At Least it Was Healthy

RUABelle and I had a couple of hours to kill between lunch and dinner (our only planned activities for the day), so we decided to head over to the funky Magazine Street district to do a little shopping.

We circled several blocks and finally found a metered spot to park. After digging through all the seat cushions in the car, we scraped together enough change to pay for exactly 68 minutes of parking time.

So where did we spend an hour shopping?

In a Whole Foods supermarket.

That’s right, we bought a cooler and food as souvenirs. We are so strange some times. OK, most times.

But we’re bringing home crawfish!

A Public Service Announcement

CeeElCee & RUABelle’s Party Rules for New Orleans (excerpted)

1. Pee whenever you can, whether you need to or not. You never know when the next opportunity will arise.

4. Hurry up and finish your drink so we can go have more fun.

8. Check the neck. If she’s got an apple, she’s got a banana.

I’m in Trouble Now

RUABelle went to the bathroom in a club where we were watching a badass funk band, and suddenly I found myself surrounded by a pack of Tri-Delts from Kansas State who look like contestants from a Jewel look-alike competition.

Send help.