The other name for pay it forward is karma and yes, there is a bank of karma, and you best have enough chits in it. Lately, I’ve had such an outpouring of manna from heaven and I feel first, lucky, and second, that I deserve it. A friend was over at my house for a meeting on Sunday, she said I have a cabinet, I said I need a cabinet – next thing you know…
If you can fog a mirror, then you are hearing a lot of negative press these days, and it is infesting your brain. Two years ago, we were maintaining our houses the same way we are doing it now, only a little more joyously. Yesterday, when Rudy stopped by to tell me more about the termite treatment I need and the boards that I need replaced and the flashing that should have been put in…
The other day I was walking through City Park and noticed how the light was changing, coming in at the horizontal slant that signals fall. The ducks were leaving shadows in their wake. I sent a tweet to City Park saying fall is beautiful in City Park or the like, and they tweeted back, take a photo we have been looking for fall. I wrote back “how do you photograph shadows and light?” This morning…
When you wake up in the morning and the first thing that crosses your mind is what a beautiful day, you know that you are getting it right.
I got up this morning and walked the dogs in the pitch black of the morning and then came home to prepare Tin’s breakfast and his lunch. His carefully assigned breakfast and lunch. Monday is Egg and Toast day for breakfast and it is Tuna Fish and Cracker Day for lunch. These assigned days have helped figure things out and keep the whining at bay. Only after fixing all of this, I went to go…
Yesterday was a glorious day here in New Orleans and a neighbor/friend text me – Bike Ride? – and an hour later we were careening down the bike path that follows the bayou out to Lake Ponchartrain. Beautiful doesn’t begin to describe the ride (a large Louisiana pelican followed us in flight for most of the way) and there was even more reward when we got to the Lake and rode up the ramp to…
The NOLA Timebank is up and running and today the NYT posted an article about a bartering system that is starting up in Greece. It all goes to show you that when the world is going to hell in a handbasket, people get pretty damn resourceful pretty damn quick. Good to know. Remember the saying that when a butterfly flaps its wings in Argentina, China gets a cold, well that is the world we are…
I think back when I was a young child left with my sister and our nanny, Annie, the coifed water heater that was in our kitchen. My mother had painted a face and tied an apron around it and so was born our nanny. It was by accident that we stumbled upon the Waldorf School and enrolled Tin there, not that we hadn’t always heard good things about the school but honestly prior to Tin…
I have delusions of grandeur and often thought on returning to New Orleans that I would become a columnist at the Times Picayune much in the same way that Herb Caen was for the San Francisco Chronicle. I had dreams of singing the praises of this grand old dame of a city and its denizens and culture. Instead I came home to monumental changes – Katrina and the subsequent Federal Flood, the decline of newspaper…