Wow! What a week! Any more drama and I’d have to hop the nearest plane out of here! The Race for the Cure was awesome! Great, great fun! Jamie and I were invited to breakfast at the fabulous Mrs. Laura Hill’s home. Laura and Justin Hill are incredible people, kindest you’ll ever meet. Several of the teachers from Cedarcrest, including my partner in crime - Brittany, Jamie and I were treated to some of the best French Toast ever! Thanks, Laura and Justin! We left Laura’s and met several more teachers at the race. It was truly amazing to see all the folks that had come out in support of Breast Cancer. So many survivors which is AWESOME!!! 
After an exhilarating 5k walk, Wendy, Jamie and I met Nancy and Jenny at BJ’s Brew house by the Mall of Louisiana. Let me tell you, I have NEVER been disappointed at this restaurant! We had the most wonderful waiter. (Shout out to Josh from Hawaii!!) I promise if you ask for Josh you will not be disappointed. He’s easy to find – has a tat of the Hawaiian Islands on his forearm. Tell him Nancy and Tracie said he’s precious and we love him! Definitely try the pomegranate margaritas. YUM-MY!!! There are so many choices on the menu, it’s almost overwhelming. Something for everyone – pizza, pastas, salads, burgers, sandwiches, soups… The list goes on. Unfortunately, Jamie got a call out and wasn’t able to hang out with girls. This gave the GRITS a chance to really dish. We all had to put our two cents in concerning Wendy’s love life. What else are girlfriends for??? Per the usual as of late, we had to discuss my brother-in-law. God bless Jenny’s soul for being such a calming, sane influence on the rest of us. She doesn’t judge, doesn’t take sides. I admire her more than I can describe. The burns are still healing for Nancy, Wendy and I but I think we’re all finally letting it go and getting on with the business of getting on. It is what it is. He is what he is. “Que Sera, Sera!” Nan and I were also able to chat briefly about the Apple man. How I managed to find myself in the middle of that drama, I don’t know. Lesson: When in doubt, STFU! In light of the fact that I was suddenly thrust into Mr. Apple’s love life, it was only fitting that we stop by and visit with him – do an official meet and greet. Poor fella had to entertain four giggling, slightly toasted women about to embark on a major shopping spree. Surprisingly charming, Mr. Apple delighted us with his insights and humor. Have to say… I didn’t know you before, dude, but I am pleased to have now made your acquaintance. Here’s to hoping that even though we met in drama, the friendship will not continue to grow in drama. Cheers! And BTW, Miss Boatslaya Assistant, I did finally figure out the deal with all those blue shirts. So I’m a little slow sometimes. I blame it on the Pom-Ritas!!
Nancy, Jenny, Wendy and I spent 5 ½ hours shopping. Talk about shop ‘til ya drop! Nan was the high roller of the day but I did equally as well – 2 new pairs of shoes (hot pink ones! Woo Hoo!), a sweater, a nightgown and a great dress for work. I am completely envious of the way Nan looked in her new outfits! I cannot tell a lie! She looked phenomenal! Wendy walked out with a cute new top and dress. Jenny remained to true to her word and stuck to her budget. What I wouldn’t give to have that kind of discipline in the mall! Did I also mention that Nan found herself a new very (very!) young man on our outing? Check out the pic! Too funny! 
The evening spared no less drama than the day. I would love to say that our (Jamie and I) plans to join Nan at Daiquiri Café worked out. Or that I was able to accept Tams’ offer to join her and Mike at the hair show for champagne. Unfortunately, Jamie and I had a few words and I ended up in bed, alone and sleeping, by 8:30. Ugh! I know couples have spats but we’ve been going at it fairly regular for weeks now. We gave it our best shot Sunday morning at putting things back on track by going to Mass and then stopping in at Walk-ons for a nice lunch. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, the best places for dining out or clubbing or just hanging out are the places you can make your own, the places where “everyone knows your name.” Jenny and I are quite fond of Walk-ons which is directly attributed to a wonderful waiter by the name of Andrew. Andrew is extremely patient, very accommodating and incredibly polite. He will make sure your seared tuna is well done – even if he has to take your plate back to the kitchen, count ‘em – 3 times!! (Yes, that was you, Jenny!!) And if you tip him well, he won’t notice when you accidently leave with one or two of Walk-ons’ signature glasses. I’ve finally got a full set!! Woo hoo, Andrew!! To my even greater satisfaction, the most marvelous girl has joined the Walk-ons team. I actually campaigned to add this beauty to the family tree as a daughter-in-law. Definitely, definitely, definitely ask for Sibel!! (Holla, girl!!! You are awesome!) And if you are looking for something do this coming Saturday (after the parade!), please go visit Sibel at Bulldog’s between 3 and 5pm. She’s promoting Jameson Whiskey!! I’ll see you there!
