Sunday, September 25, 2005
Coffee and Blogs
I have my coffee and am ready to read on. I love Sunday morning coffee while reading blogs. I am so happy today.
Last night at the coffee shop, I noticed this cute couple. It is a gay coffee house right behind all the gay bars. There was this white guy and a Latin guy. They seemed so in love. They would hold hands, and get real close and talk. Each listened intently while the other spoke. They would let go of their hands and start getting animated, talking with their hands, and then go back to hold hands. They would lean in and kiss - ever so sweetly. There were moments when they would be silent and just look at each other. They intertwined their arms and place their elbows on the table, talking. They barely noticed anyone around them. I made eye contact with one and smiled. Then there other turned to look and I smiled again. They both smiled and blushed just a bit. They were both handsome, young, and by all appearances, in love.
Last night at the coffee shop, I noticed this cute couple. It is a gay coffee house right behind all the gay bars. There was this white guy and a Latin guy. They seemed so in love. They would hold hands, and get real close and talk. Each listened intently while the other spoke. They would let go of their hands and start getting animated, talking with their hands, and then go back to hold hands. They would lean in and kiss - ever so sweetly. There were moments when they would be silent and just look at each other. They intertwined their arms and place their elbows on the table, talking. They barely noticed anyone around them. I made eye contact with one and smiled. Then there other turned to look and I smiled again. They both smiled and blushed just a bit. They were both handsome, young, and by all appearances, in love.
Oh! To be young and in love.
Saturday, September 24, 2005
Whew
I went to my friend's house to "weather the storm" Or "hunker down". ( I learned some new expressions in the last couple of days.) The latest reports said that RITA would be bypassing us altogether. We had fun. Watched TV for new updates. Made fun of some of the ridiculous questions being asked by viewers. And then came up with some of our own. We had dinner and talked. Eventually we went to bed. I think I fell asleep around midnight.
I woke up at 6:20 am. I immediately looked out the window and saw the lights on at the church across the street. When I was walking thru the house, I realized there was no power. No biggie. We were expecting this. I let Coco out, and noticed that the fence on the side of his house fell. No biggie, minor damage.
We listened to the new reports. No flooding in Houston, down power lights, power outages in sporadic areas, some fallen trees, lots of limbs and leaves. Whew! So, I decided to come back home. It was spooky driving when no one else was on the road. Lots of traffic lights were out - some were hanging. When I got home, everything looked good. My power was out. Again, no big deal. I pulled up the blinds all around the house. I still had to light some candles though - THANK GOD I AM A CANDLE WHORE! I rolled up my sleeves and got to work. Emptying out all the containers of water, taking the tape off the windows, putting all those picture frames back where they belonged. ( I love my pictures, so many memories. I picked them all up and put them in a huge plastic storage bin. In my head this was gonna keep them safe.) So basically, just undoing all the preparations for the hurricane. I was putting away some stuff and thought it was kinda hot so I was gonna open a window for a breeze. In my bedroom, I felt a breeze that took me by surprise cause I had not opened a window yet. YAY! The ceiling fan was on. Power had come back on. I drained the bathtub of the water and took a hot shower and went to a meeting.
After the meeting, we tried to go eat. One place was open with a single item menu. It was kinda hot so we each went home and ate in our respective houses. I still kept on with the clean up. I went to birthday night. It was nice. After we tried to go eat again. I had called around and found one coffee shop open. They do serve sandwiches and pizza and lots of different cakes. No one wanted to go there. So we went to a Mexican Restaurant. They ran out of food. We went to a Chinese restaurant, you had to order beef dish and wait about an hour or so and it was take out. We went to a Mediterranean restaurant, THEY WERE SUPER PACKED! ughhh! So we ended up at the Hollywood coffee Shop. About 30 of us. I love AA's. The don't do anything small. It took forever to order as there was a huge line. When we got to the counter, we ordered cake to eat while we waited on our food. It was nice to hangout and catch up and tell our little war stories. I am sure that tomorrow, the city will become alive again. All those that evacuated will come home. We still have gasoline shortages. That will take care of itself with time too.
I woke up at 6:20 am. I immediately looked out the window and saw the lights on at the church across the street. When I was walking thru the house, I realized there was no power. No biggie. We were expecting this. I let Coco out, and noticed that the fence on the side of his house fell. No biggie, minor damage.
We listened to the new reports. No flooding in Houston, down power lights, power outages in sporadic areas, some fallen trees, lots of limbs and leaves. Whew! So, I decided to come back home. It was spooky driving when no one else was on the road. Lots of traffic lights were out - some were hanging. When I got home, everything looked good. My power was out. Again, no big deal. I pulled up the blinds all around the house. I still had to light some candles though - THANK GOD I AM A CANDLE WHORE! I rolled up my sleeves and got to work. Emptying out all the containers of water, taking the tape off the windows, putting all those picture frames back where they belonged. ( I love my pictures, so many memories. I picked them all up and put them in a huge plastic storage bin. In my head this was gonna keep them safe.) So basically, just undoing all the preparations for the hurricane. I was putting away some stuff and thought it was kinda hot so I was gonna open a window for a breeze. In my bedroom, I felt a breeze that took me by surprise cause I had not opened a window yet. YAY! The ceiling fan was on. Power had come back on. I drained the bathtub of the water and took a hot shower and went to a meeting.
After the meeting, we tried to go eat. One place was open with a single item menu. It was kinda hot so we each went home and ate in our respective houses. I still kept on with the clean up. I went to birthday night. It was nice. After we tried to go eat again. I had called around and found one coffee shop open. They do serve sandwiches and pizza and lots of different cakes. No one wanted to go there. So we went to a Mexican Restaurant. They ran out of food. We went to a Chinese restaurant, you had to order beef dish and wait about an hour or so and it was take out. We went to a Mediterranean restaurant, THEY WERE SUPER PACKED! ughhh! So we ended up at the Hollywood coffee Shop. About 30 of us. I love AA's. The don't do anything small. It took forever to order as there was a huge line. When we got to the counter, we ordered cake to eat while we waited on our food. It was nice to hangout and catch up and tell our little war stories. I am sure that tomorrow, the city will become alive again. All those that evacuated will come home. We still have gasoline shortages. That will take care of itself with time too.
Whew! I guess we were lucky on this one.
Friday, September 23, 2005
Running From Rita
RUNNING FROM RITA
That was the headlines yesterday. The freeways have been jammed as evacuees are trying to get out of the city. Cars have been stranded on the side of the road because they ran out of gas. Goddess Mother and Bubbles left Wed night at 11:30pm heading to San Antonio. She called me at 6:30 am and was just at I-10 and Highway 6. That is only 20 or so miles! 7 hours in bumper-to-bumper traffic and had just traversed 20 miles. wow!
The latest reports say that it may not be as bad as originally thought. Rita is now a Category 4 hurricane. Houston is on the "Clean" side now which is good. Of course, one never knows what will happen. Hurricanes are so unpredictable.
