Sean and I went to New Orleans at the end of April. He had a conference, I tagged along, and thankfully my parents watched Wes and Madeline. Although this trip is already behind us and I went on the trip fully thinking I had canceled the blog, this story is important.
We flew in on Saturday and soon after landing had dinner with Alexis and Christian. We had the best time! Alexis lives in Baton Rouge. It’s a bit outside of New Orleans so I wasn’t sure how this might work out, but I’m so glad it did! It was great to meet Christian and spend time with a cousin I never have without all of our aunts and uncles around. (An earlier version of this draft said ” without adults around” because that’s what happens when you think about yourself in your family dynamic. But I had to change that because all parties at this dinner are all very much adults!)
The only reason I have this picture of food is because I texted it to my dad. I got frog legs in honor of my Grandma Sarah. She loved frog legs.
Towards the end of dinner Alexis asked me if the blog was over. I said yes. I just canceled it and it’s over at least for now. And then she asked me if I liked the blog. And I said yes and then we got distracted by something.
After dinner we walked Bourbon Street. I think you have to when you visit New Orleans. It’s a fascinating experience. Plus we were having such a good time I wasn’t ready for it to end. Alexis and Christian took us for one last drink at Tropical Isle, where Sean got a Shark Attack and I got a Hand Grenade. The Shark Attack comes with a plastic shark and a alligator (the victim of the attack), and both now have a home in Wes’s toy chest.
I was sad for this night to end. We had such fun with Alexis and Christian. But the rest of the trip didn’t disappoint.
We had brunch at Carrollton Market the next morning. It was so delicious. I took this picture because it’s poutine and I meant to text Alli and Mike about it. Alli and Mike talk about poutine every time we see them, it seems. And now I understand why!
Then we took a long walk. We started with a lap around Audubon Park, then down St. Charles Street (where the houses are HUGE!), and ending up in the Irish Channel at Sucré. Sucré is a sweet little sugar shop that I went to with my parents when we were in New Orleans just the three of us back in 2009? 2008 maybe?
As we walked around Audubon Park I asked Sean about the blog. How Alexis had brought it up and that I do really like it and what I should do about it. And he said that he loves the blog and we’ll figure out how I can make time to write. So that’s why I’m including this story. Because if we hadn’t gone to New Orleans and I hadn’t texted Alexis to see if she was available for dinner and if she hadn’t asked me such a simple question about it, we wouldn’t be here.
The rest of the trip was really refreshing for me, with parts that were really enjoyable for both of us. Monday was still a work day for Sean. As soon as Monday arrived relaxed Sean transformed into super stressed Sean right before my very eyes. It was weird. I know his job is stressful, but to witness how the stress transformed him was something I didn’t expect. Sometimes when he comes home I want him to be more immediately delighted to see us. Watching how his work affects him gives me renewed appreciation for his contribution to our family and more patience as he transitions between one stressful situation to another (because let’s face it, families are joyful but also stressful…especially as bedtime approaches). We still had fun. We ate lunch at the Gumbo Shop, another spot I revisited from my trip with my parents, and took a trip to the casino after a dinner.
Which left me still wondering who is in charge of choosing the carpets for these establishments.
Tuesday morning Sean woke up bright and early to speak on a panel at his conference. I took myself to Cafe De Monde for a nice little breakfast. I read a book over a hot cup of coffee. That’s one of the things I liked most about this trip. It was quick, but I was only on my schedule to do whatever I wanted without interruption.
Then we went home to our sweet children and our regular lives. We really did miss those sweet children, but it was a nice break. Thanks, New Orleans. And thanks Alexis for asking me such a simple question about my blog.