Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans?

I do, and I’m missing it so much right now, I have tears running down my cheeks.

The city is a bold blend of architecture, cultures, food and music that is unique in America. This tune, which I fell in love with when I lived in New Orleans, has been running through my head over and over as I monitor the horrific path of Hurricane Gustov.


“Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans, and miss it each night and day
I know I’m not wrong… this feelings gettin’ stronger
The longer, I stay away

Miss them moss covered vines…the tall sugar pines
Where mockin’ birds used to sing
And I’d like to see that lazy Mississippi…hurryin’ into spring.

The moonlight on the bayou…….a creole tune…. that fills the air;
I dream… about magnolias in bloom……and I’m wishin’ I was there
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
When that’s where you left your heart.”

I first heard this old Louis Armstrong song at the Old Absinth Bar on Royal Street.  It immediately became my theme song, because I knew our time in the Big Easy was  limited. The bank I worked for was moving its corporate headquarters to Jackson, Mississippi. I proceeded to overdose on New Orleans, taking advantage of every amenity it offered. What a great experience.

Hang on girl. Stand up against that bad guy Gustov.  You can make it.


Prairie Arts Fest – We went to buy art and got distracted


My deluded diva sustahs (above Norma, Olivia, Ruthie and Marie) and I worked the Prairie Arts Festival this weekend. Before our shift began, we walked through the fine arts village and savored the wonderful pottery and sketches. (And ate some pretty good Chicken on a stick, chased with a funnel cake too.) Continue reading

Are you a “messie” or a “cleanie”?

messy room

I received a cute note from a reader today which was hugely enlightening. Here’s how it went:

“After reading your yesterday’s column, I decided that you need a couple of “sayings” that have been on my refrigerator for years:messies manual


She bought a book to organize,

To change her messy way;

But first she has to find the book

That she misplaced today.

“One of the advantages of being disorderly is that one is constantly making exciting discoveries.”

And, by the way, I have the following if you ever need some reading material:

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Deja Veaux all over again!


My son’s neighborhood survived – sort of. But most didn’t.


As we celebrated my son’s birthday yesterday we couldn’t help but recall the devastating events of 2005. On that very day, while we were blowing out candles on his cake, Hurricane Katrina had her evil eye trained on the Mississippi and Louisiana Coast.

We were at my son’s New Orleans home on Magazine Street where the music never stops and you’re compelled to dance along – whether or not anyone is looking! Continue reading