I've been here for four days now, and have yet to go a single Official New Orleans Activity. I sort of planned it this way. I've been here a number of times before, and was more interested in seeing my godmother and recovering from the semester than I was in Seeing Nawlins. We've been to the movies, to see Love Actually (which you must all go see, right now this minute) and salivate over Alan Rickman. We've been to Bath and Body Works, Target, Lowe's and the Dollar Tree. We've been to the Monroe Library at Loyola to re-gather up books. (The Godmother teaches there.) We've been to mass (more on that later). We spent an inordinate amount of time and money at Belladonna Day Spa yesterday. As recoveries go, this one has been wonderfully low-key.

But today, I figure I better do some New Orleans stuff. I shall take myself down to the French Quarter and play in galleries recommended by a lovely blog-friend and eat cajun food. I'll have the ritual beignet and cafe au lait at Cafe du Monde (and pick up some beignet mix for Mister Boyfriend and his beloved deep fat fryer.) (Thanks for reminding me to do that, Scott.) Then we're going to Celebration in the Oaks tonight, I think. And tomorrow we drive home, me to Little Rock and her to Conway.