back to blogging day 2

Long story short: I don't live in Texas anymore. I've moved to the wilds of southern Louisiana. So far so good. Everyone here is super nice, and the food is fan-freaking-tastic. I can't quite figure out the accent; it's kind of a cross between southern drawl and Jersey shore. I've moved into a 3rd floor apartment, so my knees officially hate me now. Big surprise. I still have the same devoted man in my life, and he's hoping to get his arse in gear and get here soon. The job is going well--everyone seems to like us. The radio situation is lacking so we've been listening to an old NTX favorite online here. Everything here is classic rock (which isn't necessarily bad, but it's not my favorite). Oh, and the allergies. Damn, I thought Texas was bad. I've been sniffling, sneezing, and now coughing like a crazy girl for a week. Add to that: I woke up this morning with a sore throat. Dangit.

So there. There's another blog. Yay me!

our glorious national bird

Yep. It's true kiddos. I'm back to blogging. And to make it even more exciting, I can tell you that I saw a bald eagle this past Saturday. I thought for sure I was mistaken. As Mother and I were driving from Madisonville up toward Covington there was this very large bird with a brown body, lighter underside, and white head flying toward us way up in the sky. Many of you know that I will someday die in a fiery car crash from trying to catch one last glimpse of some bird or another. Well, I didn't die this time, but I was sure that it was a bald eagle. Like any sane city person, I thought there was no way I could see a bald eagle in rural Louisiana. After much googling, I found that they do winter here, are common residents in Florida, and some were sighted within a 10 mile radius of where I saw mine within the past month. So there you go. I'm not crazy after all.


More stories from Louisiana to come!