This morning we went to Mother's.
Mother's is a breakfast dive that used to be my grandfather's
favorite place to come in his Marine days.
It is so popular, the line was all the way out the door all morning.
We saw Pirates of the Caribbean two today in a theater that serves food while you watch.
After, I separated from my parents and walked around.
I shopped and just looked around.
It is so friendly down here, just by walking around the quarter
you meet the most interesting people.
I scoped all the artists and their paintings.
I made my way to Cafe Du Monde and watched the best music show.
There was a skinny hipster white boy on a banjo and a big old jazzy black man
playing a tuba. They sang classic songs and put on a great show.

So N'awlins.


Tonight we went to the ever-famous Cafe Du Monde for beignets.

Tips for partaking in the art of beignet eating:
1. Do not eat when it is windy (on account of the
copious amounts of powdered sugar on top).
2. Do not eat while wearing black or navy (again because the sugar...).
3. Do not breathe in or out while taking a bite (and again)..
you will have a coughing attack.

For dinner we went to The Court of Two Sisters,
a famous restaurant in the quarter.
We sat out in the beautiful courtyard,
complete with fairy lights and amazing plants.
I ate turtle sherry soup-- which was my grandfather's favorite.

Walking back to our abode we got the privilege of seeing a parade.
Now, this was not just any parade, it started with a jazz band
and followed with a bride and groom and all the guests of their wedding.
They were all marching down the street
dancing and waving white cloth napkins.
It looked like so much fun. My future? I hope so!


Tonight I had dinner with my brother.
I tried two new things: alligator and raw oysters-- real bayou food.
Then we walked around Baton Rouge.
We even visited the LSU tiger, Mike, in his giant zoo-like cage on campus.
...
Just made it down to New Orleans.
Let the beignets begin.


Drove all the way to Baton Rouge today on my way to New Orleans.
My brother lives in BR and I am excited to see him tomorrow.

I have been reading the book The Help, which channels
my mother's childhood growing up in Jackson, Mississippi.
It is a fantastic book and I cannot wait to finish it.

Next, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, which I started last night
despite my prior engagements with The Help.

Pictured: my brother, James, and I as wee tots summering
on the Gulf in Alabama.



But i'm not the only one.
This is one of my best friends in Haiti, Venetha.
This was my last day in Haiti last summer.
I have been missing these women so much lately.

I dream of the day we will all be together again.



Last night Jayme and I got sushi and saw a movie.
After, we went and got Starbucks and watched the documentary "Babies."
We had a little sleep over.
We woke up early and went garage saling (our obsession).
We got a lot of great stuff and then went and got burgers!

I would say it was a successful day bargining for old junk.


This is my mom when she was around my age.
I only pray that I would be as amazing of a mom as she is to me.

Thanks mom for all your love and encouragement through the years.
You have taught me to be strong and confident and to always fight for what I deserve.
You are my best friend and I will always love and appreciate you more than you know.

Our first mother's day without my grammie.
I praise God for putting such power house women in my life.

Thank you to mothers and surrogate mothers around the globe.


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