| Blast from the past |
[Thursday, Jul 9th, 2009 @ 12:56am] |
It's almost 1 AM here and I cannot fall asleep. Gah, stupid tea. Since I'm not at all sleepy, I stumbled across onceuponawin.com/ and found so many lost toys of my childhood
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| South Beach Diet |
[Tuesday, Jun 2nd, 2009 @ 10:38pm] |
I tested my will power today at Whole Foods...and Lord Almighty, I was strong! They had samples of cherries and chocolate cake. Even though I did try to rationalize tasting them, I knew that if I did, I would be beat myself up for doing it. Managed to buy coffee without anything extra and then came home and snacked on eggbeaters and cheese.
Onward to day three.
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| Mardi Gras is over |
[Monday, Mar 9th, 2009 @ 10:25pm] |
I can't believe it's been almost 2 weeks since Mardi Gras has ended. New Orleans never stops though..there is another parade for St. Patrick's day this weekend. Cabbage!! Beads!!
Anyway, I wanted to post some pictures that I took. There is more at my flickr account flickr.com/photos/chloechoo/
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| Writer's Block: Honey Bear |
[Sunday, Jan 18th, 2009 @ 12:40pm] |
Happy Winnie the Pooh Day! I think I wore out my beta and vhs tape of the Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh when I was a kid :)
I'm most likely to be a Pooh/Rabbit/Eeyore hybrid. Haha, wouldn't that be an interesting cartoon character to draw.
I'm a Pooh because:
- I can get overly concerned about my friends and family almost to the point where my problems are put in the backseat.
- I love sweets. *rumbly in my tumbly*
I'm Rabbit- I get OCD about rules
- I like my area clean
- I love veggies
I'm Eeyore- It's ok to feel like there is a raincloud over my head
- I'm always losing things
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| It's not delivery..but it's not digiorno either |
[Friday, Jan 16th, 2009 @ 7:01pm] |
I've attempted to make my own pizza dough before and it was an utter failure. The dough didn't rise and it ended up being a sticky chewy mess. Well today I got obsessed and decided to try out Bittman's recipe for pizza. You don't know how proud I was when my baby began to rise out of its bowl!
Before.....
Voila!
It's whole wheat too, so it's healthy, right??
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| Dear Santa |
[Thursday, Dec 18th, 2008 @ 2:13pm] |
Dear Santa,
This has been a shitty year AND I've been good through out it all. I know these are economic times for all of us but could you spread your magic my way and send me some pretty presents?
I'd like a new straightening iron by GHD
A back up hard drive since my laptop may die at any moment and I have a lot of pictures and music files on it
An ice cream maker
Love, Annie
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| SNOLA!!! |
[Thursday, Dec 11th, 2008 @ 12:35pm] |
Holy Crap! SNEAUXING in New Orleans!!!
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| Writer's Block: Autumn Begins |
[Monday, Sep 22nd, 2008 @ 3:26pm] |
It takes forever for NOLA to feel the change in seasons. While the rest of the country is starting to cool down, we are still wearing tank tops, shorts and flip flops. I know, I know, the grass is always greener on the other side. People in Michigan are probably wishing they could only wear one layer while I am complaining about it. I want to feel the crisp air and not the heat and humidity outside. I want to wear cardigans and boots.
Autumn also means that my birthday is around the corner! Another year of getting older. Another excuse to eat cake (I am so getting a Creole Creamery cake this year. Sorry Coldstone). Last year I ate at August for my birthday. OMG, the FOIS GRAS was AMAZING. This year, I'm aiming for Herbsaint and drinking a sazerac. Happy Birthday to me!
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| Gustav's Guide to Hurricane Survival |
[Monday, Sep 15th, 2008 @ 8:36am] |
Gustav's Guide to Hurricane Survival
Lessons Learned During and After the Storm
The hurricane grouch quotient can be calculated by adding the number of children and pets in a home without power, multiplied by the number of days quoted on the Entergy telephone recording, divided by the number of fans or portable air conditioners powered by your home generator, (however if you were last in line at Home Depot and have no generator then multiply by the daily high for that day reported by either Pat Shingleton or Jay Grymes), then add the number of trips to the washateria and the days left until school opens. Discount by the percentage of time spent at neighbors who have power. Recalculate as often as necessary No matter how many times you flick the switch, lights don't work without electricity.
Vienna sausages only appear on the food pyramid during hurricane season.
Gas mileage is recalculated based on miles per fume.
Lovebugs do not disappear in 80mph wind gusts.
Disasters can cancel one LSU football game but there will be even bigger casualties if we cancel two.
