Miss is going to Brittanys for movie nite. she doesn't want to be here with the disgusting dogs.

if there were no disgusting dogs, would she really want to be here? hmmmmmm.

"I just heard an alligator say, 'Oh $#&^. Here comes the Landry's'." Jacob Landry, Swanp People

last day of gator season....what am I gonna do without Swamp People?

cooler today. GIF didn't have electricity yesterday, so collected the semen this morning....it was delivered at frickin' 2 p.m. threw my whole entire day out of whack, but got lots of other stuff done. and I didnt' realize the buzzer was broke...so had to keep running to office to check the kool-a-tron to see if it had came. got home in time for Kevin to have car to go to work, Katie was safely picked up from said sleepover.....(I have read too many murder books....one was teenage girls that kidnapped another teenage girl and drove her around in their trunk and beat her every now and again until she died. and when Katie runs with these girls, I always remember that book. and I am always glad when she comes home alive, not bludgeoned and burnt on a brushpile. I may be crazy.....but, hey, I tried that facebook bake boiled eggs in the oven in a muffin pan thing....and the best damned boiled eggs ever! and peel perfectly!

I guess the neon vested guy is blowing the trash into the street because the street cleaning truck is coming?

imagine working in the French Quarter, with a leaf blower, blowing (& kicking those stubborn styrofoam cups) trash off Bourbon Street sidewalks into the street ---about a block of it on camera for the world to see, mind you---where do I sign up for that? sounds much better than sweating so much my skin hurts in a pig barn....(I rather doubt he watches a live pig cam and wants to trade jobs with me...)

of course, there are no such thing as pig barn cams because we can't even take our cell phones in because someone might make an incriminating video...but I digress. took a break to get dressed for work, and returned to see the street cleaning truck rumbling on the screen. guess it's time for my reality now. lucky me.

katie went to a sleepover with classmates....took a pepsi for a friend.

made her eat some supper before she left.....Mr. got the yard done.

something that's occupied a lot of my time the last 2 days....(besides sleeping....)

is randomly clicking on this link to see live Bourbon Street in my beloved French Quarter. It's like I'm there, with out the giant bugs and scorching sunburn and long ass car ride....it is heaven!

http://www.earthcam.com/usa/louisiana/neworleans/bourbonstreet/?cam=bourbonstreet

there are several different views...the street...a balconey....inside a club....

this morning I just watched pigeons flying before I went to work....last nite's hot dog stand is gone, but the feathery plumed white and purple person is still working the street and posing for pictures.....

is this guy dancing with the plumed person or mocking the plumed person? hmmmm.....

first I find this thought-provoking picture on facebook....

then I see the post Katie's friend Brittany wrote on her late mom's wall....

It's been 365 days without you... Without a doubt the hardest year of my life. All that's left are photos that capture your memories and the faint sound of your laughter every time some of your favorite stories are told. I miss your laugh even if it was loud and obnoxious. I miss your voice that carried on for miles. I even miss your yelling. I would give anything to hear you yell at me again but until then every second I live is a second closer to seeing you again.

this is just heartbreaking, and I am crying. This girl has been through so much, but still has a smile that lights up the world. Her mom fought as hard as she could for each day, and made the most of them. I know Brittany will do the same.

"make a funny face," she says. (sigh)

my wonderful husband is out in the lightning/tornado warning finishing up mowing the yard. as he said, "it quit raining!" sheets in dryer, ribeyes and cheesey potatoes cooking on stove.