So you think it isn't true? In the wake of devastation on the southern coasts came...the predators. People without conscience. Pathological individuals who go for the jugglar when they smell weakness. The worst of these predators are the contractors who flood into the storm-damaged communities and suck the very life blood from those who can afford to lose nothing more.
Saturday, November 05, 2005
Thursday, July 14, 2005
Dodging Dennis. Tales from the Storm
There's nothing like a Cat 4 hurricane bearing down at 146 mph, churning through the gumbo in the Gulf, headed straight for the shores of Mobile Bay, to get my attention. How does one prepare for such a wonder of nature?
On Friday, July 8, folks were boarding up their houses, buying out batteries and tarps at Home Depot, and clearing the shelves of peanut butter and snack foods at WalMart here on the Eastern Shore. I know first hand, because I watched the frenzy. The Gypsy Queen Cab got back on the road after a hiatus of months in storage--more on that later.
First stop was Home Depot where a power drill was on the list of must-haves. Who can just buy a power drill when there are packages of many power tools? The Riobi All-In-One kit with 18Volt battery powered everything from the power drill to a chain saw to a circular saw suddenly became a MUST-HAVE. Every D-Cell and C-Cell battery was ripped from the shelves; every generator sold. I bought the power tool kit so that I could start remedying the problems my contractor left, provided Dennis the Menace didn't take my little house and the Gypsy Queen Cab's home to Kansas or somewhere out in the Gumbo of the Gulf.
Following the shopping frenzy on Friday, Saturday started with a flap and a scramble. Powered up those batteries Friday night. Hired the neighborhood kids, ages 12 and 13, to move all the plants inside, to move all the construction debris under the house, and the mow the lawn. Thing is, those kids are sweet, but none too bright. Short term memory problems and distractions like the cats and the Wolf Dog...yes, I adopted orphaned Angel (Karen Cater's wolf dog)...and my white German Shepherd puppy made it really tough for the boys to get the job done without a few wrinkles. Major supplies of lemonade, hefty doses of mosquito spray, bandaids for blisters, and anti-itch medicines, along with cup after cup of ice water, were necessary along with strict supervision of everything those little rascals touched.
By Saturday night, the Gypsy Queen Cab begged to rest and was in a deep sleep, bookended by kitties Midnight and Lily, when the phone rang and Tampa EMA Official/high school friend Steve called, "You ARE evacuating." Well, no, we weren't. He scolded me and basically said, "Sweetheart, it's been nice knowing you." Then the reverse 9-1-1 computer phone calls came interrupted what little sleep I could get through the night, "You are putting your family in danger. Evacuate now." No, I am going to try to sleep.
More later on Sunday...the Day Dennis hit the Gulf Coast
On Friday, July 8, folks were boarding up their houses, buying out batteries and tarps at Home Depot, and clearing the shelves of peanut butter and snack foods at WalMart here on the Eastern Shore. I know first hand, because I watched the frenzy. The Gypsy Queen Cab got back on the road after a hiatus of months in storage--more on that later.
First stop was Home Depot where a power drill was on the list of must-haves. Who can just buy a power drill when there are packages of many power tools? The Riobi All-In-One kit with 18Volt battery powered everything from the power drill to a chain saw to a circular saw suddenly became a MUST-HAVE. Every D-Cell and C-Cell battery was ripped from the shelves; every generator sold. I bought the power tool kit so that I could start remedying the problems my contractor left, provided Dennis the Menace didn't take my little house and the Gypsy Queen Cab's home to Kansas or somewhere out in the Gumbo of the Gulf.
Following the shopping frenzy on Friday, Saturday started with a flap and a scramble. Powered up those batteries Friday night. Hired the neighborhood kids, ages 12 and 13, to move all the plants inside, to move all the construction debris under the house, and the mow the lawn. Thing is, those kids are sweet, but none too bright. Short term memory problems and distractions like the cats and the Wolf Dog...yes, I adopted orphaned Angel (Karen Cater's wolf dog)...and my white German Shepherd puppy made it really tough for the boys to get the job done without a few wrinkles. Major supplies of lemonade, hefty doses of mosquito spray, bandaids for blisters, and anti-itch medicines, along with cup after cup of ice water, were necessary along with strict supervision of everything those little rascals touched.
