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below sea level: Tickled Pink
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Stories from below the water line in post-katrina New Orleans. October 24, 2014. I know, I know you are thinking, wow, how heartless you are? Where is your Save the Boobies spirit? Where is your pink? I will tell you where it is. It died with my mother. I love you Claire! November 1, 2014 at 9:47 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). There was an error in this gadget. Why have a blog, I ask myself? Happy Birthday Mom.Girlfriend! Where Art Thou Next Husband? Mike and I took Max to the Renaissance F...
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below sea level: Happy Birthday Mom...Girlfriend!
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Stories from below the water line in post-katrina New Orleans. March 9, 2010. Happy Birthday Mom.Girlfriend! I called Mom to complain and asked her what got out the smell of gasoline. Her deadpan response was, “fire.”. On the ride home, it was just Mom, Aunt Phyllis and me. They let me smoke cigarettes in the car and drive a bit. I brought my summer reading books on the trip, so I read them aloud in the car to them. I read The Loved One. By Evelyn Waugh and then Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. She was co...
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below sea level: Do You Believe in God?
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Stories from below the water line in post-katrina New Orleans. March 10, 2014. Do You Believe in God? One time, I was flying from Denver to Chicago in the spring when the winds are awful. It was my first week at a new job and I moved mountains and made lots of calls to get onto that flight with my boss so we could hightail it to Chicago for a sales meeting. 8221; The flight attendants ran with the little carts to the back of the plane and told everyone to put their seat belts on. Do I believe in God?
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below sea level: Random Post
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Stories from below the water line in post-katrina New Orleans. December 22, 2011. On a totally unrelated note, I was thinking the other day, why do we call something we look at as wimpy or feminine “gay? 8221; Or, “It was so gay – that man literally lifted that other man up by the throat using only one hand! Just some random nonsense for your holiday reading pleasure! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). There was an error in this gadget. Why have a blog, I ask myself? Happy Birthday Mom.Girlfriend! Mike ...
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below sea level: 30,000 Feet and Nothing To Do
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Stories from below the water line in post-katrina New Orleans. February 26, 2011. 30,000 Feet and Nothing To Do. Oh, and of course, we can’t forget that it was hormone replacement therapy that probably caused the initial cancer that resulted in the radiation treatment, which caused the radiation induced sarcoma that did her in? And that, my friends, is why I say pooh-pooh to modern day medicine’s version of leeching. I am on a plane. This is not a surprise, is it? No, it is not. You are wonderful Claire!
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below sea level: Down in New Orleans Where the Blues Were Born...
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Stories from below the water line in post-katrina New Orleans. January 5, 2012. Down in New Orleans Where the Blues Were Born. So, tomorrow night is our Little Christmas Party. Anywhere from 20 -100 people are going to show up at our house (the good people of New Orleans are also not very good at RSVPing or sticking to the RSVP selection) and we will have food and drinks and a live band. The gumbo is made. The Christmas Tree is a fire hazard at this point. But the mirror is masquerading already. My mothe...
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below sea level: January 2013
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Stories from below the water line in post-katrina New Orleans. January 19, 2013. Mardi Gras Mom bo. Maybe I'll start blogging more. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). There was an error in this gadget. The Christmas shopping is done. The tree is up. The house is more or less decorated and everything is ok, except my son seems to have confus. I was driving home from Target this weekend and Max was in the back seat playing with the Easter eggs I had gotten him to bribe him into the. Why have a blog, I ask myself?
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below sea level: October 2014
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Stories from below the water line in post-katrina New Orleans. October 24, 2014. I know, I know you are thinking, wow, how heartless you are? Where is your Save the Boobies spirit? Where is your pink? I will tell you where it is. It died with my mother. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). There was an error in this gadget. The Christmas shopping is done. The tree is up. The house is more or less decorated and everything is ok, except my son seems to have confus. Why have a blog, I ask myself? The person who inve...
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below sea level: Hot Buns and Mothers Day
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Stories from below the water line in post-katrina New Orleans. May 15, 2013. Hot Buns and Mothers Day. And when we got to the car Max showed me my new Hot Buns. What are Hot Buns you ask? Http:/ www.buyhotbuns.com/. When I was dressed and ready to go, after Max looked me up and down and asked, “Are you wearing THAT on your date? I laughed out loud for this one too! SO sweet. Hoping to see some pics of you and your Hot Buns! May 16, 2013 at 4:32 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My mother would have...
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below sea level: September 2012
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Stories from below the water line in post-katrina New Orleans. September 21, 2012. And then every year we have the same party at my house. My brain is like a sieve. And I am afraid the cake I ordered and paid WAY too much for is not going to be ready in time. And I think I am going to get fired because eventually someone will figure out I am really just an idiot with a big vocabulary. Oh and I think I might curse too much. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). There was an error in this gadget. The person who inve...
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