Rick-less

So as of this past weekend we are back in the Land of Rick! And so happy to be there! Rick spent the last week in New Orleans checking out a new kind of weld for the rocket. A friction weld - never been done before apparently and he was super excited to see it. I was not super-excited to be by myself for a week, and the kids missed Daddy a lot, but we made it!

In a nutshell, I wouldn't recommend New Orleans. There are more girly clubs than you can shake a stick at and even worse they have people (men and women) outside trying to lure in the passersby. Gross! That's a den of iniquity that will certainly be sinking into the sea before the millenium. Move if you live close by.

Rick was so uncomfortable! I felt so bad for him there all alone. He was so anxious to talk with us that week and even more so to come home. I can't imagine what it must have been like. Other than that, he loved the work part of it and decided he is a fan of jumbalaya, but not gumbo. I had him bring back some beignets from Cafe Du Monde so we could taste the New Orleans doughnut. It's good - but its just fried dough with powdered sugar. Better to make your own and not have flat, hours-old beignets, even if they are authentic.

Well, we're glad that's done and have a new love for Heavenly Father's plan that parents come in twos!