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Not going to pull any punches

There was another incident in the neighborhood last night at guess where? Pal’s – one of my neighbors sends this missive around: At aprox. 2:30 am last night, two masked gunmen kicked in the front door of Pal’s and ordered the bartender and the hired security man to the ground. The criminals then proceeded to confiscate customer wallets. One customer attempted to overpower a gunman and as a result of the struggle was shot. Thankfully,…

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Born on the bayou – well, almost

I forgot to go say happy birthday to my across the bayou neighbor – on June 22nd, she turned 94. We were on our way over to the museum today and passed and saw her sitting on her porch. She looked great. I tried to call Happy Birthday from the car but she couldn’t hear me so I jumped out and went over to wish her happy birthday. She said, “Well. Aren’t you going to…

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The Art of Caring

How appropriate that the New Orleans Museum of Art would be featuring an exhibit about the art of caring when it seems I and everyone else I know is in the process of coming to grips with aging parents. The photography exhibit features a wide range of images from motherhood to aging to death. A small exhibit, but well worth seeing.

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City Park in all its splendor

Summer in New Orleans has its own special quality – mainly hot, but also lazy and a step out of time. I walked with Loca over to City Park and we took a different path this morning over by where all the new landscaping and hardscaping is – to the right of the museum. It is really lovely what they have done there and as we rounded the bend of the large lagoon, we were…

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My bragging rights

We had friends over last night who are getting ready to head out of the country for a year and another friend came with them. I was showing him around the house and telling him the blow by blow of how this house came to fruition, except having done this tour before I’ve shortened the lengthy monologue I used to perform. The truth is I earned my bragging rights about this house. I remember when…

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How to tell a scam

I have a heightened bullshit detector built inside of me but it seems my mother never did. She called today to say she had a job! She was thrilled and excited and said she would be a mystery shopper for WalMart and they had sent her a $3000 check to get started. Sigh. But in the new and improved Rachel, rather than say, “Are you crazy?” instead I said, “Let me Google that. No, I’m…

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