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Secrets.We all have them.What are they really but moments full of regret, otherwise we’d all be bragging, right?I have a few.Most will go with me to the grave. No one knows everything. Thank God.But when you’re blogging, and you realize that the uniweb LOVES a secret, you tend to reconsider the value of a secret- […]

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  • Dana Hemelt - So in that photo of you up top…are the flowers hiding a cigarette? Is that why you look a bit mischievous?ReplyCancel

  • Sue - I think we should talk. Seriously good play on words too. You’ve come a long way baby….remember that playing over and over again because we had… Gloria Steinman and our own cigarette.ReplyCancel

  • Stephanie Sprenger - Thanks for sharing your secret with us! 😉 I have fond memories of smoking my after-dinner and before-bed cigarettes in college. I don’t miss the smoking, per se, but I do miss those days intensely sometimes.ReplyCancel

  • Cary - You have given me the courage to admit my secret (one that some would say is more socially unacceptable): candy corn. I. Love. Candy corn.
    There. It’s out in the open. That’s the first step. I feel like a huge weight has been lifted.
    Thank you for that (and PS – the paragraph about negotiating peace for the Middle East made me laugh out loud).ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - Hahahaaaaa. I’m laughing at your comment. Thank you for that. Candy Corn. Yes. A wonderful addiction. And I’m not kidding about the Middle East.ReplyCancel

  • Natalie DeYoung - Ha! I like what you did there, with the word play. Terribly clever.
    I only smoked for a week in rehab. I much preferred sloshing my glass of wine around…ReplyCancel

  • Kristi Campbell - Ah smoking. What a lovely and awesome tribute to those beguiling frienemies – ciggies. Ahhhh. Really clever post!ReplyCancel

  • William Kendall - A habit I never got into, really. Aside from the occasional cigar at poker games, but I stopped that years ago after seeing an old guy (might not have been that old), outside a hospital, smoking through a trachea hole.ReplyCancel

  • Michelle Wallace - You are too cute!
    Thanks for the laugh!
    Question? If you had to choose, would you rather be a healthy-looking corpse or a happy-looking corpse?
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    • A Pleasant House - Happy. And with a gloved hand delicately holding a Martini glass- shaken not stirred. And so nice to see a new face here! Thanks for stopping by!ReplyCancel

  • Caro Ness - This made me laugh! Thank you!ReplyCancel

  • Petra - I just loved the “puffpuffpuff”! Well, I do smoke – but I neither like the taste nor the smell and always have to drink something with it (mostly water), because the smoke itches my throat otherwise…isn’t that hilarious? You should pass by France: I hear the smoking is even more popular in Spain, but you’d definitively go unnoticed in Paris, as it almost is a ‘facon de vivre’ here…..ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - Oh yes. I travel to Paris JUST TO SMOKE! They are my people! Puffpuffpuff ps: I’m always drinking an iced tea.ReplyCancel

  • Patty at Home and Lifestyle Design - Thanks for the laughs! I have nominated you for a Liebster Award for bloggers. Please see my post at http://www.homeandlifestyledesign.com/2013/09/i-won-liebster-award.html for more details. Congrats and keep up the great work.
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  • elizabeth_bradt - Girl, you crack me up! Congrats on outing your secret into the blogosphere. Among the one you’ve listed here, there are many reasons to love NOLA! That city could be the setting of a post for me about my secret love of binge-eating! YummyyyReplyCancel

  • Roshni - I tried it in college, but it made me sick, like wanting-to-puke sick! 🙁ReplyCancel

  • Ida Chiavaro - Many small pubs in Denmark still allow smoking. My only rule is I never go to one when I have just washed my hair 🙂 Here’s an article you might like – that encourages smoking… http://www.sott.net/article/226999-Smoking-Helps-Protect-Against-Lung-CancerReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - I don’t want to encourage smoking- I’m just saying that I do and I wish I wasn’t made to feel like such a loser in public. Can’t wait to read the article.ReplyCancel

  • House Crazy Sarah - I did not know that about you Cheryl – but now it all makes sense. Our subversive vixen flaming through the garden of good and evil. Yes, I’m getting a MUCH fuller picture now of my red-hatted idol down in NOLA.ReplyCancel

  • MetryChick - I smoked for about 15 years and I LOVED IT! I loved everything about it! I do miss it, but not that much. I met some really really awesome people through smoking. When I worked for big companies smoking was the one thing that linked us all. I would find myself standing in the cold with the VP or COO and we were friends. I kind of miss the smoking days.ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - You’re right! I hadn’t even mentioned all the people I’ve suddenly found myself ‘secret friends’ with. Or those I lost….ReplyCancel

  • donofalltrades.com - Found this post on the Blogger-Idol page.

