A friend complained about my lack of blogging the other day. She said I was falling down on my duty of giving her something to do at work besides actually working. I had plans to blog again this week, but life got in the way of those plans, for this week at least. Late on Easter Sunday, my Papa passed away at the age of 85. We had his burial on Tuesday morning and I've been playing catch up since....catching up on work, catching up on sleep, catching up on not feeling completely drained. Since Tuesday I've been thinking about the things that family pass on to you. The things that my Papa passed on to me. Not just the color of his eyes, or the curl in his hair, or bits of DNA, but other things that you don't always think about. Things you like, things you do... Here's the list of some things I've come up with: (1) My love for New Orleans. Papa gave me a set of Mardi Gras beads, and a complete set of doubloons way back when I was i
Travel, My Pup, and other things I love...