March Madness

There's something nasty going around the schools here so please forgive my absence- I've been very busy. I've managed to stay healthy which is key when you're the substitute. Michael caught a cold last week and I'm crossing my fingers that I haven't caught it.

Anyway, I went home on the fourth for a friend's wedding. I threw a few extra days in there so I could spend time with my family. As a bonus, Myriam and Dan also came in for the weekend. It was quite convenient that my plane landed in New Orleans around lunch time on Thursday. We lunched at Mr. B's and had roast beef sandwiches on Best Bakery's french bread for dinner followed by my cookie cake birthday cake with "lots of words" on it to maximize icing. If you've ever read the blog Cakewrecks then you'll appreciate this (even though the wording was intentional due to a lack of inspiration). Also, I obviously could not wait to tear into it so you're missing the "25 years old" at the bottom. I guess this silly cake turns out to be everything I could have wished for since that blog makes me cry laughing.

Oh man, I love cookie cake. Moving on. Friday Mom and I got a pedicure! We went to the grocery store with Mimi and then we went to dinner at The Grapevine. Sadly the restaurant is for sale and I have been trying to go there the past few times we've been home. Myriam and Dan met us there and we had a fabulous time as we always do.


Saturday Mom, Mim and I had to go shoe shopping. I found the shoes I've been looking for and they were on sale. Holla! Dan and Mom played croquet while Mim and I soaked up the afternoon sun on a blanket. This was cut short since I had to get ready to go to the wedding in New Orleans.

Granny's Grill was open on Sunday. My two grandmothers lunch at my parents' house weekly. One of them coined the name. After lunch and February/ March birthday cupcakes we played croquet. Dan is apparently a croquet master. I would really like to see a game with him and Brent who is also very skilled. The rest of us are pretty pathetic and the most joy comes from sending off other player's balls into oblivion. Here we are demonstrating the first move of the "croquet dance" which is performed when you do something exciting like actually get your ball through a wicket. Impressed by my terminology? Here are the official rules of croquet. (Mel- we were WAY off.) Also, I call for a rematch and this time I'll wear sunscreen so my game isn't affected by the tingle of sunburn on my forearm.

I left feeling rejuvenated from such a long winter and I returned to 64 degrees. Finally. And I'll leave you with some more dry cleaner humor.