Like my friend, Oyster, I am a bit blogtigued today, dragged down, as he says, by "the spirit of gravity". I need a day off. Besides, Grandpère and I are going to Mandeville, Louisiana, to have lunch with several of my schoolmates from high school. GP will be the only gentleman there, because I attended an all-girls Roman Catholic high school. I need him along to drive me across the 26 mile causeway over Lake Pontchartrain. We were once in an accident, 17 car pile-up, on the bridge, and I can no longer drive it for fear of a panic attack.
Until later, my friends.
Yes, have a great time and some lovely respite from chronicling the world's woes (and incidences of grace).
ReplyDeleteBut, but, but... It's Saturday morning, and I'm sitting in my recliner, sipping on my cup of tea, and if there are no blogs to read, then I have to get out of my chair, get dressed, bathe The Wiener, express his anal glands, clean his eyes, flush his ears, and trim his nails.
ReplyDeleteNooooo!
Have I mentioned he's high maintenance.
I hope you have a good blog break. (When I get blog weary, I avoid all political and ecclesiastical nonsense and take a nap.)
bon voyage, chere Grandmere
ReplyDeletebonne reunion
et bon retour
en vous souhaitant un repos sublime
David@ Monreal
P.S. ( si vous le permettez, chere Grandmere)
ReplyDeleteEveryone so inclined please don't forget to drop in on Elizabeth+ at 'Telling Secrets' and wish her well on the 22nd anniversary of her ordination!
David@Montreal
ENJOY! The Ladies that Lunch Bunch ought be inspired with their Gentleman caller to tell some earlier-on Grandmere type secrets!
ReplyDeleteBest to confess before you get there!
Everybody deserves a sabbath now and again. How about once a week?
ReplyDeleteHave a restful and restorative time...
T
Safe travelling. Have actually been across that bridge when been driven to the alligator river cruise so can imagine.
ReplyDeleteHave a nice day Grandmère!
ReplyDeleteHey Mimi, hope you had/are having fun today!
ReplyDeleteMy husband and I drove across that causeway once. We didn't realize quite how long it was and we ended up eating lunch at a McDonald's (I know, I know) in Mandeville. It was slightly cooler and much woodsier on that side of the lake, if I remember correctly.
For the rest of our vacation we stayed in New Orleans and ate real food, so no lectures please. :)
KJ... express WHAT?
ReplyDeleteThis is why I'm not a dog owner.
I drove across that long bridge in a driving rain to my friend's. When I got there, her brick garden wall had collapsed due to the rain. This was well prior to Katrina. When we drove over again, in 2002, Taciturn made me drive and hid in the corner.
ReplyDeleteI guess it is a tad scary.
Thank you all. The biddies and Grandpère had a lovely lunch. Thankfully, one other husband showed up, and the two men kept each other amused. We had many laughs about how we are all falling apart. I'll probably write a bit about our time together and include a few pictures.
ReplyDeleteKJ, surely you jest about the anal business. If you're not joking, that's far beyond high maintenance.
Mandeville, which was formerly a quiet wooded town, is now ruined beyond saving. Many of the trees are gone, lost to development. Traffic is horrible. GP and I both agreed that we would hate to live there. The settlers there are mainly white folks getting away from the black folks in New Orleans.
When I grow up I want to be just like you. With love and peace for a peaceful weekend from London, England.
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