I want to say that I have been touched by how many people have called to ask how I am doing and some to offer a place to stay. Everyone from New Jersey to San Francisco and all points in between. You know, I cherish my friendships very much. I kept getting phone calls while doing hurricane preparation. THIS WAS A VERY WELCOME DISTRACTION. I was very busy yesterday cleaning up the back yard. Bringing everything in could be fly around and become a missile causing damage to whatever it hits. I have filled so many containers with water, it is not funny. One bathtub is filled already. The other one will be filled as soon as I finish this and take a shower.
My family is fine. Everyone is already in place where they plan to stay. I was going to go to The Woodlands, but changed my mind. It may be hard to get back home from way up there. Instead I am going to Maxeen's. Who knows, maybe we will play Canasta all night long.
I want to say that I have been a bit worried. I have never been thru this before. I know that whatever will be, will be. I have been praying. I have taken time to be still. There is such a peace in stillness. The phrase that kept coming to mind was "Be still and know that I am God." This was not in some religious way. It was more of a peaceful, "I am taking care of you" way. I believe that I am a child of God's. I believe that God watches over me. (how else could i have survived being such an alcoholic and drug addict) I had a over whelming feeling of humility. Being humble before a power so much greater than myself. A Higher Power that would most certainly know what is best for me. I told the Fearless Leader when she called that what I wanted was to be a 5 year old child. To raise my hand up and have an grown up come by and take my hand to lead me as I do not know what to do. Reminded me of the prayer of Sir Thomas Merton. "I have no idea where I am going......My desire to please you, does in fact please you......you will lead me by the right road, though I may know nothing about it." (just a few phrases-not the whole prayer) Yesterday morning the Southern Belle called me from Louisiana and said "Get a pen. We are making a list. I just went thru this a few weeks ago. Let's do this now while you are still calm." Is that not my fears being solved? A "grown up" (one who has been thru this and has more experience that me) taking my hand and leading me. THANK YOU!
I made my list. I have crossed off just about everything. The car is loaded. I am going to go to Maxeen's house. I will leave around noon.
Oh, one last thing. I went to an AA meeting last night. The leader was being a DICK! Said to please share on topic. "If we were going to share about the hurricane he would cut us off." WHATEVER! I had not been to a meeting since Monday. I needed to be around people that may have the same fears as me. TO KNOW THAT I AM NOT UNIQUE! Just because he was tired of hearing people share about the hurricane does not mean that WE are not affected by this still. He does not know what I should be sharing about. Several people spoke up and then many people left the meeting. One of the guys that left the meeting simply stated, "Our leaders are but trusted servants, they do not govern." i waited a bit, got a bit worked up then left too. I talked to someone for while in the lobby. The group of people that left started a meeting in a different room. what's that saying, " All you need to start a new AA group is a coffee pot and a resentment." lol
I realized I had been sucked into RITA. That is all I have been watching. So I came home and watched a movie. I already felt better from having talked to someone. I also had a good night's sleep. YAY!
in closing. What I have learned thru this:
Prayer and meditation are KEY to letting no one steal my peace.
NOT EVEN RITA.
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
RITA
Do you see where that #3 is? That is where I live. I dont scare easily. But Rita is working me something awfull. Ok. Mother Nature. I get it. Your are a VERY poweful Lady that should be respected. Please be gentle with us.
Rita is now a category 5 hurricane. That's a big deal! That is the same as Katrina that wiped out New Orleans just a few weeks ago. And Rita is heading toward Texas.
Oh Gosh. Where do I start? It has been such a crazy day. I went on appointments trying to have business as usual. I started to get a clue when a client of mine told me they were evacuating their residents. She is the administrator for a nursing home in Wharton, TX. Imagine that. They are on the Gulf Coast. I was also in West Houston. I tried going to Walmart - all out of stuff and several Walgreens and CVS Pharmacies - all out also. YESTERDAY I went to 3 THREE Krogers stores for water. THEY WERE OUT!!! The shelves were empty. There was some Perrier, but you know, I'm a good ole Texas boy. I like Ozarka. :)
So, as the day progressed I got to see lots of people out and about. Gas stations had extremely long lines. I had half a tank but figured I should fill up just in case. TOOK ME 30 MINUTES. ughhh! I went with a friend to get gas for him and it took 45 minutes. Double UGHHH! The good news about that is that at that gas station I found water, Dasani 1liter bottles. It was the last case. The bad news, i had to pay regular price so for the 12 bottle case, I paid $14.28. YIKES I went with Goddess Mother and Bubbles to get gas one place had way too long lines. The second place ws not bad. After waiting in line for bout 20 minutes, we were 3rd car away from teh pump and they ran out of gas. The third place we went was about another 20 minutes wait and we were able to get her car fueled up! By the way I have a duty to mention that there were Chevron stations. I have a near and dear friend that works for Chevron-Texaco. There, dutifully mentioned!
I dont scare easily. But I am a bit scared now. The news keeps changing. I have options open. I can go to The Woodlands just 30miles north of Houston (due to evacuations about 3 hours time) and stay with the Hot Yoga Chick and her husband. I can stay with friends in Dallas. I called my friend in Ft Worth and he said I was absolutely welcome - Coco too! YAY! I thought about heading back to San Francisco for another 5 days. I mean, I can wait there just as well as I can wait in Ft Worth. (Probably not, but a good idea.) I am one of the lucky ones.
Mary Christmas is already in Dallas on assignment. He will stay there and fly to Florida for his next assignment instead of coming home for the weekend. Goddess Mother and Bubbles are going to stay with her son in San Antonio. (that's about three hours away, due to the evacuations it is now about 8 hours time) My brother and his family have a plan. My sister and her family have a plan. My mom and two other brothers are in Mexico, lucky them.
The news keeps changing. Galveston has been evacuated. The projected storm surge will cover the ENTIRE ISLAND. This is like The Storm of 1900. The Storm surge will come inland and cover Texas City, Clear Lake, Dickinson, Pasadena, La Porte, even Baytown. These places are so close. And So close to heart. I Live right in Montrose. Just west of Downtown. I think it will be ok. BUT you never know. With the new projected and SUSTAINED winds, there may well be lots of damage. Who am I kidding. There will definitely be lots of damage. My not necessarily to my house or on my street, but there will be damage. I am gonna keep my eye on the news and make a decision in the morning. I dont know if I will be leaving or not. I told my friend Maxeen, that I was doing what he was doing. If he leaves, so will I.
In the meantime, please keep all of us in your prayers. It is not about the material stuff. Although I am thankful for insurance. And that my policies are up-to-date. I hope everyone is safe. May Saint Jodocus watch over each and every one of us. (I learned about this Saint thru Daigle in one of his posts. gotta love a sea-faring guy that know who is looking out for him - Thanks Daigle!)
Friday, September 16, 2005
Welcome Home Mary Christmas
I AM SO GLAD THAT MARY CHRISTMAS IS COMING HOME!!
I don't want this to end up being a sappy post - although I think it will be.
