I accept that this was somehow my fault, i'm sure it was.
When I booked my tickets to New Orleans I was super careful to get the flight
back on the 1st. David was sitting there with me. I had 2 flight options on
the 1st, leaving at 11am and leaving at 5pm. I know I picked the 5 pm because
a) it was later in the day and i know we would be tired from the festivities
the night before and b) it was a non-stop flight. I evven went through and
picked my seats and picked only one seat on my flight back. I went to confirm
my flights and they magically changed the return flight from the 1st to the
second and from the 5pm to the 11am.
dammit dammit dammit. I had to call my dog sitter in a blazing panic to see if
she could stay on another day. She's not my regular dog sitter, and let me
tell you, it is very hard to find a dog sitter over the holidays at the last
minute. I can board one of my dogs, but the other was treated rather roughly
by her previous owners and now she has some separation anxiety issues, she ate
her way through a metal kennel once, cutting her face all up. I keep the
kennel to show to people.
grrr I was also counting on being home all day on the 2nd to relax and get
things in order before I had to go back to work on the 3rd.
okay, sorry about the OTedness of this. I just wanted to rant.
OB Food: If Liuzza's is still open and operating I will report back about the
best shrimp po' boys on the planet. Also, trying to get to the Taj Mahal
restaurant in Metairie, it's a tradition for me and it's the happiest Indian
restaurant on Earth.
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