I wanted to pull together a small collection of Cabby over the years. Here is part of the way that we choose to remember her.
Whether you loved her or not, she definitely has left her mark (sometimes more visible than others) on everyone she came in contact with.
Today, as I wandered through the French Quarter, I realized that I really do like living here. Today was (is) the first day of the French Quarter Festival (FQF), which is a four-day event...
Belonging, Pride, and Pure Mardi Gras Magic On Sunday, February 8, 2026, I did something I’ll carry with me forever: I rode in the Krewe of King Arthur parade for Mardi Gras. One day...
Today would have been my mother’s 87th birthday. She died just before her 80th birthday. Every year, this date arrives with a blend of tenderness and ache, a reminder of both the years she...
Earlier this month, as Frisco Pride and others worked to host FantastiQUE (a masquerade-style dance for high-school aged LGBTQ+ youth and their friends), I sought to post details of this dance to the Frisco...
Walks, Flavor, and Furry Friends You don’t drive New Orleans — you walk it. That’s the first thing I learned after moving here. Back in suburban Frisco, Texas, getting anywhere meant keys, traffic, and...
A new entry to my #ShitList. Welcome 3 Day Blinds. Background New house in need of blinds, so why not reach out to a blind company for assistance? I made an appointment on 9/15/2025...
When I first dipped my toes into genealogy, I expected a lot of time with dusty records, long boring family discussions about people I had no knowledg eof, and maybe some late nights chasing...
Dear Mom, It’s now been seven years. Each August 2nd I find myself here again, writing to you—remembering, updating, and trying to capture how much I miss you. Some years feel harder than others,...
Prompt: Hey there. I’m curious what insights you may have. With ALL the data you have collected about and on me, tell me who I am at my core and don’t sugarcoat your response....
