Some Cajun Randomness

No, I’m not Cajun – don’t worry. BUT I do have a co-worker who is the real-deal Cajun. She came to us after Katrina.

Don’t you just love women who will say anything and have the ability with voice inflection and facial expressions to not offend. She’s hilarious and she knows her food- so we always like to run new restaurants by her to see if what we ate was actually as good as we thought, because let’s face it…

We are clearly not hard to please.

So last night we went to a new little place called Cajun Steamer. Oh, my my my- Coach had a blackened alligator po boy- yes I did, in fact, say alligator. And that’s all I’m going to say about that.

I had shrimp and grits for the second time in 5 days- for a minute I thought we’d died and gone to South Carolina.

Which brings me to the first of a few random bits o’information:

1. Obviously our pre-marital counseling didn’t quite cover all the bases because all this time I thought Coach was fine, maybe even what he would call “pumped”, with my plan to move to Savannah or the South Carolina Low Country the millisecond that AC graduated from high school. I’m pretty sure that we even talked about him getting a boat and a captain’s license and running deep sea fishing excursions during the day while I worked at some cool little bakery or such in town.

So imagine my surprise when he announced that he would like to, now sit down for this, BUY AN RV and drive all over the country and live in campsites.

After a 10-minute barrage of “Yeah right” and “Are you kidding?” and “Are you feeling okay?” I, with as much calm as I can muster, say: “I’m not doing that. Have fun, and stop by when you’re in South Carolina.”

His reply? Another classic geography retort from Coach: “Babe, we could go to church in Spokane one week and Fargo the next. And we could get get one of those wooden maps to hang on the back of the RV and have stars burned on all the places we’ve visited.” And nothing says fun like a wooden map of the United States.

Okay- there’s so much wrong with that I can’t even begin to go there. And while I’m sure there are plenty of welcoming Baptists in both Spokane and Fargo; I am also sure there are plenty in Savannah and Kiawah, and in the South there are palm trees and women wearing Lilly Pulitzer. You can’t be respectful in Lilly Pulitzer in Spokane; I’m sorry, it’s just a fashion fact.

2. All the above is probably a moot point anyway because all of our retirement funds are with AIG, and we all know how that’s going. So, realistically we’ll probably spend our retirement under the Shelby Street Bridge warming ourselves over a tin drum and hunting frogs out of the river for food.

3. Back to our Cajun co-worker/department chair of the science department. I walked in this morning exhausted from an entire night of Coach romantically coughing and snoring directly into my ear. I have a track meet tonight and won’t be home until after 10- so I grabbed my good luck breakfast of champions, a Diet Coke and a Chocolate Fudge Pop-Tart. She looked at me and said:

“Just hanging on today are you?”

I say, “Yes, by a thread.”

She says, “Don’t worry, the acid eats everything- the calories cancel out.”

So now I feel all sorts of better because she has validated my long-standing hypothesis that Diet Coke does, in fact, cancel out all the chocolate calories I’ve ingested.

4. My birthday is in 5 days and I am currently obsessed with what kind of cake I want – more thought is going into this than went into naming both children combined. I NEED some cake.

5. I am also currently researching to find out if there is any way to lose 15 pounds by the 31st of March while still being able to eat cake and Pop-tarts. So far, no luck. If you have any ideas, let me know.

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1 Comment on Some Cajun Randomness

  1. leslie ruth
    March 21, 2009 at 9:27 am (9 years ago)

    Has anyone ever told you that you are HILARIOUS? ‘Cause you are.

    And, lordamercy, I don’t think it’s possible for TOO much thought to go into picking the birthday cake. That is a very important decision.

    Choose well, my friend, choose well…


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