sister and her husband are staying at the apartment. They’ve been busily packing up all her belongings to take back with them to Atlanta. Naturally, my sister believes everything is hers, so she is taking the flat screen television I recently bought mom, as well as other things…
My friend’s mother said since she has been in New Orleans she has noticed that everyone she speaks with mentions Katrina at some point or other in their conversation. I said, there it is. Today going to the Green Market on Magazine, I was speaking to a friend and she brought up Katrina. The milestone in so many of our lives. No wonder we all sprinkle our conversations with “Katrina.” I do believe (granted through…
On New Year’s Day we took a walkabout with our guests to City Park and I brought them under the big oak tree to listen to the wind chimes. A man was laying on a blanket not too far from us and my friend’s German mother, camera in hand with a lens as big as a telescope, went over and started speaking to him. Turns out he was the one who designed the chimes in…
I’m not too keen on New Year’s Eve. This one was special, it was a blue moon, we had Tin in our arms – but still the only way I like to celebrate this occasion is sitting on the front porch of the LaLa and casually walking across the street to the bayou to watch my neighbor shoot fireworks. But New Year’s day is a different story. It’s one of my favorite holidays and in…