My roommate and best friend I coming home today. He has been gone two weeks on vacation in Italy. (Can you believe the bastard went without me!?) But I digress. There has been sooooo much going on in the time that he has been gone. And I did not realize how much I depend on him for support. I mean, I know that he is there and we talk about many different things all the time. BUT when he was not there, it was very obvious how much I talk to him. I need my friend. I want my friend. That is how I get through the tough times. And that is who makes the good times so special
***I think this is where I hear the theme song to the Golden Girls
Thank you for being a friend
Travelled down the road and back again
Your heart s true; you're a pal and a confidant
And if you threw a party
Invited everyone you knew
You would se the biggest gift would be from me
and the card attached would say
Thank you for being friend. ***
We have been friends a long time. And we have long history, my friend. We met in high school. Actually, the summer before our freshman year. We both signed up to take a pre-algebra class. (we both sucked at math, although he got better grades than I did. Maybe cause he studied lol) I thank God that you are in my life and have been for so long. It is official. We have know each other OVER half our lives. I keep you in my prayers especially on days you travel. I am grateful for your kind and caring heart. The way you let me bend your ear with whatever problem (usually guy related) or joy ha come into my life. And that's another thing. Thank you for all the joy, laughter, yes lots of laughter and silliness, oh if there were cameras present when we were not looking. With all sincerity, earnestness, and respect. I am honored to call you my friend. I love you and am glad you are home!
I don't want this to end up being a sappy post - although I think it will be.
My roommate and best friend I coming home today. He has been gone two weeks on vacation in Italy. (Can you believe the bastard went without me!?) But I digress. There has been sooooo much going on in the time that he has been gone. And I did not realize how much I depend on him for support. I mean, I know that he is there and we talk about many different things all the time. BUT when he was not there, it was very obvious how much I talk to him. I need my friend. I want my friend. That is how I get through the tough times. And that is who makes the good times so special
***I think this is where I hear the theme song to the Golden Girls
Thank you for being a friend
Travelled down the road and back again
Your heart s true; you're a pal and a confidant
And if you threw a party
Invited everyone you knew
You would se the biggest gift would be from me
and the card attached would say
Thank you for being friend. ***
We have been friends a long time. And we have long history, my friend. We met in high school. Actually, the summer before our freshman year. We both signed up to take a pre-algebra class. (we both sucked at math, although he got better grades than I did. Maybe cause he studied lol) I thank God that you are in my life and have been for so long. It is official. We have know each other OVER half our lives. I keep you in my prayers especially on days you travel. I am grateful for your kind and caring heart. The way you let me bend your ear with whatever problem (usually guy related) or joy ha come into my life. And that's another thing. Thank you for all the joy, laughter, yes lots of laughter and silliness, oh if there were cameras present when we were not looking. With all sincerity, earnestness, and respect. I am honored to call you my friend. I love you and am glad you are home!
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
My Tattoo
On Saturday August 24, I went with my friend, Chase to get my first real tatoo. (this one does not wash off.) Chase, shown here is the best guy you can take to show you where to go. As you can see, he is rather hot. And he isno stranger to tattoos. He has lots. He got one too that day. It say: ASSUME NOTHING on the back of his neck. I am glad I had such a great guide.
There was actually a group of supporters. I was very scared. I kept calling it my $3,040.00 tattoo. Yes. It cost $40. BUT, when I decide to have t removed.....that'll run two to three ($2,000 or $3,000)THOUSAND dollars. yikes.
We had a hard time trying to figure our where EXACTLY it should go....
I tried covering my....unkemptness. A-HEM~! No Comments please.
Then, the artist at work while I squirmed.
I was kind of a wuussss! But it really did hurt. I was trying to make faces. I even bit my lip at one point. I really dislike needles.
In case you are wondering. Yes. It is the PUMA logo. I love Puma gear. Tanks, sweats, shorts, sweaters, shoes.....yes the SHOES! I will post about my love for Puma another day. Today is about the tattoo. Here is the finished tattoo.
Awesome. It has been three weeks. It never scabbed or rubbed or anything. In fact, I dont think I lost any ink. That's a good thing, right? Of course, no one has really seen it. Yeah, from time to time I pull the top of my pants ( at the waist) down a little bit with my thumb in order to reveal it. But I want to SHOW it to someone. :)
There was actually a group of supporters. I was very scared. I kept calling it my $3,040.00 tattoo. Yes. It cost $40. BUT, when I decide to have t removed.....that'll run two to three ($2,000 or $3,000)THOUSAND dollars. yikes.
We had a hard time trying to figure our where EXACTLY it should go....
I tried covering my....unkemptness. A-HEM~! No Comments please.
Then, the artist at work while I squirmed.
I was kind of a wuussss! But it really did hurt. I was trying to make faces. I even bit my lip at one point. I really dislike needles.
In case you are wondering. Yes. It is the PUMA logo. I love Puma gear. Tanks, sweats, shorts, sweaters, shoes.....yes the SHOES! I will post about my love for Puma another day. Today is about the tattoo. Here is the finished tattoo.
Awesome. It has been three weeks. It never scabbed or rubbed or anything. In fact, I dont think I lost any ink. That's a good thing, right? Of course, no one has really seen it. Yeah, from time to time I pull the top of my pants ( at the waist) down a little bit with my thumb in order to reveal it. But I want to SHOW it to someone. :)
Monday, September 12, 2005
I Left my Heart in San Francisco
I had such a great time yesterday at the Eagle with ChadFox and Daigle. Those guys were super nice. Really good people, you know. I am always sad when I leave San Francisco. I hate good bye's. I prefer to go to the airport alone - not being dropped off or anything like that. In this way, I remember what fun I had. The last memories of what we were doing. Instead of my last memory being sad as I see you drive away. lol Just one of my quirks.
At the Eagle they had a band. There was some lady on stage singing. It was a sight to see. They were also grilling burgers and had food. They were having some sort of benefit. It was a lot of fun. So of course at the end, the lady sang a good song for me, it was not really for me I believe it was part of the line up. It was as though this was being orchestrated just for me. It was perfect. I captured it on small video clip. Let's see if I can get this to work.
I keep trying everything I know - and that is not a lot. lol I am unable to share this 30 second video clip. DAMN IT!
Anyway. Her last song was I LEFT MY HEART IN SAN FRANCISCO. I did get a bit misty-eyed. Hence, I dislike good byes. I dont think anyone noticed me.
This song made for a perfect ending to a perfect trip.
I heart San Francisco
At the Eagle they had a band. There was some lady on stage singing. It was a sight to see. They were also grilling burgers and had food. They were having some sort of benefit. It was a lot of fun. So of course at the end, the lady sang a good song for me, it was not really for me I believe it was part of the line up. It was as though this was being orchestrated just for me. It was perfect. I captured it on small video clip. Let's see if I can get this to work.
I keep trying everything I know - and that is not a lot. lol I am unable to share this 30 second video clip. DAMN IT!
Anyway. Her last song was I LEFT MY HEART IN SAN FRANCISCO. I did get a bit misty-eyed. Hence, I dislike good byes. I dont think anyone noticed me.
This song made for a perfect ending to a perfect trip.
I heart San Francisco
Sunday, September 11, 2005
The Foxy ChadFox
I met ChadFox today. He was meeting me at the hotel. Yes, he was running a little late too. I was hungry so I went downstairs to the little deli to get a muffin and I saw him walking in past me. "Chad!" I yelled. He smiled that gorgeous smile. I felt my heart skip a beat. He was HOT! Oh sooooo hot.
