I’ve missed you, my friends

I’m back from my sojourn and boy, do I have some stories for you. I’m saving some of them for future posts, but . . .

In a nutshell, I will tell you that my husband and I took a Road Trip to see lifelong friends who are currently living in Biloxi, MS. I went to school with W, and he’s been in the casino business for years and is an executive vp in the best one down there. I am not that into these kind of places. At all. But it was fun! And so very different for my husband and I.

This week, I did a lot of things. I visited New Orleans for the first time in my life!

That road trip pic up there was actually a shop sign from one of the boutiques along the French Quarter.

I had a chat with a beautiful mermaid. She told me that she didn’t mind the heat. It was 97 with an extra dose of humidity. Oh. My. God.

I ate fried pickles. I had no idea such a thing existed but what surprised me even more is that I actually liked ‘em!

I drove through the city of Atlanta on a foggy early-Sunday morning. Hi, Debra Rector and Deb!

I stood humbly under the majestic canopy of one of my favorite trees: the Live Oak.

I attended something huge called Club Tiki at the casino and saw Vanilla Ice perform. His real name is Robbie and he has pet goats.

I was surprised that he was actually pretty good.

I was in the VIP section, but I braved the crowds and the water that Mr. Ice was spraying at the audience to get you this photo. The girls were still clothed at this point and we left well before the orgy began. This is the part where I usually say “not really”.

Won’t be sayin’ it, however. (Oh, my).

I ate the most incredible food. This was a sampler at a wonderful Asian restaurant at W’s casino. The chef sent it to our table as a compliment when he heard that my friend and his wife were dining at the restaurant with friends they’ve known since high school.

I’ll tell you more later. I’m tired and am taking it easy today. I’ve got a recipe for a new drink for you and a cooling salad later in the week. I’m glad to be home but even more glad that I got to see my friends. The long drive was worth it.

Oh, and in case you’re wondering as to why we didn’t fly, there were several reasons. My husband’s chemo and germs were one and George was the other.

(And George was a perfect angel and the perfect doggie houseguest). It made me very happy.

Until tomorrow, my friends . . .