I seee you!

Umm, so, kitty is a perv. Or just curious. I think you all know what I'm talking about.

There are only so many places you can put her in a hotel room. We tried putting her in the bathroom, but she just meows and meows and meows. And meows some more.

Thank goodness we'll be moving into the apartment soon. I'm starting to feel a like an unfit mother for corrupting Camille.

I'd like some cheese with my whine

Okay, this initial post was like 8 pages long so I decided to slim it down. Here goes:

Got in a fight with G yesterday about wedding. Reception hall closed, church probably closed, can't find photographer and priest. His mom is telling me we probably can't have a rehearsal dinner (they live in South Carolina, so it's not like they were affected by the storm) even though I know places are open. Makes G's dad happy because he is a notorious cheapskate. His budget for the dinner would feed 20 people hot dogs and water. God, I'm a bitch. Sorry Frank.

On top of this, moving our stuff out of storage and into an apartment. I've literally moved over 15 times in 25 years. I hate moving.

I also don't have a job yet.

Fight is aggravating because G is mad that I won't ask him to help, but, hold on, when we were still in Metairie, he'd offer to help. I'd give him something to do. Never, ever got done over a 3 month period. "I'll do it next week" was his mantra.

I'm sorry. I know, I have nothing to complain about. I'm just a little overwhelmed right now.

Let me see you sweat

I had an interview this morning! I feel like a productive member of society again--almost.

I was watching ESPN2 and let me tell you, the competition was fierce between Joo Se Hyuk and Zoran Primorac. Am I the only one that thinks that Zoran's name sounds like a prescription for an STD?

Anyhoo, the crowd was rapt and the commentators were on point, slinging out zingers such as "How fit are these athletes?!"

What were these athletes playing?

Ping-pong. Yep, ping-pong. The Killerspin Championships at the Mohegan Sun Resort in Connecticut.

Yeah baby, you know you're jealous.

Livin' La Vida Loca

I had an interview this morning! I feel like a productive member of society again -- almost.

I'm watching ESPN2 and let me tell you, there is some fierce competition going on between Joo Se Hyuk and Zoran Primorac (whose name, by the way, sounds like a prescription for an STD).

The crowd is rapt, and the commentators are on point. Especially the one that said, "How fit are these athletes?"

So what is this sport, you may ask?

It is the Killerspin Championships at the Mohegan Sun Resort in Connecticut.

Ping-pong. Yep. Ping-pong.

Yeah baby, you wish you were me.

Oh, and the Fairmont (where I was having my reception) is closed for 9 months to a year.
The church may not be structurally sound.
But seriously, as irritating as that is, I have to take a deep breath and repeat this: "I could be a lot worse off. I am fine. If this is the worst of my problems, I'm happy."

Yee frickin' haw

I totally feel like I'm starring in the feature film "Bumpkin in the Big City." Dallas is massive. I mean, gargantuan. Did I spell that right?

The hotel is nice and everyone has been really friendly, but I guess I'm just used to my old neighborhood where everything I needed was 3 minutes away.

Oh, but hold the phone: Super Targets. Lots of them. These did not exist in New Orleans. I was beside myself when I saw them.

No cowboy hat yet, but I'll try to get one soon!

Oh, and Girard's parents want to come here for Thanksgiving too. Mom is not happy. My favorite quote from her:

"But Catherine, I feel like I can't drink as much as I want to in front of them." Yay for my martini-lovin' momma.