Did It All!

We're home again. Had the very best time in San Diego and again, in New Orleans. I see Cowboy told you about San Diego - what a super place to visit. We've been there a few times over the years; the Pacific is beautiful there, very different from the views up here and they have two outstanding zoos. I could get lost there... putting that on the "back burner" for a future adventure. (I got locked into a zoo once... I fell asleep and when I woke up, the place was dark. I knew I could find a zookeeper and get out but the thought that I could walk around and see the animals at night was too intriguing to miss. Naturally, the giant squid had other thoughts... stalkers, etc and when I didn't come home at the appointed time, he "rescued" me from myself. The details of that event are murky... I was totally INNOCENT and he spanked me anyway. The man has NO couth.)

We flew home, repacked and went down to New Orleans. Alli and her husband and four boys met us there along with Max and Vi and Glory. 'Twas glorious!

We stayed with Max's family in the Garden District. Rode the trolley! Ate royally! And Alli and I gave the giant squid and her husband, Paul a run for their money! Shopped here... ate there... ran amok. Drank enough chicory coffee to sink a ship and ate so many beignets I actually gained 2 pounds. Had the *best* time!

Cowboy and Paul got lost in the "train" shop on Jackson Square. All the little boys go there...

SWAT!

Laughing softly...

Alli and I, along with Vi and Glory, went to one of the Mardi Gras shops. We tried on masks and strings and strings of beads. Bought a few of each. Thinking about wearing a mask and beads and my birthday suit the next time the giant squid gets perky.

SWAT!

LOL! I meant, next time the giant squid gets frisky.

SWAT!

LOL!

We celebrated Cowboy's birthday in New Orleans. Max arranged for a jazz band - some of those musicians play regularly at Preservation Hall so they were really the BEST. They went from "When the Saints" right into "Happy Birthday" and the big lug actually blushed. We had cake and pie and about 50 folks. I did an impromptu jazzy dance number and after a few Hurricane drinks, the squid did a really wicked limbo dance. Naturally, I took pics of that event. Naturally I took crotch shots.

SWAT!

~Grinning~

After the guests left - 2 were passed out on the floor and stayed for breakfast... Cowboy and I retired to the guestroom we were staying in. He decided it was time for me to have his birthday spanking. I agreed provided it was a sweet one. He didn't make any promises so I got the hell out of Dodge and went back to the kitchen where I tried to eat the rest of the birthday cake. I couldn't help myself - it was German Chocolate!

He caught up with me and with me under one arm - making wild inferences about his parentage - and the rest of the birthday cake in his other hand - we made it back to the bedroom where the cake and the birthday spanking sort of got mixed together. The man is soooooooo o-l-d he can't remember how many swats he delivered - kept losing count - I finally threatened to post his "limbo crotch" pics on the Internet. And because I'm a lady I won't repeat what that sailor said.

~Sar~