The Japan Festival was in the front of the museum this Sunday. I had walked over to the park with friends and we stumbled upon the Kaminari Taiko drummers set up right in front of the museum with huge drums. I always forget about this festival – they might want to consider putting some signs up because it’s a cool festival but like all festivals in New Orleans it is always when there is already…
We’ve been loathe to discuss our adoption plans as if by verbalizing what is going on, we might put the options in peril of not coming true. Nonsense. What we have been doing is armoring ourselves against what could happen in these transactions and that is for everyone to enter in agreement and come out with a different plan in the end. From Friday to Saturday we went from one to three children and now…
Hurricane Ida has appeared on the scene to rub in the fact that I said hurricane season was over. Today in the park when Loca stopped to play with this group of dogs she loves, one told me, “Enjoy the day, it’s the last of the good ones.” Although the other woman said, “We don’t have to worry about Ida.” Well Ida is bringing weather that is for sure, we could see it in the…
We had a ramp up of visitors all week from as far away as Madrid and London to NY. The new thing around here is a guest book that we are making our guest fill out as if we were an established Bed and Breakfast – or perhaps you would call this a Bed, Booze and Breakfast – but no matter, there is some damn good wine poured and the best Vodka Tonics on the…
We’re knee deep in the Mad Men series – the characters, the plot, the times – all just have captured our imagination. But it’s Betty that holds me spellbound. She looks and acts so like my own mother – a beautiful woman trapped with only smoking and wine to douse her overwhelming desire to run away. My mom ran away but as I remember as a young child, she was brought home, in the arms…
The conference fractured off into parties and music venues and we arrived with our posse to the Spotted Cat for good fun jazz. Thank god they restored this place, when it was renamed Jimbeaux’s I just wanted to spit, but it’s back to its former glory.
In the new version I learned that my need to do everything for everyone left very little room for everyone to be anyone. So the new me is all about giving space. I also know that focusing on something too much tends to make it suck the life out of everything else around it too. I went to bed on Friday consumed by the latest uncertainty on the adoption trail and even had told T…
I don’t know how many times you can headline your entry with TGIF but if you go back through mine – you might find it is the most repeated. The weather in New Orleans borders on perfection – cool air, bright sunshine, cloudless skies. Today was the day for tires – I had to get all new ones for the truck and T started her day with a flat – so I dropped one car…
One recurring theme that has come up among the nurses at the hospital is that most have been single mothers. One was telling me as we were fixing my mom’s bed that her three week old grandchild was sick and she was unable to think of anything else right now. She said, “I was a single mom when my kids were little and I had to struggle to work and take care of them and…