Today’s my father’s birthday, he would have been 84 years old! Amazing. He died at 62 of a massive heart attack while putting on his shoes. He and my mother were visiting New Orleans from Atlanta where they had been living for about 15 years. He was at my brother’s condo on Metairie Road. I was supposed to have lunch with him. I went over there and knocked on the door a bunch of times…
I went over to take J home and L was home alone with the other two – her neighbor had asked her over for a little party but she had all three kids and couldn’t go so I said, go for a little bit, I’ll sit here with them while you’re gone. I sat there and realized how trapped a woman feels with children tethered to her, how one could get depressed, and how conflicting…
I was discussing with a friend my last blog entry and her thoughts were as follows – “Rachel, you say that at 48 and I could see how you might and how true this might be. But at 58 you think differently. You say to yourself – carpe diem!” If this is love, no matter what the cause, let me go there, let me wade deep in these waters, and soak it all up till…
I was reading a man’s journal entry about his attraction to emotionally unavailable women and how this is acting out a familiar pattern from his childhood of having an alcoholic and therefore emotionally unavailable mother. He talks about meeting a woman who he feels he could “fall madly in love with” and how it immediately lets him know that she is potentially an unavailable woman – because that is who he is attracted to on…
Yesterday afternoon, G stopped by and as we were chatting, who walks up but Fatma bearing gifts from Turkey – the blue eye on a crystal to ward off bad luck, and a pair of Burberry chic sunglasses for me to replace the ones that dropped in the bayou on one of our regattas. So good seeing her. Then J came over and a friend of G visiting from California came by and I played…
A bunch of friends came by last night, including new ones – one from California, one from New York – and we watched the 9 and 10 showing of the L-Word – all the drama – it reminds us of home. That’s why mom loves coming and hanging out around here with all the Lesbians because they are all beautiful and there is always drama. F says the reason why we have so many Lesbian…
Mom called tonight to tell me that the season premiere of the L Word is on. I told her I was going to watch it. In the middle of it, she called a little frantic and said she couldn’t find Showtime – what channel? What goes on?
We rode our bikes up and down the lakefront this morning in the punishing wind. And at breakfast I was admiring K’s ring and asked to try it on. She said it’s her magic ring. In Florida some years back she swam far out and while she was frolicking she lost it and she and L looked for it and couldn’t find it so she said “I let it go.” And suddenly L found the…
Stay home and take a long hot bath and put some new PJs on and wear my fuzzy slippers. But J wants me to drive across the lake and go to a party. And C text me to find out if we are dancing at the LaLa because she feels like dancing. And G text and says what r u up to? And M text and says “I will love you forever.” And B&K call…
I was looking at some short films C dropped in my mailbox of Thanksgiving here at the LaLa – us all dressed as pilgrims and indians and the delicious food that was spread out on every surface and of course, the dancing that ensued. Hanukkah rolled around and every night was a different group to light the menorah and celebrate the season with me. Then I was looking at pics of Christmas eve of G and I…