Au Régime!

Almost two months ago, mon meilleur ami came to stay with me, for about three weeks. Originally French, he grew up in Paris and now lives in Barcelona working as a theatre instructor. We met in Louisiana when I was in high school, back in the late 80s, and essentially, he is family. Even though…

Breathing, Baking and Baton Rouging

Since December, I’ve been trying to make a few healthier living transitions. Some have worked out better than others, but at least it’s a start. Nana also reminded me that as a kid I’d push myself to work and work before ever going out to play or watch TV or whatever. I still do this….

you can take the girl out of louisiana …

… but you can never take the louisiana out of the girl. very much enjoying the cooler temps, which oddly enough send me dreaming of another place, maybe north, maybe east. a city where the fashionable wear boots and scarves and hats. where folks mill about alfresco, running from office to cab to shop to…

Keep Dancing

The thoughts and emotions swimming around in my head today are keeping me out of sorts. It’s as if rubber balls are bouncing around inside me. As soon as one settles, a new one pops up, startling me with another hit. And it’s nauseating. I go from tears to love to laughter to wanting to…

La Boucherie (warning: graphic pics)

If you are squeamish, a vegetarian or prefer to see your meat wrapped in plastic in the supermarket, then please stop here. There are graphic photos following the article, which may be too much for some. If you’re not bothered, however, thank you for reading. When I was about 10 years old, I watched a…

Finding Myself

In 2009, a few months after Mom’s death, I left southwest Louisiana. The fears, the sadness, the weight of everything was too much to bear so I took off on the Crescent and headed north to NYC. Moving along from Brooklyn to Seattle and on to a few international stopovers, six years later here I…

The Good Bits

with all this moanin’ & groanin’ i’ve been doing about life. – how hard it is. how much i’d rather be in paris or any other place more civilized. how i can’t sleep. how no one uses blinkers (indicators). how um … unhealthy … people are. how no one recycles. how they give you 5…

Welcome Home …

Back in Lafayette, Louisiana with my boyfriend, Guy, we’re nearly done unpacking boxes and hanging art. But still trying to place both feet on the ground, we are coming to terms that, yes, we are living here – no, and yay, we don’t have to live out of a suitcase – and, no, this is…