Cover Blown

I’ve been discovered after years of being the “sweet tea” guy in our mall. I buy my wife a tea while she’s working at JCP so the Chick-fil-a folks see me a few times a week. It’s fast service when you are a super-regular.

Now one of them recognized me leaving late from my office at work with Caidy and Mardi. I was even sneaking out the back door.

Cover blown!

Free-range Chickens – K8 & Jess On the Road

I did warn her that it would end up on-line at some point.

Last year we rented a van to pick up stuff from Tioga and help my parents move. The van was one of those kidnapper models; big, noisy, and with a badly functioning radio. I have always loved conversations with Caidy, so on this trip I did one of those evil husband-friend things. I recorded our boring ride on my phone.

I was recently reminded of this part which takes place as we pass through Lafayette, Louisiana heading south on HWY 90 (I-49). If you don’t know, this is a busy urban road planned to be a future interstate going through a decent sized town. Not the sort of place where you would expect to see several chickens living the dream. Enjoy!

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Saints Superbowl XLIV Victory Parade in New Orleans

A very busy week kept me from getting this uploaded sooner! We got some decent videos and good photo or two. Enjoy!

Caidy and I took off early Tuesday afternoon and after almost four hours (to go about 60 miles) we made it to the Quarter House in New Orleans to stay the night and see the Saints carry the Lombardi Trophy Mardi Gras style through the streets of New Orleans.

We stood with a friendly crowd at the intersection of Canal and Camp.┬áIt was cold, so we stayed warm with a not so nutritional combination of alcohol and funnel cakes. The parade was slow moving with a pretty long route, but it was fun. Continue reading “Saints Superbowl XLIV Victory Parade in New Orleans”

Who Dat Gear

Who Dat Gear
Who Dat Gear

This past Martin Luther King Jr. holiday we went to Fleurty Girl in New Orleans to pick up some Who Dat gear. Caidy scored a Boutte Call shirt, Mom got a Who D@! shirt, and I got the #whodat hashtag shirt.

We’ll have some proper attire for the Saints this weekend although I appear a little bent (not quite heterosexual) for the photo.