By Saturday night, the Gypsy Queen Cab begged to rest and was in a deep sleep, bookended by kitties Midnight and Lily, when the phone rang and Tampa EMA Official/high school friend Steve called, "You ARE evacuating." Well, no, we weren't. He scolded me and basically said, "Sweetheart, it's been nice knowing you." Then the reverse 9-1-1 computer phone calls came interrupted what little sleep I could get through the night, "You are putting your family in danger. Evacuate now." No, I am going to try to sleep.
More later on Sunday...the Day Dennis hit the Gulf Coast
Thursday, July 07, 2005
Diamonds and Sex...Oooh, la la. It ain't what you think, folks!
It's two for the road.Suzanne Hudson and Joe Formichella on book tour and in a quest for the perfect enchilada, but you have to visit the blog The Sex and Diamonds Book Tour to find out about the new cool!
They quote MacAdam/Cage publisher David Poindexter, "What's life without a little trepidation?" And, those road warriors are keeping us all on pins and needles as we wait for them to post their adventures on the road.
Suzanne's new novel In the Dark of the Moon and Joe's novel Here's to You, Jackie Robinson: The Legend of the Prichard Mohawks are receiving the rave reviews they both deserve.
Here's a blurb from Joyce Dixon's Southern Scribe about the launch of their new books. You can buy their books through Over The Transom bookstore in Fairhope, Alabama.
Thursday, February 17, 2005
Welcome to the blogosphere, Martin Lanaux!
There's nothing better than introducing a grand person to the world of blog...so, welcome to the virtual world Martin Lanaux, Bookseller.
The Gypsy Queen Cab has talked about Over The Transom bookstore and Martin. Now Martin has joined the ranks of the literary wunderkind and their kinfolk. And, it's a beautiful day in the neighborhood on the bay.
The Gypsy Queen Cab has talked about Over The Transom bookstore and Martin. Now Martin has joined the ranks of the literary wunderkind and their kinfolk. And, it's a beautiful day in the neighborhood on the bay.
Saturday, February 12, 2005
On the Breath of Dawn
This afternoon at the Gulf we said our goodbyes to Karen Cater. Her nineteen year-old son Reid did his mama proud and told us all, "If my mother had her way, we'd all be dancing in the aisles, clapping and singing, 'You Can't Always Get What You Want'..." Of course she'd want the Rolling Stones. It would figure that Karen would take her last bow on Mardi Gras day. We wept, but Reid told us that wasn't what Karen would have wanted.
So we reminisced about our own experiences with the globe-trotting photographer and actress. Photographs of Karen brought back memories...a flower child in New York City, an actress, a very pregnant mom in a string bikini...ooh la la Karen
If you ran in off-Broadway theater circles in New York you may have met her. If you were in children's theater in Gulf Shores, or Chicago, or Fairhope, you may have met her. You certainly would never forget her if you heard her husky laugh and wonderful rich voice. Karen was a friend who gave as good as she got. She always looked like a gypsy floating into rooms waving a cigarette and toasting with a glass of wine. Her wolf, ancient and shaggy and white, followed her with his eyes when he grew too old and tired to be her shadow. The rest of us followed her lead as if she were the Pied Piper.
Dance with the angels, Karen.
So we reminisced about our own experiences with the globe-trotting photographer and actress. Photographs of Karen brought back memories...a flower child in New York City, an actress, a very pregnant mom in a string bikini...ooh la la Karen
If you ran in off-Broadway theater circles in New York you may have met her. If you were in children's theater in Gulf Shores, or Chicago, or Fairhope, you may have met her. You certainly would never forget her if you heard her husky laugh and wonderful rich voice. Karen was a friend who gave as good as she got. She always looked like a gypsy floating into rooms waving a cigarette and toasting with a glass of wine. Her wolf, ancient and shaggy and white, followed her with his eyes when he grew too old and tired to be her shadow. The rest of us followed her lead as if she were the Pied Piper.
Dance with the angels, Karen.
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Dimming the lights on Broadway
Someone great and grand, and larger than life, left life yesterday.
Karen Cater choose Mardi Gras day to take her final bow on this great stage where she lived life to the fullest. With contagious enthusiasm, kicking her shoes off while she danced on tabletops, Karen wove magic in her life and in the lives of all she touched.
We will miss you, Karen. Dream with the angels.
Karen Cater choose Mardi Gras day to take her final bow on this great stage where she lived life to the fullest. With contagious enthusiasm, kicking her shoes off while she danced on tabletops, Karen wove magic in her life and in the lives of all she touched.
