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God is in the details

I feel somehow like I’m missing the war map on the wall, the one where you put flag pins in where you need to attack and have other color pins for what might be attacking you. Only this isn’t war, it is strategy and hustle and flying by the seat of your pants. I had someone tell me today that they admired my passion and it was for their business! That is what is nuts,…

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The Power Washers

I now have a saying, when the power washers come out you know your work is almost done. That’s right, after schlepping to the Salvation Army, from front of the house to back of the house, to the hardware store, to WalMart, to Lowes to get every little thing we need to make the adjustment from OccupyingTheLaLa to being VRBO/AirBnB home owners, finally were able to wash down the screen porch, outdoor shower and beyond.…

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The new family song

Will you stay in our Lovers’ Story If you stay you won’t be sorry ‘Cause we believe in you Soon you’ll grow so take a chance With a couple of Kooks Hung up on romancing Will you stay in our Lovers’ Story If you stay you won’t be sorry ‘Cause we believe in you Soon you’ll grow so take a chance With a couple of Kooks Hung up on romancing We bought a lot of…

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They all asked for you (in your sleep)

My days are crammed full of all the good things in life – satisfying work, change for the better, Tin building cranes out of drumsticks and making trumpets out of forks. I walk through the house that a moment ago seemed like an incredible burden and now I see freedom. Rudy is still on a scaffold in back of the house putting up the hardie board after he tore out the dry rotted low grade…

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The Original Social Network

Anyone from New Orleans will tell you that when you meet someone the first thing they ask you here is what high school did you go to? I always thought it was because most did not go onto college or work for large companies like elsewhere. But last night I was speaking to someone from California, who is Japanese via Hawaii and she said, “That’s how it is in Hawaii. No one cares where you…

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Ode to a great neighborhood

Last night, we had new friends from Tin’s school come by to walk with us over to Bounty by the Bayou, an annual kid’s trick or treating event that the neighborhood association puts on every year. The streets are blocked off, free hot dogs are served, and the house and inhabitants are all decked out in Halloween spirit. The neighborhood does this after it does Voodoo on the Bayou, the annual fundraising event at the…

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The acquiring years vs the purging years

Maybe 52 is a good age to get rid of everything. Five to six contractor bags of clothes gone, five to six contractor bags of purses, scarves, belts, sweaters, and shoes gone. Medicine from years ago trashed. A baseball glove from the brother of my first husband that I must have been carrying around for what – 27 years? – are you kidding me? We have been going through this house and purging, purging and…

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The toddler years

Last night a good friend was having a throw down birthday party and the neighborhood was having its annual event at the Pitot House (Voodoo on the Bayou) and we could not find a babysitter to save our life because every teenager in this city has a Halloween commitment or is at Voodoo Fest, so we opted for the friend’s party that started early and to bring Tin. Well whatyougonnado? When I tell you that…

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