dream come true

Today is my birthday,

and I woke up early to my dream coming true.

Rain, real live rain!

Lots of it.

Bayou-busting, swamp-flushing, frog-strangling

rain,

the stuff that made man build boats.

It's a beautiful thing.

Because a cool and rainy day is just what I'd wished for,

I'm choosing to take it personally.

You're welcome.

For openers, we went to Lucile's for breakfast.

Smoked eggs, trout Pontchartrain and grits.

Laissez les bontemps rouler, etc.

Happy birthday, everyone...

whenever it is.

miraculous

Tomorrow is my mother's 90th birthday.

I think anyone who survives 90 years on this planet is miraculous.

I also think posting a video is pretty miraculous,

but I think her miracle is more powerful.

I am not one bit surprised.

I shot the video on our trip to Maine last month.

My husband is driving.

My mother is riding shotgun with a roadmap in hand,

telling us where to go.

It was ever thus.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MUM!

Yo...Larkin!

I know some of you were expecting more clue from the clueless. I'm clueless because yesterday was Larkin's birthday, and even though the card I bought for her is sitting here on the table, I forgot to give it to the mailman. I'll mail it today  [:o\  but maybe she'll see this first. It'll still be late, but not as late as the USPS. 

HAPPY  (i'llnevertell) BIRTHDAY, LARKIN!

birthday blog

One of the best reasons I know of to have a blog is for when you've got a really good friend whose birthday is today and you forgot. I think it's okay though. We share forgetfulness and history (it takes both of us) and crazy-ass dog love.

Anyway, I can use my blog to cover my crazy ass.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LARKIN!!!