We will miss you, Karen. Dream with the angels.
Friday, February 04, 2005
Come day, go day, God send Sunday
When the Gypsy Queen Cab toured the Blue Ridge Mountains and dropped in on Mr. Jefferson's University in Charlottesville for a few years, a favored English professor and his wife produced a documentary film...Come day, go day, God send Sunday. The title resonated and from time to time in the workaday world, this cab hears the lament and refrain from folks who toil in the corporate fields--another form of slavery.
A short history lecture: the expression, and the documentary title, was one that was voiced by African-Americans who worked in low paying, or no-paying, back breaking jobs from Monday through Friday, and who received little, if any, respect from their white bosses. On Sunday, those same janitors and house keepers and yard men became deacons and elders and preachers in their churches. On Sunday, those hard working individuals found respect, an opportunity to fortify themselves spiritually for the coming work week.
The Gypsy Queen Cab rarely tours a political landscape, but on this eve it somehow seems appropriate.
A short history lecture: the expression, and the documentary title, was one that was voiced by African-Americans who worked in low paying, or no-paying, back breaking jobs from Monday through Friday, and who received little, if any, respect from their white bosses. On Sunday, those same janitors and house keepers and yard men became deacons and elders and preachers in their churches. On Sunday, those hard working individuals found respect, an opportunity to fortify themselves spiritually for the coming work week.
The Gypsy Queen Cab rarely tours a political landscape, but on this eve it somehow seems appropriate.
Thursday, February 03, 2005
Photos from the Hair Ball at Beauty and the Book
News Flash, Gypsy Queen fans! The photos from the Hair Ball are available for viewing on the Beauty and the Book website. Check out the pix and see if you can find mystery writer Carolyn Haines! Take a close look at some other photos, and you'll see Beauty and the Book owner Kathy Patrick singing with the inimitable Marshall Chapman.
Kathy and I share a passion for Michael Morris's books...and if you haven't read them, well just rush right out and buy them. Call the cab for a lift if you don't have transportation to your local independent bookstore! Michael recently published Live Like You Were Dying, which followed Slow Way Home. His first novel A Place Called Wiregrass is a story with a big heart...just like Michael. And, all his stories have heart.
Kathy and I share a passion for Michael Morris's books...and if you haven't read them, well just rush right out and buy them. Call the cab for a lift if you don't have transportation to your local independent bookstore! Michael recently published Live Like You Were Dying, which followed Slow Way Home. His first novel A Place Called Wiregrass is a story with a big heart...just like Michael. And, all his stories have heart.
And Baby Makes...A Designer's Dreams Come True!
Once upon a time, not too many years ago, a young Martin Lanaux--now proprietor of the rare and used books at Over The Transom Bookstore--lived on Bayview with his young bride Gina and a baby girl...
But that was then, and this is now...Martin still has his lovely bride Gina, and two beautiful daughters. Martin knows everyone on the bay and he tells me that Javis Davis on Church Street is one of the best kept secrets in town. The leader in custom bedding for infants and children features "Custom-made bedding at ready-made prices!" What a treat is in store for those who make an appointment to visit and create sweet dreams for their own children or grandchildren. Some folks visit in person, while others from all parts of the country make a virtual tour to buy Mary Lou Cothran's custom designs.
The gypsy queen cab may need to order some toile pillows for the back seat just to add a touch of that je ne sais quoi.
But that was then, and this is now...Martin still has his lovely bride Gina, and two beautiful daughters. Martin knows everyone on the bay and he tells me that Javis Davis on Church Street is one of the best kept secrets in town. The leader in custom bedding for infants and children features "Custom-made bedding at ready-made prices!" What a treat is in store for those who make an appointment to visit and create sweet dreams for their own children or grandchildren. Some folks visit in person, while others from all parts of the country make a virtual tour to buy Mary Lou Cothran's custom designs.
The gypsy queen cab may need to order some toile pillows for the back seat just to add a touch of that je ne sais quoi.
Gee's Bend and the Alabama Shakespeare Festival
The Alabama Shakespeare Festival's Southern Writers' Project Festival of New Plays starts in Montgomery on Friday, Feb. 4 and goes through Sunday, Feb. 6th. For those maskers who might enjoy dramatic diversion that doesn't take place in the streets of Mobile, why not schedule a trip to ASF's Southern Writers' Project and meet, among others, Sena Jeter Naslund, author of two extraordinary novels Ahab's Wife and Four Spirits.
