We are all trenchermen today
Last night, my oldest niece who has an issue with me ever since she found out about the affair called to tell me not to bring the Bean to the Thanksgiving meal – she said there were too many dogs there already and the babies. “No hard feelings, right?”
“Right,” Rachel responded through thin lips.
So this morning I walked the Bean a good long walk and ran into Gomez and told him about my 19th nervous breakdown and he said – “just think, this time next year, these will not be your concerns” and then he went on to descibe how lucky I am and I looked at him and said, wait, aren’t you Gomez?
Along the walk I noticed that my neighbors had run over my boundary line flag in the backyard. We ran into E walking Mabel and she was wearing the chicest sunglasses I’ve ever seen, which she said she bought for $2. I said best $2 you ever spent.
Then we kept seeing L, man of mystery, across the bayou from us, and I tried to whistle but my mouth was too dry so Les whistled, no response. I tried waving and L tried waving, but no response.
Then when we were at the Dumaine Bridge, parting, L walked by with her two dogs – as always as if she has a rod stuck up her back – we said happy thanksgiving in unison and she barely grunted back. I whispered “prima donna” under my breath and then tried to stand like she does, with a rod down my back, and told Gomez – don’t you think if I walked around like this all the time people would think I was trying to add emphasis to my breasts – we laughed.
I came home and got my bike and drove by the LaLa and put a concrete block through the survey flag and went in to find M there painting the gray on the entertainment wall – it looks fabulous. I stood in the sunlit room on this gorgeous – uber gorgeous – day and felt good about the house – I’ll pull through this – just have to breathe.
Then I took my bike to the track and watched the horses – it’s opening day at the Fair Grounds – lot of folk headed there today for the races and Thanksgiving meal. Lucky folk. The horses were prancing about in this weather – and the jockeys looked so tiny on top of those big creatures.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone – say a prayer for the turkeys who gave their lives for your enjoyment and tradition – and if you are in New Orleans – GO OUTSIDE – it is the most beautiful day of the year!!!!