I used to live below two very talented artists in San Francisco – Kim Frohsin and Randy Sexton – and one day I saw a painting that Randy had done and I fell in love with it because it reminded me of my grandmother and going to visit her in the country. Randy gave it to me. One of many generous gestures from both of these painters that I cherish forever. John Denver sings a…
So Sarkozy is on this kick to kick out the gypsies – that should solve France’s problems, don’t you think? We have someone staying at our house from Paris right now as she is waiting for her sublet to be ready in a few days. She tells me this morning that Sarkozy is also the name of the head of Roma – interestingly enough – meanwhile she also said that Sarkozy was to bring a…
The Causeway is one of the longest bridges over water and Lake Ponchartrain among the largest salt water lakes and driving the 26.5 miles each way gives you plenty of time to think. I lived across the lake when my dad died in 1985 and I had a panic attack driving back across the bridge and decided to move back to New Orleans. Returning from my mom’s funeral on December 2, 2010, I remember the…
Driving to Bogalusa this morning, I passed a sign that looked like a highway sign, which said: REDEFINE LIFE – RETIRE IN LOUISIANA The next four signs said: EVACUATION ROUTE **** I got home this evening and plowed through all my emails – amazing how not even once did I check my crackberry since I left the house. But a friend’s blog had posted some interesting signs – one which I co-opted here:
I was speaking to a dear friend last night about a friend of ours who has relationship woes – the distillation of that conversation is that timing is everything. When good things come to you but you’re not ready, you’re not ready. I am headed to Franklinton today to handle some matters for my mother’s grave – this required money I didn’t have – out of the blue I get a call that my mom…
But do you want them to? One day I made a big pot of crawfish etouffe because I was in the mood for some and acquaintances knocked on the door and pretty soon the whole batch was gone. Then one day I made Grandma V’s applesauce cake (an ex-grandma) and it was delicious but I never got a real piece for myself before it was gone. Last year, I spent an entire morning making pancakes…
Yesterday, we left Chickie Wah Wah after John Mooney’s first set and headed to the Love Lost Lounge in the Bywater to see what was up – at the corner of Elysian Fields and St. Claude a woman with pasty white skin rode her unusually tall bicycle down the street, her large orange flower trailing behind her ink black hair as she pedaled passed – the Bywater was quiet otherwise and what was up was…
I was chatting with a neighbor and friend who made the comment that one thing to come from Katrina is it appears people recognize it’s poverty separating white from black in this city, more than skin color. Once everyone understands that united we stand, divided we fall, then we can figure out who needs help and who can help.
I remember ten years into my third marriage I wrote up a schedule of the highlights of ten years together and what I noticed is that for two people who claimed to love travel, we had not been traveling nearly enough. The reason is that we both travelled so much for work, it was hard to sit and plan travel for leisure. Here ten years later, because that was the year 2000, I find that…
I was strolling with the dogs early this morning getting ready for an early work call when I saw the boys from Holy Cross running around the bayou. Back to school – the Cabrini girls are all rooting for parking spaces, the Holy Cross boys are running the bayou, and still my favorite are the nuns going to and fro in their black habits. Summer is coming to an end and while I’m welcoming the…