Oh, and this gypsy queen cab just loves to share good news...especially when sworn to secrecy before the announcement: Elyzabeth Gregory Wilder was awarded a Southern Writers' Project commission to develop a play about Gee's Bend! That red-headed dynamo just flew in town from the other coast (Los Angeles) and is on her way to Montgomery right this minute.
And, friends on the bay, it goes without saying that Alabama Writers' Forum Executive Director Jeanie Thompson will be hosting her Spalding buddies--including Sena--for some of the weekend's activities. If the Gypsy Queen Cab ever gets down off the cinder blocks in the barn, we'll share an up close and personal account of the writers, actors, and readings.
Oh, and this gypsy queen cab just loves to share good news...especially when sworn to secrecy before the announcement: Elyzabeth Gregory Wilder was awarded a Southern Writers' Project commission to develop a play about Gee's Bend! That red-headed dynamo just flew in town from the other coast (Los Angeles) and is on her way to Montgomery right this minute.
And, friends on the bay, it goes without saying that Alabama Writers' Forum Executive Director Jeanie Thompson will be hosting her Spalding buddies--including Sena--for some of the weekend's activities. If the Gypsy Queen Cab ever gets down off the cinder blocks in the barn, we'll share an up close and personal account of the writers, actors, and readings.
Wednesday, January 26, 2005
Night of the Wolf Moon
The January moon was extraordinary in the night sky over the bay on the 25th. The full Wolf Moon sends those who cherish freedom singing and dancing. So it was a day filled with magic for the Gypsy Queen Cab.
Here' s an excerpt from the poem "Luna" (copyright C.S. Friedman--this may not be reproduced, even electronically, without the poet's permission which I did receive for this post.) The poem captures the night:
Wolf’s lover, Gaia’s guardian
Rides the tides of night’s magic
And shares music with the ones
Who run for love of freedom:
Wolf’s Moon
Copyright C.S. Friedman
Here' s an excerpt from the poem "Luna" (copyright C.S. Friedman--this may not be reproduced, even electronically, without the poet's permission which I did receive for this post.) The poem captures the night:
Wolf’s lover, Gaia’s guardian
Rides the tides of night’s magic
And shares music with the ones
Who run for love of freedom:
Wolf’s Moon
Copyright C.S. Friedman
Quoted with permission
Thursday, January 13, 2005
Over The Transom...Jim Gilbert's Night in the Spotlight
The day's rain didn't dampen spirits at Over The Transom last Thursday evening where friends and writers gathered to celebrate Jim Gilbert's appointment as Editor-in-Chief of River City Publishing in Montgomery. Those of us who live down here on the bay will miss quiet Jim and his wry sense of humor.
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
A Posturing of Fools
Greetings from the bay, and a special hello to Miss Charlotte who is on R & R in Key West. Her husband, author Brewster Milton Robertson, flew back to the third coast for a special reading of his new novel A Posturing of Fools. Now he's heading back down to the Keys to watch sunsets with his beloved. Miss Charlotte says this Gypsy Queen Cab needs to be driving down Duval Street for R & R as well. You know that's right!
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
Arts & Artists...Bound for New York
Good morning!
It's foggy here on the bay and visibility is limited. However, the Gypsy Queen Cab is gearing up for a road trip to NYC in April when American artist Nall, his wife Tuscia, and Alabama Writers' Forum Executive Director Jeanie Thompson visit 55 Water Street downtown with an incredible lineup of Alabama artists and their work.
For those in the know, 55 Water Street is home to peregrine falcons , and while the falcons are not on live cam at the moment, this Gypsy Queen Cab promises to divulge more later about rare birds, birds of prey, and folks who feather their nests in downtown Manhattan.
It's foggy here on the bay and visibility is limited. However, the Gypsy Queen Cab is gearing up for a road trip to NYC in April when American artist Nall, his wife Tuscia, and Alabama Writers' Forum Executive Director Jeanie Thompson visit 55 Water Street downtown with an incredible lineup of Alabama artists and their work.
For those in the know, 55 Water Street is home to peregrine falcons , and while the falcons are not on live cam at the moment, this Gypsy Queen Cab promises to divulge more later about rare birds, birds of prey, and folks who feather their nests in downtown Manhattan.