Sunday Mass and brunch were pleasant enough. Unfortunately, that didn’t last long. Jamie and I were arguing and fussing before we could get back out at the next stop. I’m certain the folks at the supermarket immensely enjoyed the crying, screaming tirade I gave them in the parking lot. D-R-A-M-A. See? Got my own. Don’t need yours, people!!! I spent the remainder of Sunday and majority of Monday giving Jamie the silent treatment. This wasn’t my usual spoiled wifey routine and I guess at some point, Jamie realized I was reaching my limit. We finally hashed everything out and made our peace. Communication, communication, communication!! I love ya, Big Daddy!
The excitement didn’t end with our truce on Monday. Tuesday found me in the courtroom lending support to one of my gal pals. I’ve never witnessed anything like what I saw Tuesday afternoon. I grew up in the courtroom. My mother was a legal secretary for 30 years. I actually spent my summers running up and down the halls of the governmental building being treated to ice cream cones from attorneys trying to get their foot in the door. I took naps in the judges’ chambers and spent countless hours being entertained playing “Go Fish” with various sheriff deputies. The courtroom isn’t what it used to be. There’s a real lack of deference for the legal system these days. The assistant DA and the defense attorney went at each other like rabid hyenas. We could hear them name calling and screaming at one another from out in the hallway. This was Jerry Springer meets Judge Judy type stuff. The bailiff and another deputy actually had to separate these “professionals”. The deputy called for the judge and was planning to arrest them. Can you believe that??!! I commend my gal for remaining calm and quiet in the midst of this courtroom spectacle. Did I mention that during this entire scene, the ADA had my phone? I can’t function without my cell!! In order to enter the courtroom, I had to allow an attorney to hold my cell. I know it was selfish but all I could think when the deputy said he was about to arrest the ADA was “Wait! Can I have my phone back first?” D-R-A-M-A!!
You would think between Mr. Apple, my spats with Jamie and the courtroom fiasco, that’d be enough drama for a while. But of course not! Today has topped the drama chart. I’m not quite ready to spill my beans just yet. Still sorting it all out in my head and in my heart. Let’s just say our household, literally our HOUSE, isn’t going to be the same after this morning. I actually broke my Lenten sacrifice. I’d given up soft drinks but after this morning, I needed a super shot of caffeine to calm my nerves. I’m sorry, God. Sorry for all of it. Stay tuned. I’ve begged for a drama free weekend but the chances of that are not in my favor!
After an exhilarating 5k walk, Wendy, Jamie and I met Nancy and Jenny at BJ’s Brew house by the Mall of Louisiana. Let me tell you, I have NEVER been disappointed at this restaurant! We had the most wonderful waiter. (Shout out to Josh from Hawaii!!) I promise if you ask for Josh you will not be disappointed. He’s easy to find – has a tat of the Hawaiian Islands on his forearm. Tell him Nancy and Tracie said he’s precious and we love him! Definitely try the pomegranate margaritas. YUM-MY!!! There are so many choices on the menu, it’s almost overwhelming. Something for everyone – pizza, pastas, salads, burgers, sandwiches, soups… The list goes on. Unfortunately, Jamie got a call out and wasn’t able to hang out with girls. This gave the GRITS a chance to really dish. We all had to put our two cents in concerning Wendy’s love life. What else are girlfriends for??? Per the usual as of late, we had to discuss my brother-in-law. God bless Jenny’s soul for being such a calming, sane influence on the rest of us. She doesn’t judge, doesn’t take sides. I admire her more than I can describe. The burns are still healing for Nancy, Wendy and I but I think we’re all finally letting it go and getting on with the business of getting on. It is what it is. He is what he is. “Que Sera, Sera!” Nan and I were also able to chat briefly about the Apple man. How I managed to find myself in the middle of that drama, I don’t know. Lesson: When in doubt, STFU! In light of the fact that I was suddenly thrust into Mr. Apple’s love life, it was only fitting that we stop by and visit with him – do an official meet and greet. Poor fella had to entertain four giggling, slightly toasted women about to embark on a major shopping spree. Surprisingly charming, Mr. Apple delighted us with his insights and humor. Have to say… I didn’t know you before, dude, but I am pleased to have now made your acquaintance. Here’s to hoping that even though we met in drama, the friendship will not continue to grow in drama. Cheers! And BTW, Miss Boatslaya Assistant, I did finally figure out the deal with all those blue shirts. So I’m a little slow sometimes. I blame it on the Pom-Ritas!!
