Well, we did it! We ate, drank, and explored the best of NOLA with our little diva and relative ease.
To be honest, I’m shocked – Martini’s personality is unpredictable at best and he doesn’t exactly love strangers. This was definitely a social experiment and parenting test and I’m happy to report, we passed with flying colors! But you know, kind of in that fluke way that you ace a test in middle school – with zero studying and the magic of your subconscious that retained info while you were half napping in class.
Well, you heard it here first – these rebels aren’t heading up North to spend Thanksgiving with the family. (Too cold, too close to when we have to go back for Christmas.) SO – New Orleans getaway it is!
Here’s how we plan to spend our time in everyone’s favorite adult playground with our five pound bundle of joy:
Seeing as I’m only now waking up from a pretty long internet hiatus, I haven’t had the chance to share with most of you something pretty earth shattering that happened this summer :
I saw the Spice Girls. In London. Up close and PERSONAL.
Ever since I saw the movie when I was six – faux double decker bus of dreams flying across Tower Bridge, it’s been a dream of mine to see my personal heroes in the big smoke. Truly, I thought it would never happen. And then they got social media. And then there was talk of a tour.. perhaps. And then all hell broke loose once they released the dates and I booked flights and accommodation the second I secured tickets.
21 years later, it happened! And it was EVERY bit as magical, girl power filled, and rhinestone adorned as I could have ever dreamed it would be.
So, after nearly six months of being engaged – your girl has finally started to put pen to paper for our special day.
What do I know about wedding planning? Nearly nothing. What do I intend to know about wedding planning once this is over with? About the same.
You see, for me – I just want everyone to have a hell of a lot of fun in the most beautiful place imaginable. So the question is, how can I make that happen as easily as possible? (I say, pouring myself a glass of champagne, muttering “oh shit, here we go” under my breath excitedly..)