Monday, January 10, 2005
More Elyzabeth Gregory Wilder, Please...Richly Satisfying Theatre
Elyzabeth's mama warned me under threat of slashed tires not to spill the beans about her daughter's next project. So this Gypsy Queen has taken a temporary vow of silence about the muse and Elyzabeth Gregory Wilder, a young writer, whose play Fresh Kills wowed London audiences at the Royal Court Theatre this past November.
Elyzabeth was working in LA as a writers' assistant on last fall's CBS/Icon Productions television series Clubhouse when she took a brief sabbatical to London to produce Fresh Kills with Director Wilson Milam.
Back in the good ole days, when this Gypsy Queen roamed the streets of New York and Los Angeles, the publishing and entertainment industries used to profile the young turks--those up-and-coming success stories of talented under 30's. Well, riders, Elizabeth is a member of Youngblood, the Ensemble Studio Theatre's program for writers under 30. Elyzabeth clearly knows how to put the pedal to the metal--just the way I love to operate the Gypsy Queen Cab.
Elyzabeth was working in LA as a writers' assistant on last fall's CBS/Icon Productions television series Clubhouse when she took a brief sabbatical to London to produce Fresh Kills with Director Wilson Milam.
Back in the good ole days, when this Gypsy Queen roamed the streets of New York and Los Angeles, the publishing and entertainment industries used to profile the young turks--those up-and-coming success stories of talented under 30's. Well, riders, Elizabeth is a member of Youngblood, the Ensemble Studio Theatre's program for writers under 30. Elyzabeth clearly knows how to put the pedal to the metal--just the way I love to operate the Gypsy Queen Cab.
Sunday, January 09, 2005
Every Shut Eye Ain't Sleep -- Elvis, where are you?
Even the Gypsy Queen Cab has to go to the shop for repairs from time to time. My apologies to those riders who have been left at the curb, so to speak, for the past few days.
There's news about Elvis... just check out Ron Kattawar's blogsite, In Search of Robert Sillerman, for his good news about Saturn Film's (Nicholas Cage's production company) interest in his novel Tupelo Sunrise.
I put Ron in touch with my screenwriting coach/Emmy award-winning producer Kate Wright in LA. BTW, Kate's new book Screenwriting is Storytelling is a must for anyone who is serious about writing. And, for those of you who are interested, mark June 13, 2005 on your calendars, as that's the date for the American Classic Storytelling Festival at the Directors Guild of America in LA.
There's news about Elvis... just check out Ron Kattawar's blogsite, In Search of Robert Sillerman, for his good news about Saturn Film's (Nicholas Cage's production company) interest in his novel Tupelo Sunrise.
I put Ron in touch with my screenwriting coach/Emmy award-winning producer Kate Wright in LA. BTW, Kate's new book Screenwriting is Storytelling is a must for anyone who is serious about writing. And, for those of you who are interested, mark June 13, 2005 on your calendars, as that's the date for the American Classic Storytelling Festival at the Directors Guild of America in LA.
Wednesday, January 05, 2005
Sleep in Heavenly Peace -- Galle, Sri Lanka
Just a short ride tonight, folks.
I have been haunted throughout the day by "Silent Night." It all started with NBC's TODAY SHOW, live from Galle, Sri Lanka. News Anchor Ann Curry, who is the most compassionate of the NBC Family, visited a hospital where some 700 bodies were lined up on the floor. The hospital staff photographed and finger-printed the bodies (total: 1200) for identification before they were buried in a mass grave. That image stuck, and at the same time, I began hearing the words from the song...always concluding sleep in heavenly peace.
I have been haunted throughout the day by "Silent Night." It all started with NBC's TODAY SHOW, live from Galle, Sri Lanka. News Anchor Ann Curry, who is the most compassionate of the NBC Family, visited a hospital where some 700 bodies were lined up on the floor. The hospital staff photographed and finger-printed the bodies (total: 1200) for identification before they were buried in a mass grave. That image stuck, and at the same time, I began hearing the words from the song...always concluding sleep in heavenly peace.
Tuesday, January 04, 2005
Love Song...
Must be the rare spring weather in January here on the bay! Two posts in one day. It's 73 degrees and the sap is rising.
