Jul 16, 201012:00 AM
Joie d'Eve

Living, loving, laughing, and learning in the new New Orleans

Heat Wave

I hate writing about the weather. It’s such a cop-out. But good Lord, it’s hot outside. I know there are things to say, big things. There’s the oil disaster and Mel Gibson and David Vitter and crime and corruption and the Danziger bridge.

But in my brain, all I have is stock Southern images of ceiling fans and wraparound porches and iced tea and white linen suits and sweaty cocktail glasses. In my office, all we can talk about is the plots of Babysitters Club books we read 20 years ago and the lyrics to that ridiculously catchy and aggressively stupid Katy Perry “California Gurls” song and words that have tricky plurals like “attorneys general” and people who fart during yoga.

We’re better than this. We have, at any given time, five college degrees and two master’s degrees in this tiny room. We normally have lively, linguistically rich debates about weighty, interesting issues: religion, racism, feminism, politics, things thick with nuances that we can grasp and parse and analyze. We normally do not have giggle fits or use the words “poo” and “boobs” 80 times in an hour.

But our brains are melting. We can’t help it. How does anything get done in this town in July and August?

I know we’re spoiled; we’re inside, in air-conditioning, doing work that isn’t really affected by the heat (as opposed to my college job at Baskin-Robbins). But is anyone else struggling to motivate? Any tips for cooling off?
 

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Joie d'Eve

Living, loving, laughing, and learning in the new New Orleans

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Eve is further proof, if any is needed, that New Orleans girls can never escape the city. After living here since the age of 3 and graduating from Ben Franklin High School, Eve moved to Columbia, Mo., where she received bachelor’s and master’s degrees from the Missouri School of Journalism and became truly, unhealthily obsessed with grammar.

She had originally intended to strike out to New York City and work in the cutthroat magazine industry there, but after Katrina, Eve felt a strong pull to return home, to her roots, her family, her waterlogged and struggling city – and a much more forgiving work atmosphere that would allow her to skip a routine of everyday makeup and size 0 designer label business suits and enjoy the occasional cocktail or three with an absurdly fattening lunch. She moved back home in January 2008 and lives in Mid-City with her two daughters, Ruby and Georgia; her stepson, Elliot; and her husband, Robert Peyton.

Eve blogs about the joys and struggles of living in post-Katrina New Orleans, the unique problems and delights of raising a child in such a diverse and challenging city – including her experiences with the public education system – and her always entertaining and extremely colorful family.

Eve has won numerous writing awards, including the Pirates Alley Faulkner Society Gold Medal, the Society of Professional Journalists Mark of Excellence award for column-writing and Press Club of New Orleans awards for her Editor’s Note in New Orleans Homes & Lifestyles and for this blog, most recently winning the award for "Best Feature Affiliated Blog."

She welcomes comments, advice, empty flattery, recipes, drink invitations and – most especially – grammatical or linguistic debates.

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