In the last update, I failed to take a photo of the front door view for you. Please forgive me.
Here it is now–a little late but still oh so much better looking than before! 
BW
(Post on surprise helper visit coming soon!)
And I am so proud and happy! Please, come on in and take a look. Do you remember what this room looked like before we removed the brown paneling? And then do you recall what it looked like after we removed the brown paneling? Right! We uncovered Pepto-Pink cypress beadboard walls. Oh, and let’s not…
And I’m not talking about crawfish, either! My good friend BB came down this week, after our first of two wonderful fishing trips (post and pics later, Tar Baby, et. al.) we were starving, so we drove down the bayou and bought some shrimp fresh off the boat. Don’t want to make you folks jealous,…
On that first Sunday that Lil Sis and I took our adventure by boat and then by truck down the bayou to get our first glance at the damage, our truck driver, Mechanic, said something very interesting. I’m noting it here so I remember it for future reference. “When you evacuate, you can become a…
Whoopie Pie Cake. It sounds strange, I know. And of course, there’s a back story, but I can’t lay claim to having named this sinfully rich dessert concoction. But doesn’t it look delicious? If you’ve spent any time on this blog, you already know that I’ve always marched a little out of step with current…
It all started on September 1, 2008 with a Category 4 storm called Hurricane Gustav, which made landfall near Bayou Dularge, LA and then continued upland, with tornadoes spinning off every which way.
Before you start conjuring images reminiscent of “Up in Smoke” of decades gone by, know this story has nothing to do with taking a toke. Not in the least.