Despite protests, kids can re-live their parents' youth when there were only 3 tv channels!
Cats are even more irritating without power.
Baton Rouge without traffic lights resembles Mexico City, Rome, Los Angeles and New York City all rolled into a single snarl.
A 7 lb bag of ice will chill 6-12 oz beers to a drinkable temperature in 11 minutes, and still keep a 14 lb. turkey frozen for 8 more hours.
There are/were a lot of really big trees around here!
Just because you're 18 doesn't mean you can stay out as late as you want. Mayor Holden meant business when he said curfew.
People will get into a line that has already formed without having any idea what the line is for.
Calories consumed during a hurricane or power outage do not count.
Telemarketers function no matter what the weather is doing. New Delhi does not check the weather report in Baton Rouge.
Most popular text message after September 1: do u hve pwr
Twenty-seven of your neighbors are fed from a different transformer than you, and they are quick to point that out!
Crickets and cicadas can increase their volume to overcome the sound of 14 generators.
Dirty clothes in an unsupervised hamper multiply at an exponential rate.
Coffee, spaghetti and frozen pizzas can be made on a grill.
He who has the biggest generator wins.
Tree service companies are under-appreciated, except after hurricanes.
Our Lady of the Lake never closes. Really.
Water will fill the Acadian Thruway underpass, even sometimes when it is not raining.
There are a lot more stars in the sky than most people thought.
If you owned a store that sold only ice, chain saws, gas and generators, you would be rich
With only a small amount of guilt South Louisiana can collectively pray a second hurricane to landfall in another state or country.
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| Shrimp Fra’diavolo |
[Friday, Jun 27th, 2008 @ 6:04pm] |
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| Things that irritate me at Christmas |
[Wednesday, Dec 5th, 2007 @ 8:29pm] |
1. People who decorate with white and colored Christmas lights outside. Stick with one color scheme people!
2. People who have inflatable snowglobes, cartoon characters, or anything else that requires air
3. The plastic Santas.
4. Yards that are filled with Christmas knick knacks.
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| TLC time |
[Tuesday, Oct 10th, 2006 @ 11:18am] |
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Today is my first day at the Humane Society. I have to leave in a couple of hours but I am already excited to get my doggie and kitty loving. I just hope that I can handle the bigger dogs (Clunkers is soooo tiny!). Is it weird that I am NOT looking forward to my upcoming birthday? I just feel OLD. Lord, how am I going to handle it when I turn 30 in a couple of years (ewww scary age!)
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| 101 things in 1001 Days |
[Wednesday, Aug 30th, 2006 @ 1:52am] |
The List
101 in 1001...as seen on Triplux.com (go http://www.triplux.com/1001/otherlists.asp there and make your own)
Basically, you make a list of 101 things you would like to accomplich in 1001 days. So here are my 101. I'm starting today, August 30, 2006, so that puts the end date at Wednesday, May 27, 2009. I'll bold the items when I've completed them, and include the date. I'll also make additional blog entries to detail my progress and completion of individual items. Aaaaaannnnnddddd....GO!
1. Finish this list
2. Visit NOLA
3. Visit NYC
4. Visit London, England
5. See the British Museum
6. Meet Paula Deen
7. Learn how to decorate a cake
8. See Mary Poppins on Broadway
9. Read "The Life of Pi"
10. Build a real snowman
11. Learn to ski
12. Get in to nursing school
13. Ride a jetski
14. Buy a new ipod
15. Eat Beignets
16. Visit LA
17. Visit the Philippines
18. Bring back old momentos from the PI
19. Get Lasik
20. Buy a Chloe Paddington Bag
21. Adopt a second dog
22. Return to a healthy BMI
23. Go on the Sex and City tour
24. Own a kitchenaid mixer
25. Find a pair of comfy boots
26. Make it to Mardi Gras
27. Read "Les Miserables"
28. Read "A tree grows in Brooklyn"
27. Read "To kill a Mockingbird"
28. Learn how to make a souffle
29. Make a halloween costume
30. Ride a bike for over 3 miles
31. Volunteer at the animal shelter
32. Watch all the seasons of 24
33. Clean out my closet
34. Watch the Punkie Brewster dvd that I bought 2 years ago
35. Learn French
36. Get my passport
37. Travel to Canada
38. Conquer yoga without getting a stiff back
39. Get a hair cut by the one and only Jared
40. Drink Absente
41. Learn how to develop pictures
42. Make a gingerbread house
43. Read an autobiography
44. Read a biography
45. Buy teeth whitener
46. Buy a ski jacket with fake fur hoodie
47. Buy the Return to NOLA ring
48. Take a scrapbooking class
49. See the Rockafella Tree in Christmas
50. Walk in heels without falling on my ass
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[Sunday, Aug 27th, 2006 @ 11:30pm] |
A city on hold
One year later, New Orleans has become The Waiting Place
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Chris Rose
I think I speak for most everyone in the room when I say: I am ready for Aug. 30.
