Our seasons are all confused right now. This weekend it was in the low 40s (Farienheight) here! The cold and rainy weather had us inside this weekend. We have an alligator chilling in the lake behind our house. We have bait lines running on our bulkhead so fishing isn’t much of an option at the moment.
Easter is for family and crawfish, lots and lots of crawfish. Easter has been my favorite holiday for as long as I can remember. Layers of reasons for my favorite holiday but the high points are the giant family gathering, my favorite food crawfish, and the annual egg hunt. This isn’t an ordinary egg hunt, this is intense people. Like all is fair in love, war, and egg hunting in our family. And if you bring a date who doesn’t get into it thinking egg hunting is for kids and it’s lame, HE IS GONE! Easter is the final bar to jump over to determine if you’re going to stick around in our family (in hubs case it was also the first family meeting and he passed with flying colors). Making it the perfect holiday for my competive juices.
My neighbor came to me with an idea she wanted to do for her prayer group to celebrate Easter. I really wish I could write and pray from the heart as well as she does (I was raised Catholic, we recite prayers... from the heart praying just wasn't practiced in Catholic school). With her permission I'm sharing this very inspirational and meaningful Gift of the Cross.
A few weeks back hubs and a couple friends went frogging. For the non-country bumpkins reading this, frogging is done at night and you basically scare the frog with a spot light so he doesn’t move and then catch him with your hands. I requested that my portion of the frogs caught be brought home and added to the lake ecosystem behind our house rather than cooked; frog tadpoles eat mosquito larva and thus less mosquitos eating me while I sit outside in the evenings.
I have recently taken up fishing in our backyard with hubs. See my interest in fishing started about a month ago. We were watching the latest episode of Bass Masters, people this is beyond boring, like best wife ever for watching this every weekend. Well hubs fell asleep on top of the remote and I didn’t want to wake him up attempting to change the channel so I was stuck watching. Y’all I have no idea what happened to my brain but it was like a sponge. When hubs woke up and RESTARTED it from the beginning I was able to recite who did what wrong, what kind of bait would be better and why, who messed up fishing shallow versus deeper water when the wind was or was not blowing. Like grade A++ genius level fishing expert. Hubs even commented on my newly acquired knowledge. We are slightly competitive so the jokes quickly started that I could now out fish him. GAME ON. Well I’ve now caught my first fishy all by myself! I think I’m now completely ready to dominate the Bass Masters, don’t you?!
This year we are feeling especially lucky for our family. It’s been a crazy couple weeks but our family has been a very nice source of stability. Kim & Jamie (sister and her Mr.) planned to run a Tougher Mudder in town a while back. Of course I had to make signs to cheer them on!
Well it’s been a bit of a whirlwind around here with some unexpected spring surprises. A couple weekends ago hubs planned a weekend getaway to Biloxi with some buddies for a concert at the casino. On our way out of town we stopped in Mandeville for a double date brunch at Bistro Bryonz. Super nice atmosphere and food, but I wouldn’t recommend their frozen lemonade Tom Collins special drink. Before the concert we did dinner at the Half Shell Oyster House. I intended to take pictures of the delicious charbroiled oyster sampler platter but once it arrived all brain ways stopped and I stuffed my face, my bad. It was a super fun weekend, until it wasn’t (that’s a whole other story in itself). But hubs did better than he realized getting us an ocean view room at the Beau Rivage!
