When my mom was young, she had four little boys and two little girls and how she kept from going stark raving mad is impossible to know. But she did have a creative streak. We lived in an apartment on Louisiana Avenue Parkway and there was a big rotund water heater in our kitchen. My mom took a magic marker and drew a benign face and wrapped a frilly apron around it and called her…
I remember when mom was in the hospital she kept making a circular motion in the bed and telling the nurses she was making room for the baby. And she was. She left a big space in my life that a baby is filling up. In the meantime, everyone at the LaLa stopped their swirling motion of making room for a baby when the baby actually showed up – Gadzooks! It is quite amazing how…
For some reason, all of my significant partners in life have been atheists. Today’s Christmas – not a morning that Jews are stirring because there are no gifts and there is no tree. But here at the LaLa where we live, we have a Christmas Story and it goes something like this, my mother who is now angel knew that there was one thing in my wonderful life I wanted more than anything else –…
Tight-ends of Comfort and Joy ‘Twas the night before Christmas in Faubourg-St. John And not a creature was stirring, off the bayou or on— Not a tweet from a bird, not a flick from a fish, Not a twitter through cable or satellite dish. The cowboy whose dog-leash had lassoed the gator, The special-needs ducklings whose meals, fully catered, Were crashed by the nutria looting our shores, The half-sunken castaway crafts without oars, The boards…
Having a bed-in is a great idea, John and Yoko did it for world peace, we did it for peace of mind. We read last Sunday’s New York Times, we let Loca up to snuggle, we let Bam Bam join in for pets and we had our tea and just thought pleasant thoughts. We ended up finding just what we have been missing around here – peace of mind. I strongly urge you to have…
Michele came into yoga class the other day at NOAC and said she is lucky that everyday she gets to go to work and hang out with cool people. Well the same can be said for New Orleans, like minded people, birds of a feather, we’re all here together for a reason. Last night, friends of ours who have three small children said that their mother was in the country and they had a babysitter…
We woke this morning to a silvery grey fog that hung and clung to landscape here on Bayou St. John. As Loca and I walked through the spooky park this morning, we marveled at how quiet the fog makes the world. It’s interesting because one of the lores of the South is that it is so hot people have their windows open and you can hear the private conversations for miles because voices travel easy…
Right before Katrina, City Park had a bond that was approved to do major renovations and additions to the park. One of them was the Big Lake project which is on the right of the entrance. After four plus years, the project is completed and the lake is sporting paddle and row boats and big spouting geyser in the middle. Aside from the trees, the infrastructure, and its position right next to the New Orleans…
I have been trying not to give into this sort of negative or tumultuous energy that has been in the air but I was speaking to a source of mine and she said, “I’ve never been so busy in my life, it’s exhausting.” Boy, don’t I know it. I wondered out loud if the earth was maybe spinning faster or whether it was my new found 50 years of age that was making everything seem…
I heard that there was the 4th murder in 40 years in Tiburon today and my only response is what goes on? Is Tiburon in some kind of collective torpor – I mean really – I am living in the murder capital of the US, so maybe I find it odd that somewhere else there are only 4 deaths in 40 years – the 4th in Tiburon was a 70 year old woman was shot…