Bells will be ringing. . .

I’ve left my list of psedonyms at home, so I’ll just say that Hub’s brother is getting married this weekend.  We’re back in the Big Easy (or at least directly north of there) doing all the pre-wedding things that people do. 
Hub’s off to the "bachelor party" tonight, but it’s not the traditional kind.  Oh, there’ll be excessive drinking and adolescent humor, but I don’t think any strippers.  More like the college football national championship.  Hub is of course classing things up a notch by cooking gumbo and red beans–have belly, will travel.  Meanwhile, I’m at the Mother-in-law’s house alone with nothing but my books and the computer.
Started a new book: Julie and Julia–absolutely loving it!  It’s been keeping me in stitches the whole time.  Even when Hub and I got caught in a stand-still traffic situation in north Louisiana at 10 o’clock at night.
Well, I have to go buy naughty underwear on my own.  Cate’s (I remembered that one) down for the count with a stomach virus.
If I don’t cook a new recipe this week does that mean I have to cook two next week?  A scary thought.
PS: Sorry if there are mis-spellings.  I just found out that Hub’s mum doesn’t have a word processor on her computer. 

About takedeux

In one summer I had a baby who was hospitalized for five weeks, quit my job, and moved back to my hometown. This blog is about starting over.
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