N'Awlins

I lead a good life, but hey, someone's got to do it.

George had a meeting in New Orleans this weekend, and since I've never been there before I went along. Of course, people say it's not what it once was, but since I can't compare, I'll just say:

I loved it!

I spent all day Saturday wandering around the French Quarter, checked out everything from beignets to a shop that looked like it might fall down, where I bought a lovely lucite vintage clutch, to the fanciest antique store I've ever seen, (we got a peek in the back, upstairs room with the Renoir and checked out the $1/2MM Faberge cutlery set.)

Then, because tomorrow is the championship college bowl game between LSU and OSU, Bourbon Street was crazy-packed and a whole lot of fun as we went from Blues place to jazz place.

So, people, tell me your favorite place to go for a weekend get-away that's not too far.

We're engaged!

George proposed on the 23rd, in Paris no less. In the Place des Vosges he got down on one knee. So Romantic! So, here we are on the park bench about 2 minutes after the Yes.