What a day this has been...

 

TFG has been indicted!

I can only hope that this is the first of many and that the process will lead to a trial, conviction, sentencing, and PRISON!! 

For a very, very long time!

I lived too long in the South!

 Yes, Ma'am! 26 years down South completely changed the way I exist on this planet. It dawned on me that I will take an extraordinarily long time to explain something or answer a question, which isn't exactly appropriate here in Lalaland. 

Let me explain how I came to this realization (here she goes and she can't even stop herself). 

I had an appointment with a new doctor, so even though I had done all the preliminary questionnaires online, there were still forms to sign, which I expected, and questions to answer in more depth or so it seemed to me. It seemed that way because when the nurse came in and started asking questions (while looking at her computer screen) I'd already answered, I started giving her the backstory to the questions! Now, in Savannah, this type of response was accepted and listened to, but no, not here, sweetpea! She very rudely (to my still Southern-afflicted mind) cut me off saying what amounted to "save it for the doctor, I just need straight facts." Well, there you go, missy, which is what I said, but of course, not out loud. 

Anyway, all of this got me to thinking(see what happened just then, I said to thinking, a very southern form, instead of just thinking, )  about how habits form and need to be adjusted to the situation. Code-switching is indeed not only cultural, but geographical as well. It's not only limited to speech, but also to accepted behaviors. Case in point, in certain parts of the city conversation or greetings between strangers, is uncommon, whereas, where the MITM and I live it's an accepted and encouraged practice. 

Just recently, I read a short piece on another site that spoke to the civility and generosity practiced in southern communities. Two men in line at the grocery store conversing socially when the first man's card is declined. He had deposited his paycheck just n hour before and thought it would be available in his account. Well, it wasn't, so the  gentleman behind him said, "I got it, don't worry." Now the man, guy#1, was concerned the the fellow might not have heard that his bill was $30, but guy #2 had said that he heard and would still cover it. OK, so long story short (too late even though I've edited this piece twice), guy #1 takes to that other social media site, to try and find his benefactor which of course after a minute or two, he does! So, the two men reconnect and instead of just a monetary exchange, they become friends, their families connect, and as guy #1 says, we're brothers now. Guy #1 is white and guy #2 is black and it happened in Louisiana.

Ok, now I'm not saying that something like this wouldn't happen here, but I'll tell you what (again with a southernism), it wouldn't happen in many parts of this city. Hell, you can't even get a handwave thank you when you let a car cut in front of you on the freeway! Maybe there are just too many people in L.A. now or maybe we're really just too suspicious of unsolicited interactions to be aware of each other. 

Or maybe this rain and the grey skies are making me too easily depressed.

What'd y'all think? 

 

Happy Birthday, Doc!

 Today we celebrated The Doc's 50th birthday! The family gathered for brunch at Bacari, West Adams! I hope y'all will look at the menu because it was stellar! The Doc was greeted with a round of applause when he and The Dancing Lady arrived and toasted with raised glasses of various beverages! There were gifts and laughs and as my Mama used to say (whenever we all gathered), "A good time was had by all!"

Like all of the krewe, The Doc reads this blog, so I hope y'all will join us in celebration!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DOC!!

xoxo

54 years ago today!

 

WE SAID YES!

yes to Love

yes to each other

and 

today...

it's still YES!

Happy Anniversary to us!

xoxox