Just knew that those of you who have joined me for today's ride in the Gypsy Queen Cab would want to know about the recent release of a wonderful film, A Love Song for Bobby Long, based on Fairhope author Everett Capp's novel Off Magazine Street (MacAdam/Cage Publishing ) and featuring the sensational songs of Capp's son Grayson Capps who is not only easy on the eyes, but plays a heartbreaking blues guitar. Grayson lives in New Orleans where the film was shot; and, his father hides out on the edge of a swamp near Fairhope.
John Travolta stars in A Love Song for Bobby Long, along with Golden Globe nominee Scarlett Johansson. Grayson taught Travolta to play blues guitar for the movie, and it's Grayson's songs that headline and punctuate the film.
I found Off Magazine Street reminiscent of Bukowski, and I'd be interested to know if any of you folks out there waiting on the Gypsy Queen share my thoughts.
Just knew that those of you who have joined me for today's ride in the Gypsy Queen Cab would want to know about the recent release of a wonderful film, A Love Song for Bobby Long, based on Fairhope author Everett Capp's novel Off Magazine Street (MacAdam/Cage Publishing ) and featuring the sensational songs of Capp's son Grayson Capps who is not only easy on the eyes, but plays a heartbreaking blues guitar. Grayson lives in New Orleans where the film was shot; and, his father hides out on the edge of a swamp near Fairhope.
John Travolta stars in A Love Song for Bobby Long, along with Golden Globe nominee Scarlett Johansson. Grayson taught Travolta to play blues guitar for the movie, and it's Grayson's songs that headline and punctuate the film.
I found Off Magazine Street reminiscent of Bukowski, and I'd be interested to know if any of you folks out there waiting on the Gypsy Queen share my thoughts.
Literary Glitz & Big Hair
Good morning, Gypsy Queen readers/riders!
Here's a heads up for those of you on the trail of literary glitz, glamour, and big hair. Beauty and the Book, the only hair salon/bookstore in the nation, hosts its annual Girl Friends Weekend January 14-16, 2005 in Jefferson, Texas. Kathy Patrick, owner/stylist, heads the tiara-wearing Pulpwood Queens who gather to celebrate reading. Singer/songwriter and just-plain dynamite Marshall Chapman, author of Goodbye, Little Rock and Roller, entertains on Friday night.
Carolyn Haines, author Touched and Summer of the Redeemers as well as the Mississippi Delta mystery series, brings the Mississippi Delta mysteries to the Pulpwood Queens.
Might just be time for a road trip...whadda' ya think?
Here's a heads up for those of you on the trail of literary glitz, glamour, and big hair. Beauty and the Book, the only hair salon/bookstore in the nation, hosts its annual Girl Friends Weekend January 14-16, 2005 in Jefferson, Texas. Kathy Patrick, owner/stylist, heads the tiara-wearing Pulpwood Queens who gather to celebrate reading. Singer/songwriter and just-plain dynamite Marshall Chapman, author of Goodbye, Little Rock and Roller, entertains on Friday night.
Carolyn Haines, author Touched and Summer of the Redeemers as well as the Mississippi Delta mystery series, brings the Mississippi Delta mysteries to the Pulpwood Queens.
Might just be time for a road trip...whadda' ya think?
Saturday, January 01, 2005
Hoppin' John & Turnip Greens -- Happy New Year!
Just got back from Tootie's (my 86-year old neighbor) where we feasted on Hoppin' John (black eyed peas) for luck and turnip greens (for prosperity), along with the Mexican cornbread and honey cornbread I cooked for the New Year's Day celebration. Tootie called me this morning to tell me that my butt had been dragging too long and we needed to party with the other neighbors.
Put my new lucky bamboo on the table in the kitchen and reminded myself that change is on the way, because I am making choices for change. Hope to find inspiration from other blogs, the Porch, and friends, and to be bold in my choices.
Happy New Year, all! Tootie wants a younger man in her life. She thinks I need an older man in mine. She wanted to ride out Hurricane Ivan under the grand piano in her living room with a martini and her pup Percy. Tootie is an excellent role model. Here's to Tootie, her martinis, and a new young man in her life!
Put my new lucky bamboo on the table in the kitchen and reminded myself that change is on the way, because I am making choices for change. Hope to find inspiration from other blogs, the Porch, and friends, and to be bold in my choices.
Happy New Year, all! Tootie wants a younger man in her life. She thinks I need an older man in mine. She wanted to ride out Hurricane Ivan under the grand piano in her living room with a martini and her pup Percy. Tootie is an excellent role model. Here's to Tootie, her martinis, and a new young man in her life!
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