    It’s probably hard for the under 30 crowd to believe that people used to smoke EVERYwhere! It wasn’t uncommon to see women leaning over the produce with a cigarette dangling between her lips, ash ready to fall on the carrots. Hell, there were ashtrays in most public bathrooms and airplanes.

    I miss the days of the ashtray. I’m not a smoker and I could care less if other people do outside of those butts. Oh how I loathe seeing the butts being thrown all over the place, especially from the car window. Buy a damn car with an ashtray you vile smoker!! Not you though, you’re sweet. Lol.ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - You can’t buy a car with an ashtray anymore! I’d pay good money for one. I have one of those bean-bag things on the center dash. I remember doctors smoking in the hallways of hospitals! Amazing. And as for Blogger Idol- I’m a bit confused. There have been a few eliminated that shouldn’t have been and at least one terrible writer that’s still there. Go figure. Glad you stopped by Don. Hope to see you more.ReplyCancel

  • Julie DeNeen - LOL. This was great. Though I’ve never smoked, I almost wanted to after reading it!ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - Hey you! And I’m worse when accompanied by a glass of the bubbly. How does one quit I wonder? This is a mystery to me. XXOOReplyCancel

  • Debra Amantea - Barbie and I are with you, Sister!!!ReplyCancel

  • Angela Ryan - Really, I am just amazed that you lobbied the principal for a special place to smoke. That’s skills right there.ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - I told the school board that the student body was going to smoke on campus no matter what the penalty was, so they should just provide a smoking area, and we, the students, would keep it clean- and we did! HahahaaaaReplyCancel

  • Mary Johnson - I still love the look of a man as he lights his cigarette, head bowed, hand gently cuffing the flame… swoonReplyCancel

  • Kathleen O'Donnell - Ahhh…secrets. Shhh…ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - These aren’t even the good ones….ReplyCancel

During the course of human history, there have been many great cultures; The Mesopotamians, the Egyptians, the Romans, the Parisians (maybe that’s just me), and the Greeks.  I love the Greeks! What wonderful architecture (and orgies), and Gods they worshipped! Excellent food (which is i-m-p-o-r-t-a-n-t). My favorite is Harrah, the wife of Zeus (because if […]

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  • Theresa Ledford - That is the best smiley face EVER! I must browse through your blog now and find out about this goddess fund! Your blog is one of the happiest parts of my day, by the way. I was telling a friend of mine about your fairy tale trip to K-Mart and your subsequent threat to Sneaky Parking Space Guy. Please feel free to stop by at http://lovelytl33.blogspot.com/ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - I can’t ell you how happy I am to hear that I may be one of the most happiest times of your day. You have just become on of mine. thank you from the bottom of my heart!
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  • bethteliho - A) you had me at orgy
    B) Yeah, Harrah is one smart/amazing Goddess!
    C) wow, congrats!!!!
    D) great post, again. 🙂 you are awesomesauce, my friend.ReplyCancel

  • Sue - Crap because we keep playing the lottery scratch off cards and our idea of winning is not $2 or $5 or $10..come on double play. Congrats on being lucky ducks.ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - Ben is Mr. Lucky (or skill?) he has always come home with a shit load of cash! Remind me to tell you about the time we were in Vegas and I came in on a later fight and he met me at the hotel lobby and we…..
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  • William Kendall - That’s a nice evening’s work!

    Of course, Hera was always busy chasing after Zeus, who’d get distracted by anything on two legs… or even on four legs.ReplyCancel

  • bookworm - Oooh, and just as the county I live in next to in upstate NY can now, thanks to a proposition that passed Tuesday, have its very own casino. Not too bad a chunk of change; wish it was mine to spend. Cheers!ReplyCancel

When I first visited New Orleans, many years ago, I was struck by the the shear force this place has on one’s senses- the smells, the sights, the sounds, the flavors. I was like a kid in a candy store- “I’ll take one. No, make it two of each. Oh yea. I can handle it”.And now […]

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  • Patty at Home and Lifestyle Design - New Orleans can be overwhelming but I miss it. It is the most “alive” place I have ever been. There is an energy there that doesn’t exist anywhere else. Yes a bit crazy at times but never boring.
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    • A Pleasant House - Exactly! There is a buzz here that I’ve never felt anywhere else. The culture seems to be authentically inclusive- live and let live. You never know who’s coming for dinner, or when a party will just spontaneously pop-up! I’ve become a little spoiled- when I travel I have to remind myself that wherever I am- it’s not NOLA. Thanks for stopping by Patty!ReplyCancel

  • Walker Thornton - Makes me wish I were there!ReplyCancel

  • William Kendall - I really must get down there and see it for myself someday.ReplyCancel

