And now I’m off. As part of our promise to each other to travel (even though it very much pains one of us to spend any kind of money ever. Hint: me.) we are winging our way to New Orleans for the very first time and staying for fourish days. Also, we’re going to our very first wedding since we got married, and I’m curious to see what they look like from this end of the telescope. Plus, I’m pretty sure it’s going to be a fancy-pants weddings, and I adore fancy-pants weddings.*
It’s our first of many mini-honeymoons, and boy do I need it right now. There may be bits here while I’m gone, but there probably won’t be much. I’ll see you on the other side, hopefully rejuvenated. New Orleans seems like a good place for soul restoring.
*You can adore both sanity and black tie and the same time. Not that this will be black tie, but it will involve a vintage-y dress. And my wedding shoes.
Photo from an amazing NOLA film set on flicker by focusc