Thirty nine years ago, at this very moment, I am not quite born yet. My mother is still in very hard labor, my father is pacing and nervous ( Read more... )

I was looking through some old emails tonight and I stumbled across a love letter from me to my husband. In it I tell him my New Years resolutions. This was 2004 I think ( Read more... )

I have developed insomnia. I'm not sleeping so much these days. I am spending wee hours thinking and reminiscing. I've reread many of Miss Angeliska's journal posts. It is so strange to think of how many functions that I attended, that she wrote about, and yet there is hardly ever a mention of me. I feel like an extra in the movie of my life ( Read more... )

He calls me Alice sometimes. I wonder if he knows that my great-grandmother was named Alice. She's the one who lived in New Orleans in the Teens and worked at Antoine's. But the Alice he means is the other one. THE ALICE. Down the rabbit hole and through the looking glass and all that. God knows I've been down the rabbit hole a bit this year ( Read more... )

I've had a live journal account for about two years now. This is my first post. I guess it is just time ( Read more... )