Nancy, Jenny, Wendy and I spent 5 ½ hours shopping. Talk about shop ‘til ya drop! Nan was the high roller of the day but I did equally as well – 2 new pairs of shoes (hot pink ones! Woo Hoo!), a sweater, a nightgown and a great dress for work. I am completely envious of the way Nan looked in her new outfits! I cannot tell a lie! She looked phenomenal! Wendy walked out with a cute new top and dress. Jenny remained to true to her word and stuck to her budget. What I wouldn’t give to have that kind of discipline in the mall! Did I also mention that Nan found herself a new very (very!) young man on our outing? Check out the pic! Too funny! 
The evening spared no less drama than the day. I would love to say that our (Jamie and I) plans to join Nan at Daiquiri Café worked out. Or that I was able to accept Tams’ offer to join her and Mike at the hair show for champagne. Unfortunately, Jamie and I had a few words and I ended up in bed, alone and sleeping, by 8:30. Ugh! I know couples have spats but we’ve been going at it fairly regular for weeks now. We gave it our best shot Sunday morning at putting things back on track by going to Mass and then stopping in at Walk-ons for a nice lunch. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, the best places for dining out or clubbing or just hanging out are the places you can make your own, the places where “everyone knows your name.” Jenny and I are quite fond of Walk-ons which is directly attributed to a wonderful waiter by the name of Andrew. Andrew is extremely patient, very accommodating and incredibly polite. He will make sure your seared tuna is well done – even if he has to take your plate back to the kitchen, count ‘em – 3 times!! (Yes, that was you, Jenny!!) And if you tip him well, he won’t notice when you accidently leave with one or two of Walk-ons’ signature glasses. I’ve finally got a full set!! Woo hoo, Andrew!! To my even greater satisfaction, the most marvelous girl has joined the Walk-ons team. I actually campaigned to add this beauty to the family tree as a daughter-in-law. Definitely, definitely, definitely ask for Sibel!! (Holla, girl!!! You are awesome!) And if you are looking for something do this coming Saturday (after the parade!), please go visit Sibel at Bulldog’s between 3 and 5pm. She’s promoting Jameson Whiskey!! I’ll see you there!
Sunday Mass and brunch were pleasant enough. Unfortunately, that didn’t last long. Jamie and I were arguing and fussing before we could get back out at the next stop. I’m certain the folks at the supermarket immensely enjoyed the crying, screaming tirade I gave them in the parking lot. D-R-A-M-A. See? Got my own. Don’t need yours, people!!! I spent the remainder of Sunday and majority of Monday giving Jamie the silent treatment. This wasn’t my usual spoiled wifey routine and I guess at some point, Jamie realized I was reaching my limit. We finally hashed everything out and made our peace. Communication, communication, communication!! I love ya, Big Daddy!
The excitement didn’t end with our truce on Monday. Tuesday found me in the courtroom lending support to one of my gal pals. I’ve never witnessed anything like what I saw Tuesday afternoon. I grew up in the courtroom. My mother was a legal secretary for 30 years. I actually spent my summers running up and down the halls of the governmental building being treated to ice cream cones from attorneys trying to get their foot in the door. I took naps in the judges’ chambers and spent countless hours being entertained playing “Go Fish” with various sheriff deputies. The courtroom isn’t what it used to be. There’s a real lack of deference for the legal system these days. The assistant DA and the defense attorney went at each other like rabid hyenas. We could hear them name calling and screaming at one another from out in the hallway. This was Jerry Springer meets Judge Judy type stuff. The bailiff and another deputy actually had to separate these “professionals”. The deputy called for the judge and was planning to arrest them. Can you believe that??!! I commend my gal for remaining calm and quiet in the midst of this courtroom spectacle. Did I mention that during this entire scene, the ADA had my phone? I can’t function without my cell!! In order to enter the courtroom, I had to allow an attorney to hold my cell. I know it was selfish but all I could think when the deputy said he was about to arrest the ADA was “Wait! Can I have my phone back first?” D-R-A-M-A!!
You would think between Mr. Apple, my spats with Jamie and the courtroom fiasco, that’d be enough drama for a while. But of course not! Today has topped the drama chart. I’m not quite ready to spill my beans just yet. Still sorting it all out in my head and in my heart. Let’s just say our household, literally our HOUSE, isn’t going to be the same after this morning. I actually broke my Lenten sacrifice. I’d given up soft drinks but after this morning, I needed a super shot of caffeine to calm my nerves. I’m sorry, God. Sorry for all of it. Stay tuned. I’ve begged for a drama free weekend but the chances of that are not in my favor!
I only sent it back once! We do love us some Andrew! You forgot about me dissecting the tuna. :) Don't like black pepper
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