I am ready get on with the next phase of all of this, whatever joys or traumas, comedy or tragedy, successes or setbacks it may bring.
It seems like we folks in and around New Orleans have been stuck in that netherworld so aptly described in Dr. Seuss' immortal reflection in the pages of "Oh, the Places You'll Go!"
He called it the "The Waiting Place."
"Waiting for the fish to bite
or waiting for wind to fly a kite
or waiting around for a Friday night
or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake
or a pot to boil to, or a Better Break
or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants
or a wig with curls, or Another Chance
Sound familiar? Sound like your life?
Substitute "insurance settlement," "FEMA trailer" and "contractor to call" and bingo: Oh, the places you'll go.
Waiting for three cycles of the light to change on Causeway. Waiting three hours to get a new driver's license. Waiting to see who comes back and who moves away. Waiting to hear what our mayor will say next.
Waiting to feel better. Waiting to get worse. Waiting for a Better Break or Another Chance. Does that day ever come?
Yeah, you right. And waiting for the next hurricane.
Therein lies the rub. Even more than suffering from anniversary anxiety -- the cauldron of agony and memory that we are boiling in -- it seems like much of our communal psyche is caught up in the strange and fruitless wait for the next big storm to come our way to see how we handle it, physically, civically, emotionally.
It's like we want to know if we can take the hit and get back up again. It's like being a star quarterback or running back who gets injured and waits a whole season to play again and going into that first game thinking: Just get the first hit over with.
Like being a boxer stepping into a ring with a feared competitor. Just hit me and let's get on with this thing.
Let me get by Tuesday without succumbing to all the bad stuff that emanates from the newspaper, the radio, television and every conversation with every friend and family member.
Let me remember the good stuff: people reaching out, helping. People coming together.
I remember: 9/11 was on a Tuesday. On Wednesday, about midday, I turned off the TV and told my wife, "I don't ever want to watch those buildings fall down again for as long as I live."
And I have never seen them fall again. Not once. It's an image television has largely shielded us from, though I suspect in the coming weeks, that might change.
So sometimes I wonder how much I need to see and hear about last year, here.
Those people standing on rooftops with signs that say: "Help Us." Do you remember the horror of that first vision -- for most of us, from the relative comfort of a hotel room or the home of a far-flung family member -- and the dread that gripped you when you said: "My God, what is happening down there? This can't be happening."
It happened all right.
The whole damn city under water, rooftops peeking out like alligator heads all in a row. Thousands trapped in hell. The Convention Center. That dead woman in a wheelchair with a blanket thrown over her. Wal-Mart. The looters.
We're going to see all of it plenty on TV's endless loop of sorrow. And I guess we must tune in because we must never forget.
Then again, how could we? What a disgrace, the whole damn thing, and there are so many to blame but that seems beside the point now or, at least, not the main point anymore.
Our mayor keeps pointing fingers -- all this time later -- but everyone knows what went down and how it went down so, what the hell. What do we do now?
Just hit me.
Let's pick up the pieces still. Put it back together more. Let life ramble on in the new New Orleans, where everything is different and everyone is upside down in The Waiting Place.
My friend Jenni noticed that folks around here start conversations differently now. "Instead of asking 'Where did you go to school?' people ask, 'What medications are you taking?' "
Try that for an icebreaker with a stranger. The next time you're waiting in line.
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[Friday, Jun 2nd, 2006 @ 9:11am] |
The title of it is "No Place Like Home", and this is what it says...
Each day I miss the sunshine kiss
That always kept me there
So many things touched the heart strings
And filled each day with care
From bustling streets
To kids at play
To lovers holding hands
No other could touch
The warmth so much
As New Orleans a city so fair
From Community Coffee
to BluePlate Mayo
To Crayfish by the sack
To Daquaries and Creames
To the bands that sing
To the lights of City Park
There's no place like home somebody said
And you know that saying is true
For all I do is dream of you
And the life that I once knew.
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[Friday, Mar 24th, 2006 @ 10:59pm] |
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| Welcome Me |
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So this is what a livejournal is, eh?? I suppose it will suffice since MYSPACE hates me right now.
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