Thursday, September 21, 2006


Daddy and Me
Originally uploaded by LisaPal.
Hah! It's 50 minutes after midnight, my blog's time zone setting is correct, and Blogger thinks I'm still 43.


And since 60 is the new 40, that means I'm really only 24, but with the wisdom and experience of someone 20 years older.

For what more could I ask? Besides the body of a 24 year old? Hell, I'd be more than happy to have the one I had on my 40th birthday. Seriously. If I can Photoshop a bikini on the self-portrait I took on the day of my 40th (because I knew they day would come when I'd hardly believe that was me), I'll show you. I can thank Katrina for between 10 and 15 post-hurricane, stress-induced pounds, on top of the 10 that came after 41. Damn you, Katrina. (Again.) I want the old body back, even if it's the 42 year old version. I'm not used to this! I want to wear my favorite old clothes again, dammit.

*This episode of nostalgic vanity and pointless kvetching is now over.*

Okay. We can count the weight gain and its consequent assault on my sense of self (and to some degree, my self-esteem), as Item # 2 of the ongoing laundry list started in the last post.

Better still, lets call it ...
The Second Weigh Station on the Road to My Deepression.


Blogger Richard said...

You girls and your obsession with weight!!(I know, I know it mens obsession and the patriarchy that wields womens weight as a weapon of oppression, I got it, it my fault and I am sorry, I'd fix it if I could. The patriarchy is the other club I belong to in which I have not been billed for membership dues, been shown the secret handshake, or been asked for my opinion, much to my continued dismay.) So I will say the needlessly pointless, you are beautiful at any weight, you are sexy at any age, pretty no matter what shape you are. You beauty emanates from your intelligence and humor and fiery personality. And NO I didn't just say, "[she's] got a great personality" (which I believe is the ultimate deal breaker for anybody no matter what they look like), what I said is that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and you should ask around to people you care about. Get back to me about anybody who doesn't think your beautiful and I will get them fitted for glasses, and if it's you, then I'll get your perscription fixed.

2:00 AM  
Blogger Richard said...

oh and by the way, "The Second Weigh Station on the Road to My Deepression." is extremely clever.

2:01 AM  
Blogger Richard said...

oh and double by the way... HAPPY BIRTHDAY dear heart. Happy birthday to ya.. dannah nah nah nah nah nah!!! Hope you have a good time.

2:05 AM  
Blogger Another Outspoken Female said...

Happy birthday fellow virgo, mac girl! Hope you get to kick up your heels and enjoy every morsel of what the day offers :)

2:46 AM  
Blogger LisaPal said...

Thank You Richard. You are the BEST internet husband a woman could ever ask for. Ours is a sham marriage to which all should aspire. We're a beacon of hope to internet bound couples the world over. And I know that I can tell you that you're beautiful, too ('cause you are) without it threatening your masculinity. (Or your actual marriage. Hugs and kisses to the beautiful Erin, too! Thanks for sharing!)

I am very moved by all those kind sentiments. Honestly, it's only on rare occasions that I see what others apparently see in me, from a physical perspective. (Especially these days.) In fact, there are several photos on Flickr that were shot by my fellow NOLA bloggers that I've considered flagging as "May Offend." But I resist the urge because I'm not a big fan of vanity and have akways valued the inner stuff that makes us who we are much more than the superficial candy-coated shell. The light really does shine from the within.

Oh, and one last thing Richard --I've got to tell you that tthe idea of you and the Patriarchy Club is causing me a considerable amount of cognitive dissonance.

Thank you, too, my Soul Sister Down Under. I seriously hope we get to meet in person one day! The b-day will probably be kinda weird, because the somewhat estranged mother of my late godfather's two daughters (who have been like sisters to me) died yesterday and they're coming to town today and tomorrow for the funeral. And the brother of the elder girl's ex-husband (with whom she's still friendly) was killed in a boating accident yesterday as well. Very sad. And lots of drama with the mother's situation, which I suspect will be played out over the next few days. One of the sisters is probably going to stay in Mom's already-too-crowded house. But we'll work it all out and then I'm taking the evening off for a yoga inversion class and then dinner at a nice restaurant with Renard. All good.

Thanks again for the well-wishes!

3:22 AM  
Blogger Ray in New Orleans said... were even hotter when you were 24?


(happy birthday, lady)

6:36 AM  
Blogger dangerblond said...

Lisa, I have put on a lot of weight, too, but I am still gawgeous. The fatter I am, the bigger my juggs, so take it or leave it, fellas. You are taller than me, you can add 15 lbs and it hardly shows. You need to wear tighter and sexier clothes. Get some stuff out of Rachel's closet.

Tonight, put on a short skirt, some high heels and sweep that beautiful (naturally curly, you lucky thang!) hair up high to show off your long sexy neck. Lenny Kravitz will end up his knees.

Happy Birthday! If you need to off-load any of the relatives, I seriously have room over here.

7:55 AM  
Anonymous Karen said...

Happy Happy,

This last year has raised hell with all the Girls of New Orleans. At least the ones who are paying attention.

I had the double sucker punch of messed up houses/life and Cancer.

