Today is Easter, it’s also the Orthodox Easter, and it’s also still Passover and last night Tatjana and her mother arrived safely at midnight last night. So today we’re having a feast – lamb stew, buttered parsley noodles, Challah with poppy and sesame seed and risotto cake all made by me with loving hands and against all odds yesterday as TIN DID NOT NAP. We will give thanks T and her mom arrived safely and…
You got to love the Vatican, now comparing their “persecution” to what the Jews experience. Really? How incredibly stupid can you be?
Plant garden – check Scrub down front and back porches – check Pick up carpets for living and Tin’s room – check Clean and seal all marble counter tops – check Rouse’s, Walgreen’s, Tailor – check Insert three new tires for T’s car – check Make risotto cake, lamb stew, and Challah for Sunday welcome home dinner – almost check To quote Tin – DONE
Our new walk is for me and Tin and Loca to get to the corner of the park on City Park and Carrollton (which btw I’m pushing for a crosswalk there – it’s so dangerous!) and then to let him down in the park where he walks as fast as he can all the way to the fountain. He stops every now and then to look up at the magnificent oak trees or the tall…
I used to have a friend who said R in Rachel stood for Responsibility – she said I was someone you could count on. Well that theory has been tried and stressed and even failed once or twice but I have to ask myself at the end of this long day where I was trying to get it all done, be responsible with a capital R, and you know what – at the end of…
Here in New Orleans we have something called Lagniappe which is the equivalent of a baker’s dozen where you get 13 donuts so you can eat one on the way home to bring the dozen. That’s what I call this tip I got from a fisherman we stopped to talk to on the bayou on the way home. I noticed a fish flopping by his bucket and took Tin over to get a look at…
Well we missed the Wednesday night in the Square because it was Cowboy Mouth and because I want Tin to be able to get down and get funky with the music, not be in a crowd where we can’t move. It’s been a little packed there with the awesome weather and everyone sick and tired of winter and wanting to be out as much as possible. But tonight at the Botanical Garden as part of…
A friend stopped by the other day to visit Tin and was commenting on how handsome he is. My friend is handsome too. I said well I hope he doesn’t do like you – meaning this guy was a player for all of his life. And he said, “You know I’m sick of that tag, all my friends talk about me being a player, but I’m not anymore.” And I asked him point blank, how…