The Way Home, #3

It’s hot.  I mean, really hot.  It’s so hot that when you step from the shade across that Great Divide into the spot where the sun hits the pavement, you just wanna shrivel up.  Except that you can’t shrivel up because the humidity plumps you back out again. It’s the kind of hot that makes…

Breaks in the Routine

You have to have them sometimes.  They shake you out of the daze of your daily grind.  Even changing at what part in your morning process of getting ready for the day you decide to brush your teeth helps.  Recently I made some larger daily changes, revolving around my work schedule, that completely adjusted my…

An Epic Stroll (Warning: Contains Sweat. And Also a Bead Dog.)

This past Friday, I had it in my overly-active mind that it would be a Good Idea to spend 9 hours on foot in the Garden District, wandering the Magazine St. corridor.  See, J is working now (YAY!) on ‘Zine St., often needs the car for work, and this thereby renders me stranded in The Room…

Exploring, Wandering, Passin’ Time

Applying to jobs in a new town, or anywhere for that matter, involves a lot of time spent playing the Waiting Game.  Playing this Waiting Game all cooped up in a hotel room in Metairie defines, I think, a whole new idea of Stir Crazy.  Truly. Don’t get me wrong, we haven’t been hiding in…

A Lunchtime Walk

I seem to have a propensity for walking around and taking photos of things. Last November, I fell fairly valiantly, one could say with a mighty thud, off of my workout wagon.  My back had gone out, and I was incapable of doing much.  Then I got sick.  And then my back went out again. …

An Evening Walk

My husband and I only have one car between the two of us.  Since he works about 30 minutes away from home, and I, meanwhile, work a mere four blocks from our apartment, he wins driving rights, and I walk everywhere.  I’ve been Walking Everywhere for several years now, and I love it because I…