David Bowie got me through Mardi Gras. He did this, inadvertently, by up and passing away in early January this year. I found out on a Monday morning after the day it happened, groggy on the porch, waking up to a new day and a new week. I read it on Facebook. It devastated me….
Category: Relocation
When Nature Calls
When nature calls…you listen. I’m not talking about that moment where you’re sitting comfortably at a table in a pub, drinking pints, and suddenly all that fine liquid barley catches up and you suddenly REALLY have to pee and end up forfeiting a great conversation for a mad dash to the loo. Although you should…
Reunion
I usually have a rule for myself, of not posting more than one blog entry in a day. I’m breaking that rule today to get the following out, because I’ve been sitting on these emotions for weeks and…it’s just time. More about my crazy month-and-a-half will follow in a more regulated fashion. ***** I’m glad…
Memory Lane
It’s a hot, lazy, don’t-ever-leave-the-house sort of summer day down here, today. Tomorrow is supposed to be worse. I think the ubiquitous They even have a Heat Warning out for these Stifling Southern Climes. That being said, I’ve whiled away the afternoon today on my steamy porch, sipping pink wine, listening to Squirrel Nut Zippers (because…
Playing Tourist
When you move to a city that you used to be your go-to Happy Vacation Place, occasionally playing tourist is an important thing to do. Think about it – once upon a time, you had this one place you were completely in love with, and would escape the day-to-day drudgery of your real life by…
Stardust Soap Opera
Today I was caught cheating on a man with another man. I know, you say, “OH, the HUMANITY!” But when a girl needs her hair cut before an event, she goes to desperate measures. As a result, I now have two Hair Guys. Before Blush Ball, I was desperate for a cut. I was notified,…
Eight Years Later: My Away-from-Katrina Story
Today I got up and rode the streetcar to work, did my job, had a po-boy for lunch, continued to do my job, rode the streetcar home, and am now writing this while drinking out of a Juan’s Flying Burrito go-cup and the Saints kick off in about 15 minutes. Business as usual. But not…
The House Guests
Early this morning, I found myself brushing my teeth with one hand and slaughtering termites with the other. Going through my usual a.m. routine, I was brushing my teeth at the kitchen sink (we only have one full bathroom) and noticed a smattering of the little bastards creepy-crawlying around the kitchen windowsills. Never missing a beat,…
We Made It
Hi. My name is Sooz. I live in the Lower Garden District in New Orleans, Louisiana… Oh my gods. Do you know how LONG I have been waiting to write that?! Years. YEARS. More so this past year, when I just kept waiting for it to be true. Let me say it again, because it…
Follow Your Crazy 