I got a muffin and we took off into Chinatown. He is tall, of course most people are compared to me. lol He was easy to spot in Chinatown. He was the tallest one there. There was some sort of Fall Festival going on. SO many people on the street. He had his trusty camera with him and was taking lots of pictures. I had mine too. This is Chad in action. Such a cutie!
I have been to Chinatown many times, but this time I had a tour guide. You would have thought I had never been. Seeing all of this thru someone else's eyes. Thanks for sharing that ChadFox.
So he took me to a little tea shop and bought some tea. No, not a cup of tea. A few boxes of tea, to bring back home with me. That was so nice and sweet. My little ChadFox parting gift. Thank you ChadFox.
We made our way back to his apartment and had some tea. The tea shop was out of plum tea but Chad had it back home. I had the plum and he had something else, I forget. The plum tea was very nice. I really enjoyed it. His apartment was really cool. It was great hanging out and getting to know each other. Chad Fox is really handsome. He has a dazzling smile. (yes, my heart skips a beat again) He was funny a all get out. Great sense of humor. He had a serious side to. I really enjoyed our conversation. He showed me stuff he was working on, and he showed me the roof. WOW! What a view. You could see the bridge, downtown, and other places I forgot now. lol i was too busy looking at Chad.
I was hungry. Ihad not had anything to eat other than the muffin. I get pretty cranky when I dont eat. It was not about 2 or 2:30 and I insisted we get a bite. He took me to a pizza/bar place in Northbeach. The pizza was really good or I was really hungry. It all worked out and we got to talk even more.
We made our way to the Eagle to meet up with Daigle and some of his other friends. We hung out and laughed and laughed some more. He took pictures and more pictures. All sorts of subjects there for his pictures. Daigle took these two of us. I like them a lot. (Hey Chad, you are right, your mouth is open in pictures.....)
After a while, Chad had to leave. I stayed with Daigle and friends a while longer.When we were all ready, Daigle drove me back to the hotel and we said good bye. What a great day!
What I am gonna say here is that ChadFox is a total hottie! That guy is good looking, charming, has a few quirks which I found endearing, and they always make for adding character, and well, you can see for yourself. No. Nothing happened. I did not even make a move. I just enjoyed hanging out. I will say this "I was smitten with the Fox. The Foxy ChadFox."
I got a muffin and we took off into Chinatown. He is tall, of course most people are compared to me. lol He was easy to spot in Chinatown. He was the tallest one there. There was some sort of Fall Festival going on. SO many people on the street. He had his trusty camera with him and was taking lots of pictures. I had mine too. This is Chad in action. Such a cutie!
I have been to Chinatown many times, but this time I had a tour guide. You would have thought I had never been. Seeing all of this thru someone else's eyes. Thanks for sharing that ChadFox.
So he took me to a little tea shop and bought some tea. No, not a cup of tea. A few boxes of tea, to bring back home with me. That was so nice and sweet. My little ChadFox parting gift. Thank you ChadFox.
We made our way back to his apartment and had some tea. The tea shop was out of plum tea but Chad had it back home. I had the plum and he had something else, I forget. The plum tea was very nice. I really enjoyed it. His apartment was really cool. It was great hanging out and getting to know each other. Chad Fox is really handsome. He has a dazzling smile. (yes, my heart skips a beat again) He was funny a all get out. Great sense of humor. He had a serious side to. I really enjoyed our conversation. He showed me stuff he was working on, and he showed me the roof. WOW! What a view. You could see the bridge, downtown, and other places I forgot now. lol i was too busy looking at Chad.
I was hungry. Ihad not had anything to eat other than the muffin. I get pretty cranky when I dont eat. It was not about 2 or 2:30 and I insisted we get a bite. He took me to a pizza/bar place in Northbeach. The pizza was really good or I was really hungry. It all worked out and we got to talk even more.
We made our way to the Eagle to meet up with Daigle and some of his other friends. We hung out and laughed and laughed some more. He took pictures and more pictures. All sorts of subjects there for his pictures. Daigle took these two of us. I like them a lot. (Hey Chad, you are right, your mouth is open in pictures.....)
After a while, Chad had to leave. I stayed with Daigle and friends a while longer.When we were all ready, Daigle drove me back to the hotel and we said good bye. What a great day!
What I am gonna say here is that ChadFox is a total hottie! That guy is good looking, charming, has a few quirks which I found endearing, and they always make for adding character, and well, you can see for yourself. No. Nothing happened. I did not even make a move. I just enjoyed hanging out. I will say this "I was smitten with the Fox. The Foxy ChadFox."
Saturday, September 10, 2005
30
The Yoga Princess is turning 30. As she leaves her twenties behind, I hope she can see all of the very wonderful and amazing years ahead. Years that can be faced with wisdom from experience.
Her husband threw a little party. What a party! It was in the basement of a trendy bar called JADE. When I got there, it looked so pretty! YAY! I love it when I go to parties and things are really nice. I was happy mostly for her cause I wanted her to have a really good, memorable 30th birthday.
I wish I had brought me camera. I had such a hard time getting out of the hotel. I got all the way to the street and realized I forgot my cell phone. Then, I was in the lobby and realized I forgot the addressee to where I was going. When I got to the bar, I realized I forgot my camera. Oh well. There were plenty of people taking pictures.
There were so many people. A definite sign of being loved. Everyone kept pouring in. And hugging her and kissing her. It was perfect. I also got to catch up with another dear friend. It was good to see her. She looks so good and happy.
Happy Birthday my dear Yoga Princess.
Here is the Yoga Princess (brown coat) and my dear friend (blue coat)
Her husband threw a little party. What a party! It was in the basement of a trendy bar called JADE. When I got there, it looked so pretty! YAY! I love it when I go to parties and things are really nice. I was happy mostly for her cause I wanted her to have a really good, memorable 30th birthday.
I wish I had brought me camera. I had such a hard time getting out of the hotel. I got all the way to the street and realized I forgot my cell phone. Then, I was in the lobby and realized I forgot the addressee to where I was going. When I got to the bar, I realized I forgot my camera. Oh well. There were plenty of people taking pictures.
There were so many people. A definite sign of being loved. Everyone kept pouring in. And hugging her and kissing her. It was perfect. I also got to catch up with another dear friend. It was good to see her. She looks so good and happy.
Happy Birthday my dear Yoga Princess.
Here is the Yoga Princess (brown coat) and my dear friend (blue coat)
Friday, September 09, 2005
The Daigle Experience
The Fruit Loop.
As many times as I have been to San Franciso, I have never, yes that is right NEVER been out to the clubs. There is so much to do there. And, well, being in the Castro, I could extend my arm and hit a bazillion homos - most of which I would seriously consider hitting on. So why go to clubs? Well, The truth be said, I dont go because I dont like going out alone. It really isnt my thing anymore. On this trip however, DAIGLE said he was going out so I tagged along. When I told him I had never been out, he said he wold take me on the fruit loop. (we used to call it that in New Orleans.)
First, let me say that I had never met Daigle before. We emailed a little bit before my trip but not very much. This guys is so adorable - or so I thought. hehehe
I called hime the Friday night to make definate plans. We set a time and a place. COOL. When I met him in person, he was so sweet! He really is adorable. BOYS! this one with scorch you - he is soo hottttttt! That smile nad those eyes. Yes. he turns heads and he has a lot of fun. He is a bit of social butterfly. And he is just plain nice, warm, and for some reason knows about Southern Hospitality. He won big points.
