Since we got home from Angel Fire, New Mexico, we’ve barely stopped. I’ll try to keep it short, which y’all know is a challenge for me!
The Sunday after we got back, cause none of us could be ‘arsed’ cooking and Sophie wanted to try a Cajun place before she went home, we tried our first Cajun restaurant ‘Ragin Cajun’. My friend Theresa used to enjoy going there when she lived here, but I’d never been.
It was cheap as chips, you order, sit down and someone obnoxiously screams your order is ready when it’s cooked. The food was tasty, came in abundance and we all enjoyed it!
Monday it was back to business, though Col worked from home cause my car was still in ‘the shop’ as they say here. A trip to the Doctors office, picking up laundry, winter clothes shopping at Academy Sports and Choir (all courtesy of my chauffeur Mr McMaster and Lexi gray).
Wednesday I had lunch with a newbie and a newbie ‘oldie’, my girl Nancy has been in Houston for around two years now and we’ve just not been able to get ourselves together – can you believe it?
Well, a newbie SLB couple has come over from Houma, Louisiana and we’ve dragged Lindsay into our little group. I arranged to have a ‘hi there’ lunch with her and we both agreed to drag Nancy out to join us, by hook or by crook!
Julie joined us with Hazel and we had a cheap and yummy lunch in Carinos. We talked forever and when Julie and Nancy left, Lindsay and I talked for an age in the car park.
Friday was my bake-a-thon for the quickly approaching bake sale. I ended up with almost 100 cupcakes, Saturday was my frost-athon, when I made icing and piped frosting on the aforementioned cupcakes and packaged them, mostly individually.
It was EXHAUSTING!!!
Saturday was also the day I met our gang’s most recent transferee from Norn Iron, Jo’s hubby, Mark (wow, what a horribly constructed sentence!) turns out, his family home is only, like ten miles away from my family home in Newry – such a small world!
Well, it’s a small world when you’re able to freely travel around it…yes, loyal readers, your rather frustrated writer is starting to lose her rag at not being able to go home…c’mon, it’s been two years…I just want a curry chip!!