Eenie Menie

I am inspired to write tonight solely so I can avoid cleaning the granola off my bed. I know I really should, but the proximity between the broom and bed are far beyond what can be considered reasonable at this point. I may have to accept my inevitable fate and deal with cockroaches in the morning. Considering Lauren was greeted by one in her pants the other day, this is a genuine concern. Yet even still, I refuse to get up.

Today is Wednesday, which means another group has yet again, moved on. I will say, this last bunch kept me VERY entertained. For instance, one of the kids invested in a rubber snake which he choose to use effectively throughout the trip. Most memorably being when one of the girls woke up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom and found what she assumed to be a real snake lying on the floor. Immediately she ran to our room begging for us to remove it. Nancy reluctantly put on her hefty boots and started thrusting inanimate objects at the "snake" in hopes that it would slither away. It didn't.

The snake was also utilized when Paul's replacement, Mickyo came into town. Unfortunately it didn't have the same level of success as it did with the girls, so they hazed our new guy with the ultra mega death hot sauce.

This week I'm back at the Williams' house (same site as last week). Michele (homeowner) brought her iPod on site today so we sought out to create the GREATEST PLAYLIST OF ALL TIME. Seeing as how Michele is a 12-year-old girl, our musical tastes correlate perfectly. She had a ton of Justin Bieber, so I urged her to include as many of his songs as possible. CONFSSION: I know I'm late for the party, but I have most definitely caught a mild case of Bieber Fever since I've been down here. Shameful sure, but his songs are so freaking catchy! Most people walk around naked when their roommates are out, I listen to the Justin Bieber station on Pandora. It happens.

So in addition to our awesome background music, one of our kids had the brilliant idea of purchasing a large tarp and dish soap and creating the GREATEST SLIP N' SLID OF ALL TIME. Again, I can't say no to these awesome ideas. We purchased the tarp and had ourselves a fantastic afternoon!!! I swear, work does get done.

Being that I have a mere 3 weeks left and my future post-NOLA is still TBD, I thought it might be a practical idea to have my palm read. Ya know, just to see if the crazy ladies in lawn chairs lined up around Jackson Square could provide me with some direction and/or insight. Unfortunately, that turned out to be among one of the worst ideas I've ever had. "Naturally-born" palm reading lady informed me that within the next 2-3 years, I will have become a mother. Well gentleman, as a result of that conversation I have decided to join the convent and avoid all possible contact with the male species for the next 7-8 years. Hopefully then, the odds will work in my favor.

Goodnight :)