He brought his friend along. (Smart move. For all he knows, I could hav been a demented psycho-path murderer. - again won big points) No. It was not ChadFox. I was a bit bummed. It was only Friday though, and i am here till Monda. ChadFox will have his turn. I dont want to talk about Chad on Daigle's time. :) We had fun hanging out and they took me on the Fruit Loop - a tour of the bars oi the area.
Let's see. We started at BadLands. Then moved on to the Bar on Castro. This is where Daigle decided we should do a podcast for his blog. You can hear it here. His friend was very funny. Daigle kept pushing his button about being a bottom. The friend kept insisting that he wasnt. (I cold really care less but this was all very amusing.) From there, we went to Twin Peaks. The first bar with big bay windows. NO CLANDESTINE ACTIVITY HERE. They lovingly call it the Glass Casket on account of all the big windows and the patrons there are of a certain age. (I will respectfully interject here that this generation paved the way for us to be able to be ourselves in public today. Thank you) After there we went to Detour. Here, Daigle messed with his friend even more. He was not letting up. And it seemed his friend was getting mad. VERY AMUSING. I have to say here that there is nothing wrong with being a bottom.Daigle, obvioulsy has no problem with it. If there were no bottoms, what would the tops do? They need each other, you know? Here is Daigle and his friend.
So from Detour we went on to Moby Dick. and from there back to BadLands. At BadLands we all danced. It felt good to dance and move around - as best I cold on that small, crowded dance floor. I think that is the charm of gay bars, crowded dance floors. :) Daigle's friend kept rubbing himslef on me. DUDE, there are more dance moves out there than just grinding. It was cute at first, but then I had to move. Overall, great time.
Daigle walked me out, (again that Southern Hospitality or good manners) He put me in a cab and said good night. It was about 1 or 1:30 am. I went to bed around 2:30 am. I drank way to many Red Bulls. Just so you all know. That is 4:30 am Texas Time. These days, even on a wild Saturday night, I am usually in bed by shortly after midnight. lol. I kept wondering how I would survive 9 am yoga class the next day.
As many times as I have been to San Franciso, I have never, yes that is right NEVER been out to the clubs. There is so much to do there. And, well, being in the Castro, I could extend my arm and hit a bazillion homos - most of which I would seriously consider hitting on. So why go to clubs? Well, The truth be said, I dont go because I dont like going out alone. It really isnt my thing anymore. On this trip however, DAIGLE said he was going out so I tagged along. When I told him I had never been out, he said he wold take me on the fruit loop. (we used to call it that in New Orleans.)
First, let me say that I had never met Daigle before. We emailed a little bit before my trip but not very much. This guys is so adorable - or so I thought. hehehe
I called hime the Friday night to make definate plans. We set a time and a place. COOL. When I met him in person, he was so sweet! He really is adorable. BOYS! this one with scorch you - he is soo hottttttt! That smile nad those eyes. Yes. he turns heads and he has a lot of fun. He is a bit of social butterfly. And he is just plain nice, warm, and for some reason knows about Southern Hospitality. He won big points.
He brought his friend along. (Smart move. For all he knows, I could hav been a demented psycho-path murderer. - again won big points) No. It was not ChadFox. I was a bit bummed. It was only Friday though, and i am here till Monda. ChadFox will have his turn. I dont want to talk about Chad on Daigle's time. :) We had fun hanging out and they took me on the Fruit Loop - a tour of the bars oi the area.
Let's see. We started at BadLands. Then moved on to the Bar on Castro. This is where Daigle decided we should do a podcast for his blog. You can hear it here. His friend was very funny. Daigle kept pushing his button about being a bottom. The friend kept insisting that he wasnt. (I cold really care less but this was all very amusing.) From there, we went to Twin Peaks. The first bar with big bay windows. NO CLANDESTINE ACTIVITY HERE. They lovingly call it the Glass Casket on account of all the big windows and the patrons there are of a certain age. (I will respectfully interject here that this generation paved the way for us to be able to be ourselves in public today. Thank you) After there we went to Detour. Here, Daigle messed with his friend even more. He was not letting up. And it seemed his friend was getting mad. VERY AMUSING. I have to say here that there is nothing wrong with being a bottom.Daigle, obvioulsy has no problem with it. If there were no bottoms, what would the tops do? They need each other, you know? Here is Daigle and his friend.
So from Detour we went on to Moby Dick. and from there back to BadLands. At BadLands we all danced. It felt good to dance and move around - as best I cold on that small, crowded dance floor. I think that is the charm of gay bars, crowded dance floors. :) Daigle's friend kept rubbing himslef on me. DUDE, there are more dance moves out there than just grinding. It was cute at first, but then I had to move. Overall, great time.
Daigle walked me out, (again that Southern Hospitality or good manners) He put me in a cab and said good night. It was about 1 or 1:30 am. I went to bed around 2:30 am. I drank way to many Red Bulls. Just so you all know. That is 4:30 am Texas Time. These days, even on a wild Saturday night, I am usually in bed by shortly after midnight. lol. I kept wondering how I would survive 9 am yoga class the next day.
Class with the Yoga Princess
I got up early and went to class. I have not taken a yoga class from the yoga Princess since she taught while visiting in Austin. That girl is powerful. Like Bikram says, "Big things come in the small package." I loved everything she said - and not just because I like her. I am her biggest fan. BUT because it was true. There was preciseness, humor, attention to detail. Just enough compliments and corrections. She did not let me slide but she did not pick on me either.
I just had to write about that. I am so lucky to be able to visit and hangout and do yoga. The Yoga Princess ROCKS!
I just had to write about that. I am so lucky to be able to visit and hangout and do yoga. The Yoga Princess ROCKS!
Thursday, September 08, 2005
At Home With the Fearless Leader
I love this city. As soon as I arrived in San Francisco, I was tingling with excitement. I got on the airtrain and took the BART to the hotel. I was very nicely surprised. When I came up from the subway, I was right at the corner of my hotel. So convenient.
The Yoga Princess and I had made plan for her to come pick me up and go to a yoga class. The Fearless Leader would be teaching. I love going to her class. I know that she is the one who will reach deep within me and show me that all I need is already within me. She will shed light on the answers to the questions I have. And that is exactly what happened.
I felt so good and at home when I stepped in to the yoga studio. I was greeted by a smile from my Fearless Leader. That made me feel welcome too. I changed quickly and took my place on my mat in the yoga room.
Class started and I was ready.
I was listening intently. Nothing gets past this woman. "Cisco, squeeze the crap out of your hands." My palms were not touching, I was being a bit lazy. My first backward bend was shit! She always compliments me on it. I could not even see the back wall. I can usually see the floor behind me. I started to give my all - holding nothing back. Then I came back into my body. This pose I am doing right here right now is perfect. I am doing the best I can. This is what my body will allow me to do today. I started to have some difficulty. I told her before class that I had not been practicing regularly. NOW this fact was evident. You could tell from my practice that I had been away from yoga. I started to focus on my breathing, then my body. Trying to regain some control. I heard her say:
What the mind can conceive the mind and the body can achieve. That's it! The mind has all the control, not my body. It all starts with making a decision and that is ALL ABOUT THE MIND. In a way, mind over matter. That is yoga, the union of the mind and the body. OK. I am not gonna give up. And here we go.
