Last night I cried over a sea otter. I have cried over dog rescue videos, countless horse movies and of course my own pets – but sea otters are a new one. In July of 2006, Tim and I took our first trip together to New Orleans. He grew up in Hattiesburg, Mississippi which is a small town less than two hours from the Big Easy. Even though Tim’s roots were in Mississippi versus Lousiana, he would tell strangers he…
Happy Fat Tuesday! Though I’m not from New Orleans or “Mardi Gras” country, I really do love the holiday. For many years, my mother in law lived in uptown New Orleans and we would visit for Mardi Gras every year. It quickly became even more exciting than Christmas! She would make amazing King Cakes, and we would pretty much exist on sugar and alcohol for about a week. There was a parade almost every day, and they were within walking distance from…