We were driving home from Memphis and as we crossed the Bonnet Carre Spillway water was rushing in white cap waves into the lake from the openings of the Morganza. There was a big sign that said you are not allowed to stop and watch the water for the next four miles, and there were cars pulled over doing just that, watching the water rushing in. The Mississippi has crested and receded, I think it…
I’ve made some executive decisions to give up some of the luxury items in my life – the blow-drys, the yoga studio, and of course the clothes, shoes, jewelry, and whatnots that I used to be so fond of acquiring. I moved my hair appointment out by another four weeks and have to just deal with the sight of grey hair in my hairline. What doesn’t go away are the big bills like the mortgage.…
We just got back from a long and windy road that led to Memphis and then outside of the city to the prison that holds my brother captive. He said they are unreasonable there, and well, let me just tell you that is only the half of it. I showed up and got turned away because Tin had sandals on and my sundress was sleeveless. We flew like banshees to WalMart and did a James…
We broke our routine last night and went to Sylvain’s instead of Meaux Bar, our favorite haunt, and somewhere into our meal we were sorry we did. Sylvain is a new restaurant on Chartres in the Quarter that has a good atmosphere for having a cocktail before seeing a play at La Petit, but other than the shaved brussel sprout salad last night, I found the food lacking and suddenly it was filled with obnoxious…
You’d think that Bayou St. John would be lined with mansions but it is not, those are all on St. Charles Avenue uptown, instead the bayou is a mish mosh of all different types of architecture and sizes and degrees of disrepair. Here is a little dollhouse that I used to pass and dream of putting my mom in. Truly it is so tiny, the photos don’t do it justice. But they pulled the front…
All around me I see the signs of summer and it could be because it is Memorial Day, and Southern social morays dictate that you can wear white after this day as absurd as that sounds even to write it now. But more importantly, as the lazy days of summer begin, my brain has juggernauted into action mode. Perhaps it is in the lazy days of summer that you can best reinvent yourself. A colleague…
A THOUGHT FOR TODAY: Why is it that one can look at a lion or a planet or an owl or at someone’s finger as long as one pleases, but looking into the eyes of another person is, if prolonged past a second, a perilous affair? -Walker Percy, author (1916-1990)
From the rise of Western Civilization till now we have been on the ascend, but perhaps as a colleague of mine was musing the other day, we are living through the ebb of Western affluence and the rise of the East once again. And wasn’t it strange that we thought it was normal to be accumulating such great wealth and we are thinking that its decline is abnormal. I was telling a neighbor how living…
I don’t incline myself to believe in the paranormal or to subscribe to parallel universe theories, but I do believe in mystery and wonder. There is no mistaking that my life has unfolded with a sense of a grander plan than even I had envisioned and if I walk back through and connect the dots they add up to this great narrative I can claim as my own. My own doing. But was it? I…