Are We There Yet? ‘Twas the night before Christmas in Bayou St. John And not a creature was stirring, not egret or swan; Not nutria, gator, or unclaimed canoe; Not the Councilmembers or Mayor Landrieu In the midst of whose loftiest dreams butted Head; Not Letten or masked right-hand Mann who was read Her rights, or a stone’s throw from these fallen fellas Ray Nagin who’d taken for granite Fradella; Not the exiled head coach…
So a friend who is gluten intolerant told me that I should look into it because it is usually connected with Hashimoto’s. Everything you read online states the same thing. So I went off gluten, and now every time I have any, I get sick to my stomach. More education is needed on my part – basically you have to just throw it all away and start from scratch and luckily more people in the…
Apparently, Psy’s video hit 1 billion views today for his Gangnam style. As a matter of fact, earlier today a six year old was asking to see the video again. This statistic might be frightening if it meant something, but it means nothing. Meanwhile, Tin and I watched twice – our video limit – the following video and memorized the lyrics (except the Arabic ones). It’s only received a few hundred over a million hits…
I was down the street getting something at the store and ran into neighbors on the bayou and told them about selling the house. He said, “But did you see the pelican today?” And she said, “How could you leave the bayou? We’ve been here for 28 years and I guess once you’ve been here that long, you know we just wouldn’t think of leaving?” How much did you pay for your house – $15K?…
I sat on the front porch looking at the pre-dawn light on the bayou and was thinking about building a house. Venus was bright as a bulb in the sky still. I had to laugh at myself. Are you crazy? Yes, I am I told the stars and planets. Crazy to think that I’m trying to simplify and have a blog I’m launching, a project staring down on me for work, a child, and am…
So the realtor sent over a lot of links to houses that look like houses, and since I’ve not lived in a house that looked like anyone else’s house in a while, I was a little discouraged. And then I went over to pick up the Yat Dictionaries that I had bought for a few friends for the holidays and ran into a woman who had trained Loca when she first came to live with…
My horoscope is so appropriate as it is most of the time: December 21, 2012 Taurus (4/20-5/20) New beginnings are not always marked by commencement ceremonies or starting pistols. All it takes to branch out in a new direction or get that side project finally off the ground is you! Stop waiting for the green light — there isn’t going to be one. Right now, you need to move forward on your own. If the…
I was sound asleep and in the middle of the night was roused by a woman outside, yelling, “Miracle. Come!” This went on for fifteen minutes. I’m not sure if I was still sleeping, if this indeed happened, and if it was a cat or a dog or what she was calling. This morning, I listed the LaLa and this afternoon, prospective buyers are coming to look. Miracle. Come!
Story from Another Inquisition Deborah wasn’t a Jew, and then she is: one day, the salt from lox—so flushed, so red—no longer cloys, but harkens to a parted sea, a mat of smoke and ocean on the tongue. Or maybe a relative in Argentina picks up the phone, calls Deborah, speaks the Barchu slowly, the Hebrew filling her ears, unlocking like a door. This relative, a quiet old refugee Jew, speaks Spanish to his mailman,…
I said to myself, self I said, go forward and in doing so the cards were falling in a perfect flush. Tomorrow the realtor comes by to list the house. I found a house that is interesting, bye bye bayou, maybe, just a maybe now, hello Isle of Denial (more will be revealed). Tonight, we were supposed to head to Evan’s concert at St. Louis Cathedral, which I was looking forward to but I ended…