I start focusing intently on my breath, regulating my heart rate. Pose after pose. And then my new mantra comes to me. (My sick, twisted mind plays these little jokes on me.) "Never Let 'em See You Sweat! I Smile. The room is heated to a 105 degrees. The sweat pouring off of me. I see the steady stream falling from my elbow, my nose, my knee, my fingertips in the front mirror. I smile even more. How crazy. Never let 'em see you sweat. Be calm, cool and collected. Breathe. Pose after pose. smile after smile. I refocus on her voice. Damn that woman is sheer inspiration. She probably does not know it, and that is the beauty.
Towards the end of class, she starts talking about the evacuees of hurricane Katrina. She asks that we each do our part. She begs us to help. She says that no one should have to go thru what these people are going thru. She explains with much thought on how they have nothing. It is one thing to lose your job, but you still have your home and your car. Or To lose your car, but you find a way to work. These peoples lives have changed completely. Forever. Then tells everyone they MUST help. She is no longer asking. She says that it our duty to help our fellow human beings, it is our responsibility. We MUST help these people rebuild their lives with dignity and respect. We are not giving them handouts. We are giving them a helping hand. Dignity and respect. BIG WORDS. I weep silently. I am releasing emotions that I had been unable to do anything with over this whole situation. I was grateful for my the safety of my friends. I was sad for the many that had been relocated. So many lives changed. Now the tears are flowing just as the sweat had been pouring earlier. She says that could have happened to anyone anywhere. We MUST do what we can and then give a little more. It will be appreciated. She spoke with such grace, such passion and such conviction. The students there will rally together and do what she asks. They always do. What she speaks is true. Here is this woman in San Francisco, who has never been to New Orleans, reaching out to help. More so, getting others involved to help. Why? Because she is good people. And Good people do that. "If we each do a small part, it will make a difference in someone life," she says. What would it be like if every community did just one small part. And then the sum of it all was put together? This could be solved rather quickly. Can you imagine? Thank you Fearless Leader. Thank you.
After I gathered myself up and tried to put myself together, The Yoga Princess and I went catch up even further and to have dinner at my favorite Vietnamese Restaurant, The Three Seasons. I love going then when I am in San Francisco. GREAT PLACE! We talked and she told me stuff and I told her stuff. I was able to talk about something that have been going on with me. It has been difficult to talk about. She listened and was supportive and loved me and did not judge me or even try to give a solution. She just listened. It felt so good to get this off my chest and move on. I love that girl! I really do.
The Yoga Princess and I had made plan for her to come pick me up and go to a yoga class. The Fearless Leader would be teaching. I love going to her class. I know that she is the one who will reach deep within me and show me that all I need is already within me. She will shed light on the answers to the questions I have. And that is exactly what happened.
I felt so good and at home when I stepped in to the yoga studio. I was greeted by a smile from my Fearless Leader. That made me feel welcome too. I changed quickly and took my place on my mat in the yoga room.
Class started and I was ready.
I was listening intently. Nothing gets past this woman. "Cisco, squeeze the crap out of your hands." My palms were not touching, I was being a bit lazy. My first backward bend was shit! She always compliments me on it. I could not even see the back wall. I can usually see the floor behind me. I started to give my all - holding nothing back. Then I came back into my body. This pose I am doing right here right now is perfect. I am doing the best I can. This is what my body will allow me to do today. I started to have some difficulty. I told her before class that I had not been practicing regularly. NOW this fact was evident. You could tell from my practice that I had been away from yoga. I started to focus on my breathing, then my body. Trying to regain some control. I heard her say:
What the mind can conceive the mind and the body can achieve. That's it! The mind has all the control, not my body. It all starts with making a decision and that is ALL ABOUT THE MIND. In a way, mind over matter. That is yoga, the union of the mind and the body. OK. I am not gonna give up. And here we go.
I start focusing intently on my breath, regulating my heart rate. Pose after pose. And then my new mantra comes to me. (My sick, twisted mind plays these little jokes on me.) "Never Let 'em See You Sweat! I Smile. The room is heated to a 105 degrees. The sweat pouring off of me. I see the steady stream falling from my elbow, my nose, my knee, my fingertips in the front mirror. I smile even more. How crazy. Never let 'em see you sweat. Be calm, cool and collected. Breathe. Pose after pose. smile after smile. I refocus on her voice. Damn that woman is sheer inspiration. She probably does not know it, and that is the beauty.
Towards the end of class, she starts talking about the evacuees of hurricane Katrina. She asks that we each do our part. She begs us to help. She says that no one should have to go thru what these people are going thru. She explains with much thought on how they have nothing. It is one thing to lose your job, but you still have your home and your car. Or To lose your car, but you find a way to work. These peoples lives have changed completely. Forever. Then tells everyone they MUST help. She is no longer asking. She says that it our duty to help our fellow human beings, it is our responsibility. We MUST help these people rebuild their lives with dignity and respect. We are not giving them handouts. We are giving them a helping hand. Dignity and respect. BIG WORDS. I weep silently. I am releasing emotions that I had been unable to do anything with over this whole situation. I was grateful for my the safety of my friends. I was sad for the many that had been relocated. So many lives changed. Now the tears are flowing just as the sweat had been pouring earlier. She says that could have happened to anyone anywhere. We MUST do what we can and then give a little more. It will be appreciated. She spoke with such grace, such passion and such conviction. The students there will rally together and do what she asks. They always do. What she speaks is true. Here is this woman in San Francisco, who has never been to New Orleans, reaching out to help. More so, getting others involved to help. Why? Because she is good people. And Good people do that. "If we each do a small part, it will make a difference in someone life," she says. What would it be like if every community did just one small part. And then the sum of it all was put together? This could be solved rather quickly. Can you imagine? Thank you Fearless Leader. Thank you.
After I gathered myself up and tried to put myself together, The Yoga Princess and I went catch up even further and to have dinner at my favorite Vietnamese Restaurant, The Three Seasons. I love going then when I am in San Francisco. GREAT PLACE! We talked and she told me stuff and I told her stuff. I was able to talk about something that have been going on with me. It has been difficult to talk about. She listened and was supportive and loved me and did not judge me or even try to give a solution. She just listened. It felt so good to get this off my chest and move on. I love that girl! I really do.
San Francisco
I leave for San Francisco today - in a couple of hours. YAY! I have been lookingo forward to this trip for sometime. I am going to visit the Yoga Princess. It is her birthday. She is turning 30! How exciting is that? I was also going to be there to watch her compete in the Northern California Regional Yoga Asana Competition. The competition was rescheduled for October. bummer! I love watching her. She is so graceful. She actually won the Northern California Regional Yoga Asana Competition in 2003. She is a Yoga Champion. I am so excited to see her and her husband. Thay are the coolest!
