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I love a lot. I wait a lot. I try to find a lot to laugh at. I don't usually have trouble with that. I pray a lot. I'm not always sure who or what I pray to, but I firmly believe that prayer makes a difference. I try not to panic very often. I try to learn something new every day. I spend a lot of time poking my nose into other peoples' bidness via their blogs. I clean up an awful lot of feathers. You can dress me up, but you can't really take me out. I travel a lot when I can find bird sitters and we take them with us when I can't. I drink, prolly to excess, but I rarely get sick because my body is a hostile environment to germs (or maybe no SELF RESPECTING germ would LIVE in my body?) I collect: gnomes, passport stamps, MONEY-preferably US dollars or Euros, red headed womyn and chicks named Stephanie. My Momma taught me many many years ago that girls don't fart, they foosie. She taught me lots of other chit too. Thanks for stopping by-leave me a comment and let me know you were here, feel free to link to me, or email me at jacquelynn.fortner@gmail.com

Monday, December 1, 2008

Mini Road Trip

All good things must come to an end, so I had to take the kids back to the airport for their trip home today.  Of course I had to have a chaperone for the way home, so Dar graciously agreed to accompany us once again.

Despite some Godawful traffic, we did manage to get them to the airport in plenty of time to make their flight.  We had decided ahead of time that if the weather was decent and the mood struck that we would hit the Aquarium of the Americas after we dropped the kids off, so we headed back to Canal Street.  I managed to get us there with only one wrong turn which was easily corrected, and for that, if nothing else, I consider the entire day a rousing success.  We parked in the public parking lot that is right around the corner from the Aquarium and walked up to the ticket booth only to find out that they are closed on Mondays.  Dar was sweet about it.  As she said, "At least we were already over here and didn't make a special trip."  True, but I wasn't going all the way to the French Quarter and not going anywhere, so we walked across the boardwalk until we got to Riverwalk Marketplace, which is a half mile long collection of shops and restaurants all under one roof.  It is constructed on the site of the 1984 World's Fair, and is adjacent to the Mississippi River, so it has marvelous views of the river traffic.  We walked up and down the entire mall a couple of times (me zigzagging from one side to another from shoe shop to shoe shop BUT OF COURSE) and ate lunch before heading home.  We did make a short stop in Slidell to check out a Pecan/Praline shop, but it was nothing more than a glorified Cracker Barrel so neither of us was very impressed.  All in all, we got out of both places without either of us doing any economic stimulating other than to the fast food industry, which is nothing short of miraculous.  I mean, someone has got to give me my props here.  They had a farking CLARKS store, for crying out loud (my personal crack), and I did nothing but slobber on them and rub one or two lovingly against my inner thighs cheek and promise them I would be back to visit and perhaps adopt someone/s.  I think I showed remarkable self restraint!


Braja said...

I can see you in that store, doing a Homer Simpson-esque "mmmm....shoooooooooes."

Freaky Poptart said...

You must have 'the fever'. No shoe buying?! You've gone mad. MAD!! hehehe

darsden said...

You guys have NO idea about the shoes(ssssh) I can hear them calling her...I look and she is gone...Gone I tell you...(do they have facilities available for people who need shoe help-LOL) I catch up with her...to look and say something to her...Gone I tell You..she's hook a u-ey..(and she's fondling a leather shoe...) ROTFLMAO

derfina said...

Braja-You nailed that one!

Freaky Poptart-A mad fever I say! Its name is Brokeasallgetout-anyone able to lay on hands for that?

dar-you were so sweet to follow behind me mopping up my slobber trail!