  • Theresa Ledford - I got through reading an Anne Rice novel one day, called my friend Tena and said “Pack your bags, I’m tired of reading about New Orleans, I want to go. Oh, and we are going to eat everything”. So we packed up and left at night. We stayed in the French Quarter and I kissed an oyster shucker and sang Christmas carols in the middle of the road with two people I don’t know (It was February), had a totally incoherent conversation with a elderly street trumpet player, made a life long friend with a random woman on a boat, made friends with two bartenders I still keep in touch with, there is a vague memory of a red pool table on the night I wasn’t the designated taxi grabber, and we documented our entire trip in pictures of food that we ate around the clock (They will deliver food right up to your hotel room from most restaurants any time of day or night!). I want to go back. I want to live there actually. That one week was not enough. I get an ache when I read about it as though I’ve actually lost something that belongs to me, LOL. Thanks for the view from your balcony. I’m coming back, when I do I’ll look you up!ReplyCancel

  • conniemcleod - One of my favorite things to do is to sit on a New Orleans balcony, drink in hand and enjoy the view. And if I’m on a covered balcony, rain is a nice touch.ReplyCancel

Here in New Orleans    rising from the square, Towering upwards calling    calling all to care. Bell ringing new day    penitents filing in, The haze of night last still    heavy laid with sin. Cleansing of the dear souls    praying for new starts, Bishop lays his hands    Deep within wet hearts. […]

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This is a mostly true story. Mostly. Louisiana was originally settled by the Spanish (1528). Then the French (1662). Then the Spanish- again (1763). French Emperor Napoleon Bonaparte took it back (1800) because he was a big-fat-baby about France losing it in the first place. And, finally, Thomas Jefferson, had the good sense to settle […]

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  • bethteliho - Stunning photographs! I love the texture on the building….and the colors….sigh. A painters dream. Very cool story. Enjoyed it. Who wouldn’t want to meet their Cuban lover in a secret alley? 😉ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - That’s why so many painters are here! The colors, the light, the food… (well, maybe not to paint) and a Cuban lover sounds good right?ReplyCancel

  • Corinne Rodrigues - What a fascinating woman! I’m always fascinated by New Orleans although I’ve never visited the US. The mix of cultures, cuisines, music draws me to it – someday, someday! Meanwhile, thank you for sharing such beautiful pictures and stories from there.ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - You are so WELCOME Corinne! I’ve got to get to your neck of the woods, as well, some day. Thanks for stopping by!!!ReplyCancel

  • Natalie DeYoung - Oh, such gorgeous photos! And what a fascinating story. I’ve always wanted to visit the French Quarter…now even more so!ReplyCancel

  • Ruchira Khanna - I agree…
    loved that street…so much brightness and positivity oozing from it.ReplyCancel

  • Sandra Sallin - Love the story and the photos. Beautiful. That face. Such stories to be told. Thanks.ReplyCancel

  • Dana Hemelt - Next week is the week I’ve visited New Orleans for the past two years, and I am so sad that we aren’t going this year. Your story made me feel a little better, though. Such history!ReplyCancel

  • William Kendall - Beautiful pics!

    Napoleon, of course, tended to bite off more than he could chew, so to speak…ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - Napoleon was an interesting little guy wasn’t he. As for the pics- every where you go you see beautiful images to capture. Thanks for the compliment Mr. Photographer.ReplyCancel

  • Sue - You’re such a good photographer! Just gazing at the beautiful building itself tells a story let alone your secret alley 2nd floor flat pretend story that I love. Thanks for the read.ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - I’m really not- it’s just the subjects that photograph so well. and then a little photoshop magic. HeheheeeReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - And PS: The way you describe the post (above) is spot-on “secret alley 2nd floor flat pretend story”. You got it!ReplyCancel

  • Linda Roy - Great photographs – those colors are gorgeous. That’s an alley I’d like to be in. These photos are so painterly. Love it. And what a story – what a woman. Inspiring for sure.ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - There are hundreds of secret places in the city. And even more interesting stories. Thanks for stopping by Linda!ReplyCancel

  • conniemcleod - Have you read Anne Rice’s Feast of All Saints? She really tells that slice of history well.ReplyCancel

  • Rich Rumple - I truly miss that city … but not the hurricanes the Gulf Coast is so well known for! lol I’m curious about this inspiration comment. Hmmmm … maybe some things are better left unsaid. Nice twist with the history and the human element. Good job!ReplyCancel

  • A Pleasant House - Ah ya know, sometimes I just walk around and a story pops in my head. There’s just so much to look at! Thanks for stopping by Rich!ReplyCancel

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