I am also excited to be in the presence of my Fearless Leader. I have a yoga teacher that I learn from in San Francisco. She is here. I am looking forward to having her kick my ass. Having her love me. Having her speak and inspire me. Having her help me reach within myself an touch what is already there. Somtimes, I think, we need someone to help us tap into our innermost selves. Then, we can go out into the world and be rejuvenated. I need that right now.
ChadFox and Daigle are two of the new people I plan on meeting. Those two, I have a feeling, are gonna wear me out! I am gonna try and run with them and see where we end up and what ends up happening - a peek into the lives of two glorious young men from San Fran-sicko as they call it. Ilove meeting new people and forming new friendships. Guys! I am truly looking forward to hanging out and chillin'
I am also excited to be in the presence of my Fearless Leader. I have a yoga teacher that I learn from in San Francisco. She is here. I am looking forward to having her kick my ass. Having her love me. Having her speak and inspire me. Having her help me reach within myself an touch what is already there. Somtimes, I think, we need someone to help us tap into our innermost selves. Then, we can go out into the world and be rejuvenated. I need that right now.
ChadFox and Daigle are two of the new people I plan on meeting. Those two, I have a feeling, are gonna wear me out! I am gonna try and run with them and see where we end up and what ends up happening - a peek into the lives of two glorious young men from San Fran-sicko as they call it. Ilove meeting new people and forming new friendships. Guys! I am truly looking forward to hanging out and chillin'
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
My Computer DIED!
This is not completely true, but she is on her death bed. I do not know what happened. The computer people said I should just buy a new one. I need a new motherboard (what ever that is, it is VERY important.) They dont know what caused it to send crazy error messages and re-boot every so often. It also sends harddrive error messaged and RAM error messages. hmmm. I dont even know what all that means.I think I am going to take a class to learn this stuff, and maybe open a computer store where I will cater to people like me and help the learn and make informed decisions - and I would not speak in allthat computer-person-tech- lingo. I would use plain english, Like your whatcha-ma-dig-it is loose, so your thing-a-ma-bob is running slow. lol
I am trying to be careful. I would be very mad if I was at the end of my post, only to have this machine turn off! Therefore, losing everything as I type. I am also wanting to post somem really great pictures. I got a tattoo last week. MY FIRST ONE! (i know my picture has an arm band, but that washed off! hahaha
I will post as soon as i know it is safe to down load my pictures without losing them. I hope that is soon.
I now have to start shopping for a new laptop. My old roommate and dear old friend got me a great deal on this one thru his HP emplyee discount. (Apparently i did not buy the extended warranty) I will next time. He is not talking to me, (a still painful and sad topic for me. I can start crying at any minute. I wish him well and much love and happiness), So since he is not talking to me, I cant ask him for help. I may have to do this myself and just ask lots of questions. lol I play dumb blond rather well, but I dont think I will get the desired results in this situation. Some sales person will see a big commission check when they see me walk in the door. lol
Any ideas? Any comments, any help? I would greatly appreciate it!
I am trying to be careful. I would be very mad if I was at the end of my post, only to have this machine turn off! Therefore, losing everything as I type. I am also wanting to post somem really great pictures. I got a tattoo last week. MY FIRST ONE! (i know my picture has an arm band, but that washed off! hahaha
I will post as soon as i know it is safe to down load my pictures without losing them. I hope that is soon.
I now have to start shopping for a new laptop. My old roommate and dear old friend got me a great deal on this one thru his HP emplyee discount. (Apparently i did not buy the extended warranty) I will next time. He is not talking to me, (a still painful and sad topic for me. I can start crying at any minute. I wish him well and much love and happiness), So since he is not talking to me, I cant ask him for help. I may have to do this myself and just ask lots of questions. lol I play dumb blond rather well, but I dont think I will get the desired results in this situation. Some sales person will see a big commission check when they see me walk in the door. lol
Any ideas? Any comments, any help? I would greatly appreciate it!
Saturday, September 03, 2005
Meme
With everything going on I need a fun post. A while back, Brechi tagged me with a music meme. My computer was not working and I was terribly busy working New Orleans at the time. (acutally I did not know I had been tagged till yesterday when I was able to catch up in blog reading). I have long wondered what a meme was. So I want to thank ChadFox for the meme history lesson. Now I know what it is and so, in the imfamous word s of Ms Shirley Q Liquor, "And Here we go, now"
The instructions are so: List ten songs that you are currently digging ... it doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words, or even if they're no good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now. Post these instructions, the artists, and the ten songs in your blog. Then tag five other people to see what they're listening to.
The instructions are so: List ten songs that you are currently digging ... it doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words, or even if they're no good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now. Post these instructions, the artists, and the ten songs in your blog. Then tag five other people to see what they're listening to.
TOP TEN from my Ipod Mini (also named Let No One Steal Your Peace):
- Taxi Taxi - Cher
- Candy Shop - Fiddy (Fifty Cent)
- I Was Country When Country Wasnt Cool - Barbara Mandrell (YES I LOVE HER!) **3.5 would be (If Loving You is Wrong) lol
- I Sold My Heart to the Junk Man - Bette Middler
- Milkshake - Kelis
- Proud Mary - Tina Turner
- What's Love Got To Do With It - Tina Turner
- Must Not Chase the Boys - ***I do not know who- Popular club song about 2 years ago
- Seven Whole Days - Toni Braxton
- Beautiful Soul - Jesse McCartney
I am Tagging:
Ok. So that's it. I have to go now. Mary Christmas is yelling at me to get dressed causw I have to take him to the airport for his trip to Italy. I am using his computer since mine is still in the shop. ughh!
have a good one and PLEASE DONATE TO THE AMERICAN RED CROSS KATRINA RELIEF !!!!!!!
Friday, September 02, 2005
ARRRRGGGGG!
I posted last week that I got my computer back. And I did. I had to put it back in the shop. I got it back on Monday and took it back Tuesday. I got it back last night. ***Side story. I was on my way to pick up my laptop when the Southern Belle, my friend from New Orleans that I had not heard from, called me. So we were catching up and I was trying to take notes on things he wanted me to do. While talking to him, my car started over heating. I got off the phone with him, pulled over in a ritzy neighborhood and opened the hood. Why? I dont know. That just seems to be what one does when one's car is broken down. I looked around and saw that a radiator hose had busted or broke or whatever it is that hoses do when they stop working. I called AAA (i love tripple A). I called Mary Christmas and asked him to go get my computer while I waited for the tow truck. he said ok (gotta love my friends) He got there just in time. when I got home after having dropped off my car at the shop, I stroked my laptop. I love it! END SIDE STORY****
That piece of shit computer is still broken! ARRRRRRGGGGG! I had to take it back today. I am so frustrated. I truly feel like a woman who is being taken advantage of by a macho mechanic. Being taken advantage of because I know so little about computers. (i know that this is not the case. these guys have been truly wonderful and patient with me (and my answers) when they ask me questions. But come on already! I had to go with out a car and a computer today. i am not working cause clients have not returned phone calls. It goes without saying that I will not be working in New Orleans for some time. So I need to figure out what I am doing money wise. Normally when I have down time like this, my computer is my entertainment. ugghhhhh! Anywho. I think I just needed to vent. Between Katrina, my friends in NOLA, my laptop, my financial mess, deling with the credit union, meetings with my accountant, and my car! GRRRRRR! I am about at the end of my rope. Mary Christmas leaves for Italy tomorrow. Who am I supposed to lean on? I guess I can handle it for 2 weeks! yikes! pray for me. lol
I guess this is just more STUFF that I get to experience. I know that in the end, it will all work out. I already got my car back. It was not that bad on the check book either. That was good. And I also know that many people have it wors eright now. So with that said. I will gove thanks for all my blessings and shut the F*** UP!
