Tomorrow morning Matt and I are getting on a plane and flying to New Orleans! Not a strange thing to read on this blog because we are always adventuring off somewhere. The next day I am running the Louisiana Marathon. Again, not out of the ordinary, we like to sign up for marathons in other states. But here is the kicker: it is just us. As in, just the two of us (go ahead, sing it right out loud). For the first time EVER. Well, since we became three, and then four. Yup, the last time Matt and I slept in the same room together without a child in the house was six years, one month, and three weeks ago. Also known as the night before Madeleine was born.
WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO?
Let me tell you - I am going to go to bed at a ridiculously early hour stark raving sober tomorrow night, get up and attend a 26.2 minute mass presided over by a marathon running priest and then I am going to (hopefully) run the fastest 26.2 miles I have ever run. And then. We party!
The marathon is in Baton Rouge, so once I have had a nice, cold Abita and a nicer, warm shower, we head to New Orleans for two nights of sitting at the bar to eat, sleeping without any children wedged into our backs and hanging out. Just the two of us.
I am so thankful for the opportunity to do this - not something that happens when you have very little family in the area - but my village pulled together and I think me and my fella are going to have a wonderful time. Can't wait to see my old friend, hand grenade, and see what it is like to sleep past 5:11am on a weekend morning.
My book is packed into my carry on, because I will actually be able to read it, and I even brought my neck pillow since no one is going to need me to hold their iPad or take them to the bathroom or do anything at all, I hope.
New Orleans is a super special place to me since going there after Katrina to volunteer a number of times. It is where I met some of my very favorite people, ate some of the best food I have ever eaten, and learned about the value of resiliency, compassion and community.
I. Am. So. Excited.
See you back here next week with too many pictures and some good stories :)
See previous trips to NOLA here and here.
WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO?
Let me tell you - I am going to go to bed at a ridiculously early hour stark raving sober tomorrow night, get up and attend a 26.2 minute mass presided over by a marathon running priest and then I am going to (hopefully) run the fastest 26.2 miles I have ever run. And then. We party!
The marathon is in Baton Rouge, so once I have had a nice, cold Abita and a nicer, warm shower, we head to New Orleans for two nights of sitting at the bar to eat, sleeping without any children wedged into our backs and hanging out. Just the two of us.
I am so thankful for the opportunity to do this - not something that happens when you have very little family in the area - but my village pulled together and I think me and my fella are going to have a wonderful time. Can't wait to see my old friend, hand grenade, and see what it is like to sleep past 5:11am on a weekend morning.
My book is packed into my carry on, because I will actually be able to read it, and I even brought my neck pillow since no one is going to need me to hold their iPad or take them to the bathroom or do anything at all, I hope.
New Orleans is a super special place to me since going there after Katrina to volunteer a number of times. It is where I met some of my very favorite people, ate some of the best food I have ever eaten, and learned about the value of resiliency, compassion and community.
I. Am. So. Excited.
See you back here next week with too many pictures and some good stories :)
See previous trips to NOLA here and here.
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| Almost 7 years ago helping to rebuild NOLA. |
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| Aaaaand even more years before that. |
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