a gentle reminder

i think its been too long since i've been to new orleans. or maybe i've just been too busy to feel that longing that's become so familiar. and then i heard this story and was reminded of everything i love about nola.

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survival of the whatever

i managed to survive the holidays. i can't say i came through it unscathed - there are actual cuts, burns and bruises. but there were no tantrums. no breakdowns. not a tear shed in anger. calm cool and collected - that was me. of course the alcohol on christmas day helped. i think shawn still doesn't really know how to deal with this strange and delightful development. he  honestly could have convinced himself that he's slept through christmas and that monkey my mom bought dom - just another chapter in this incredibly odd dream he's having.

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