That piece of shit computer is still broken! ARRRRRRGGGGG! I had to take it back today. I am so frustrated. I truly feel like a woman who is being taken advantage of by a macho mechanic. Being taken advantage of because I know so little about computers. (i know that this is not the case. these guys have been truly wonderful and patient with me (and my answers) when they ask me questions. But come on already! I had to go with out a car and a computer today. i am not working cause clients have not returned phone calls. It goes without saying that I will not be working in New Orleans for some time. So I need to figure out what I am doing money wise. Normally when I have down time like this, my computer is my entertainment. ugghhhhh! Anywho. I think I just needed to vent. Between Katrina, my friends in NOLA, my laptop, my financial mess, deling with the credit union, meetings with my accountant, and my car! GRRRRRR! I am about at the end of my rope. Mary Christmas leaves for Italy tomorrow. Who am I supposed to lean on? I guess I can handle it for 2 weeks! yikes! pray for me. lol
I guess this is just more STUFF that I get to experience. I know that in the end, it will all work out. I already got my car back. It was not that bad on the check book either. That was good. And I also know that many people have it wors eright now. So with that said. I will gove thanks for all my blessings and shut the F*** UP!
Thursday, September 01, 2005
Mother Nature Has A Name
With a very powerful and destructive force, she came in. There was rain and wind and certainly rising water. She picked up everything she could and used it in her favor. Using all of her resources, she devastated New Orleans. Mother Nature, named Katrina for now, was relentlessly violent. So many people evacuated. I am just still in awe. So many people displaced - those fortunate enough to leave. So many people ravaged and left to fend for themselves with comforts we have all come to EXPECT. No water, no food, no electricity, no shelter. Instead there was just enough of the opposite. My heart goes out to all of the victims of Hurricane Katrina.
I am so sad. I had not heard from the Southern Belle. He went to Florida to escape Katrina. I heard from him today. FINALLY! I was so worried. First I had a voice mail. I was moved to tears of joy, and tears of powerlessness, tears of frustration. He was stranded in Mississippi in a shelter for 3 days. He said it was very sad. He still has a job - only few can say this. He was able to get gas although it would take a few hours due to the long lines already forming. I am sure he was probably gouged by the price as well. He said that this was truly a humbling experience. I was a bit mad. A bit mad at God! Of all the people I know, there is not a more giving person that Michael! How could this happen. He is very involved in St Vincent De Paul in his Parrish in New Orleans - I've been with him. Every Saturday at the food bank, going out to see people that need help to pay their utility bills. Every Monday, meetings on how to better serve parishioners. Very involved in Gay Rights. A soul driven to give - selflessly. How could this happen when to him.
I also have another friend who moved to New Orleans last week, on Monday to be exact. Last week was his first week at his new job. His belongings arrived via movers on Friday. He had to evacuate on Sunday. He is safe here in Houston. I wonder if he still has a job. Probably not. No one does. My heart goes out to him. He really has lost everything.
I am proud to be a Texan and a Houstonian today. We have opened our great city to our neighbors in Louisiana - the New Orleanians. WELCOME. So many evacuees are being transferred from the Superdome in New Olreans to the AstroDome in Houston. So many Houstonians have stepped up and volunteered our most valuable asset - time. From every walk of life, of every age, shape, creed, color,and socio-economic class. You see, when disaster strikes we are all alike - human. And we are doing what we can to help our fellow human beings.
I went with two sponsorees today to volunteer at the Houston Food Bank. This is food that will be taken to the AstroDome to feed our guests from New Orleans. It filled my heart to see them work so hard to help others. You see, one of them is only 4 days sober. The other is 40 days. It was amazing to show someone with 4 days that we can make a difference in other people's lives. And as for the 40 day guy, this was his idea. We ha so much fun, cutting up and cracking up at the same time working very hard. It made me feel good to know that I was repaying a kind act that someone had given to my friend while in Mississippi. It also made me feel good because, after all is said and done, we all need a kind act from someone from time to time.
If you can, please send any donations to the American Red Cross. These people need our help. New Olreans really has been wiped out. There are no jobs to go back to. It was reported that it may take as long as three, 3, tres, months just to have power restored. What are these people to do? You kindness will make a difference in many people's lives.
I am so sad. I had not heard from the Southern Belle. He went to Florida to escape Katrina. I heard from him today. FINALLY! I was so worried. First I had a voice mail. I was moved to tears of joy, and tears of powerlessness, tears of frustration. He was stranded in Mississippi in a shelter for 3 days. He said it was very sad. He still has a job - only few can say this. He was able to get gas although it would take a few hours due to the long lines already forming. I am sure he was probably gouged by the price as well. He said that this was truly a humbling experience. I was a bit mad. A bit mad at God! Of all the people I know, there is not a more giving person that Michael! How could this happen. He is very involved in St Vincent De Paul in his Parrish in New Orleans - I've been with him. Every Saturday at the food bank, going out to see people that need help to pay their utility bills. Every Monday, meetings on how to better serve parishioners. Very involved in Gay Rights. A soul driven to give - selflessly. How could this happen when to him.
I also have another friend who moved to New Orleans last week, on Monday to be exact. Last week was his first week at his new job. His belongings arrived via movers on Friday. He had to evacuate on Sunday. He is safe here in Houston. I wonder if he still has a job. Probably not. No one does. My heart goes out to him. He really has lost everything.
I am proud to be a Texan and a Houstonian today. We have opened our great city to our neighbors in Louisiana - the New Orleanians. WELCOME. So many evacuees are being transferred from the Superdome in New Olreans to the AstroDome in Houston. So many Houstonians have stepped up and volunteered our most valuable asset - time. From every walk of life, of every age, shape, creed, color,and socio-economic class. You see, when disaster strikes we are all alike - human. And we are doing what we can to help our fellow human beings.
I went with two sponsorees today to volunteer at the Houston Food Bank. This is food that will be taken to the AstroDome to feed our guests from New Orleans. It filled my heart to see them work so hard to help others. You see, one of them is only 4 days sober. The other is 40 days. It was amazing to show someone with 4 days that we can make a difference in other people's lives. And as for the 40 day guy, this was his idea. We ha so much fun, cutting up and cracking up at the same time working very hard. It made me feel good to know that I was repaying a kind act that someone had given to my friend while in Mississippi. It also made me feel good because, after all is said and done, we all need a kind act from someone from time to time.
If you can, please send any donations to the American Red Cross. These people need our help. New Olreans really has been wiped out. There are no jobs to go back to. It was reported that it may take as long as three, 3, tres, months just to have power restored. What are these people to do? You kindness will make a difference in many people's lives.
I want to Thank DAIGLE for posting the code for the Red Cross link. Makes it easy for those of us that are new to this and are a bit of HTML CODE challenged. :)
