Morning mistress

I have shared more with coffee, or with people over coffee, than I can remember. In southern Louisiana, coffee isn't just a thing or just another drink. Coffee is a way of life, namely Community Coffee (family owned and operated since 1919). For most people, coffee is something they grab on the way out the door in the morning. Here, we make it an event, if you can call it that. We sit and sip, we savor. Coffee is a part of our lives before we were born. I can remember sitting in my Maw-Maw's (grandmaw for all you non- southern folks) kitchen with a glass of coffee milk (more milk and sugar then coffee back then) thinking I was special because I got to drink coffee with the grownups. One of my favorite memories is waking up on her black leather couch and not moving. I like to take in the morning, that just-woke-up feeling. I loved listening to her and Mr. John (another entry all together) speak Cajun French to each other. They were always quiet, so not to
wake my sister or I up. Sometimes Passe Partout (very popular morning program here) would be on. Coffee was always present. When my dad was in the Army, we lived in Germany for about 4 years. My mom would have Community Coffee shipped to us from the States. That's how much it meant to us. We drink no other cofffee. It's a way of life here. I feel a little bit of a fraud when I drink another type of coffee.

What's your coffee story?

It must be going around

OMG.....I think I had a panic attack on my sleep. I woke up and it was hard to breath and felt like there was a weight on my chest. I felt weird all day long. My stomach hurts a lot, and I feel like I need to throw up. Yeah, I know...TMI. Get over it.

My parents are taking back my instruments and selling them. Yes, mine. The ones they bought for me. Well, at least I thought they were mine. Apparently, they bought them so the instruments are theirs. Excuse me?!?!?! My mom said she wants to sell them because they need money. I asked my dad how much money they needed and he had no clue. It is true that I have not touched them in a few years, and yes, they need major tlc, but they are mine. I have no say in this. She's going to do it regardless of what I say so whatever. I took them out and played for a few minutes on both the flute and the piccolo. When I put them away, I wanted to cry.

It's just been a really crappy week. Boo. Oh, did I mention I started my period. Major fail on all parts.

Attention ladies and gentlemen

Yes, this picture is funny. I wish that would happen everytime someone didn't wash their hands.

In one of the ladies restrooms at the theatre, the soap dispencer is broken. This means women cannot wash their hands after using the bathroom. GROSS!!!!! Really ladies?? That is disgusting. I think it's been broken for a few days. I know how to open it and get liquid to come out so it was no big deal for me. I also wash my hands as soon as I get behind the stand. For women to be walking around with dirty, nasty hands is beyond me. And, they handle money....yuck yuck yuck. The bathroom should be the cleanest part of any household and/or business. Come on ladies!!

What's the cleanest room in your house?

Maybe this is the turn around

Introducing the new me:


Don't I look fabulous?!?!?!!! LOL

My hair has not looked that way since I cut it, which was a week and a half ago lol.

Anyway, life was busy for a few weeks with Monica moving to Oklahoma and all. We made it a weekend affair. She left this past Tuesday. Last Saturday, we went to the casino. It was fun but man, am I glad Frankie came. It was all couples. I lost $20 and had a blast dancing to good music. Sunday, Frankie and I were suppose to take pictures around town. That was postponed due to nasty clouds followed by rain. We had lunch then the ladies and I headed to BR for the most amazing Chinese EVER: P.F. Changs :-) After the amazing Chinese, we headed across the street to Whole Foods for gelato.....yummmm!!!!! Sooooo good. We then headed back home and said our goodbyes. Monday night was our last night together, just the four of us. We had an AMAZING Korean meal provided by Katie, as well as dessert. There are pictures of this coming soon. After Katie's amazing meal, we headed to Fast Eddies to meet up with more friends and free pool. We had so much fun. It was a bittersweet goodbye at the end of the night. On one hand, I was sad to see her go, but on the other hand, I was very excited for her. I know she is enjoying it there, the people are friendly and she likes her class. She's building a life there, which is more than I can say for myself down here.

Any advice on where I should go for vacation?

Let's give 'em something to talk about

So, here's my question of the day: do you truely, ever really know
someone? Do you know all they secrets and demons? Do you know about
their past and what they want for the future?

We talk; we all talk. Especially about other people. I will admit I am
guilty of this. I hate when people talk about me, usually none of it
good. They are very bad for it at the vet. It rubbed off on me. I've
heard it brings co-workers closer. When I think about it, I don't
think it does. From now on, I'm going to try very hard to not gossip
about others. Now, I may fuss about work, but I'll try my hardest not
to talk about other people. It's just not nice.

I guess the reason I ask tonights question is because I have trust
issues. I'm not really sure where they stem from but I know they are
there. I don't want to shut off from people like I am.

Any advice?

Maybe it's true

I haven't posted in a while and I feel bad. I want to get better at this. I really do. I saw the trailer for Julie & Julia while watching The Ugly Truth ( yes, again) Monday night. One of the characters tell the others that her blog was being turned into a mini series or something like that. All I could think was that no one would ever buy my blog for anything...it's too depressing. Really, it is; it's sad. It makes me sad to think about it. I want to write, but I think that everything that comes out sounds stupid. I'm in a funk, something I just can't shake. I need a lot of things. I'm sitting here, waiting for things to happen, feeling sorry for myself. That's not what life is. Life is about going out and doing what you want, being who you really are.

On a lighter note, my mom, sister and I are going to the zoo and aquarium in NOLA on Sunday. Hopefully, we will have a great time and not want to kill each other. There will be pictures to follow.

Hope you are all having a lovely day!!