It’s Spring Break 2014 already and these kids were out 3 days last week for ice and snow.
Sometimes I realize God does have a sense of humor.
(Evidence, You’re welcome)
Per my friend Carol, he needs to inspire someone to produce Ritalin in a spray can.
I have no money and have to work at the end of the week so we hit the road yesterday and headed South. We are spending 2 nights with my Aunties (Southern speak is “Ainties”, not like Al says it, which rhymes with font) and then heading further south again tomorrow.
The kids and I are spending 2 days in New Orleans.
Mardi Gras is over so I’m hoping all the sin has left from down there.
I’ve promised my momma I will have the kids off the streets by sundown.
We are going to browse in the shops on the safe ends of the French Quarter, take a carriage ride, ride the street car up through the Garden District, eat Beignets, Gumbo, Po Boys and I may drink one tiny little Hurricane. If it isn’t too scary we may take a ghost tour.
Forget that, I’m already too skeered.
The Boy needs positive thoughts and prayers because he is here in the house with 3 aunties, his grandmother, his mother, 2 sisters and 2 girl cousins. The conversation has ranged from menopause to nerve problems and how many kin folk have had to go to jail. The constant chatter about female problems has run him out of the house and all the way up the block.
He needs some ‘Shut Up that’s too much information’ in a spray can.
Al is at home cleaning out the basement of the house. He and his Ex signed the papers to list it yesterday. Here’s hoping we don’t hear explosions coming from the East Coast today with those two on the same acre. He heard she was giving away his tools so he had to go.
He’s probably needing some Haldol in a spray can.
Anyway. I need some Inspiration in a spray can. We will be heading out from here tomorrow.