Let me tell you the 40 pounds that chemo dumps on you with the bald head and subsequent kinky gray hair are all ingredients for a mondo depression.

But on a happy note, I am not going to die anytime soon. I am no longer in the "cute girl' competition and it is New Orleans, you can wear pajamas to work. No one cares.

Grit your teeth, hang on tight, there is a river of folks who care for you, bathe in it.

8:12 AM  
Anonymous Editor B said...

Happy Birthday. I have gained weight post-Katrina too, but no one believes me or has any sympathy because I'm tall and you wouldn't really notice unless I take my shirt off, which I don't usually do in polite company. It's been a long time since I exercised regularly, and I need to get back with that. I'm sure we could all embrace healthier habits, and hopefully as life normalizes post-disaster, we will.

Without feeding into the whole patriarchy thing, Danger's sartorial advice sounds like a winner.

10:07 AM  
Anonymous Ingrid said...

Happy birthday, Lisa!


1:57 PM  
Blogger Michael Homan said...

Happy birthday. I've been thinking that we sort of have this bizzaro world relationship going on, but instead of opposites, we're the same. I hope that, if nothing else, State Farm in the upcoming year will regret the day they ever decided to tangle with you. And finally, you'll never be as fat as I am right now.

8:35 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Happy birthday, dawlin'!
and welcome to the Katrina 15 pounds club!

9:50 PM  
Blogger mominem said...

Happy Birthday!!!!!!!!

Like the other guy you will still never catch me.

10:30 PM  
Anonymous Adrastos said...

Happy birthday, dawlin' I like your take on age, it's even better that being forever 39...

9:23 AM  
Blogger muse said...

Bonne fĂȘte (en retard) Lisa! :-)

I wish you a really, really good, easy, healthy, calm, wealthy, happy and fun year!

12:56 PM  
Blogger pi22seven said...


Let it be known that even if you looked like Hulk Hogan you'd still be the 2nd most beautiful person I know. You're 2nd only because of that wife chick I live with.

The reason I come here has never been because of your looks at any weight, but because of your beauty.

4:55 PM  
Blogger LisaPal said...

Ray, I think I peaked in my 30s, though I don't know if I ever would have been considered "hot." But then again, what possible perspective could I, personally, have on that?

Dangerblond, I have always been in admiration of women who have a strong enough sense of self to put on tighter clothes when the weight comes on. (I don't need to go to Rachel's closet 'cause I've got plenty of clothes that are TIGHT now, but they're also uncomfortable. Sexy? I dunno.)

However, I will put my hair up and be grateful that Lenny Kravitz seems to be unfazed by the 20 pounds I didn't have when we started dating. BTW, in the early days of our romance, we talked about things like gaining weight. His favorite response to my queries of how he's respond to any paunch I might develop? Don't worry, I'll still love you. But I sure will miss you. He's a joker like that, but I always wondered. Glad he's just a joker.

Bart, I think you could probably gain 100 pounds without us noticing. Exercise is definitely needed on this end alaong with healthier eating, but man, oh, man, is my mamma a fantastic cook! Once I'm back in my own house and in my own routine, I can hopefully get some of these pounds off. I'm being as patient as I can be.

So, Michael, our list of commonalities continues to grow, huh. I wish the same outcome for you with AllState. I have great faith the justice will prevail and we'll be made whole when this is all over. Thanks for the B-day wishes.

And to Ingrid, Mermaid, Mominem, Mighty Adrastos, Muse, and my sweet brother Mac-Pi, (who has floored me with his comments- WOW!), and to each and every one of you, my virtual family and very real friends, I thank you so much for the love and light you've shined on me here.

Birthdays (just mine) sometimes depress me, not because I care about getting older (obvioulsy I wouldn't reveal my age if that were the case), but because sometimes I just want to feel that it matters that I'm here on this planet.

I always look at a person's birthday as the day to recognize and be grateful for that person's presence in your life and in the world.

I don't know when all of your birthdays are, but let me say to you right now that this world is a better place because you are here. You all shine a beautiful light that raises the consciousness of this world in unique and wonderful ways. You've made a meaningful difference not only on my birthday, a day that more often than not leaves me feeling empty, but on so many of my days. I cannot overstate my gratitude nor my love.

Thanks to you all from the bottom of my heart!


11:29 PM  
Blogger oyster said...

Happy belated b'day, Lisa. Sorry I was late to the party.

4:23 PM  
Blogger compelled1 said...

Happy B-day Ms. Lisa!

I am moving into your Carrollton neighborhood next weekend. Neat, huh?

Oh, and a little ditty...
I've been cyber-lurking around here (ooh creepy), and checking out the geekfest pictures and what not. Well, I visited NOLA last week, and I almost lost it when I encountered the Geek Fest-mobile on Claiborne. It was like the elusive superstar that I finally got to witness.

Lots of love and positive wishes.

1:04 PM  
Blogger LisaPal said...

Yahoo! Brandy's coming back!

I'll bet I see you at the next Geek Dinner, if not sooner. Please get in touch once you're here and settled in. I don't know if you still have my cell number, but it's the same. If you don't have it, drop me an e-mail and I'll give it to you.

2:29 PM  

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