go your own way

aren't my mama and daddy so precious? my pose/face can be blamed entirely on whoever kept the champagne flowing in my glass all night.

You're reading this at 9am-ish, right? Well you're reading this as I'm arriving in New Orleans for the weekend. In about two hours we will be loading the limo bus to head to the fairgrounds for some jazz festing. I mentioned it in detail here, but I'll go over it again. 

Now, I'm no music festing pro like my girl Helene is, but Jazz Fest is one of the best weekends ever. Maybe I have a skewed view of it because it's completely all expenses paid...but I am preeeety positive that you would love it if you had to pay for it. 

First of all, you are in New Orleans. Which automatically makes is amazing. Mainly because of the food. Crawfish Monica (basically butter + pasta + spices + butter + crawfish + butter), crawfish bread, crawfish enchiladas...sensing a pattern here? I'm trying to be good and not eat any of those things because they make my tummy go crazy. Not a good combo when you're in a place with disgusting portapotty's. Anywaysssss....

The music is AMAZING! There's always the big name bands (last year Zac Brown Band was out of control ridiculous awesome) but there's the small ones too - I particularly like the gospel tent. Last weekend was Billy Joel & John Mayer & Dave Matthews Band. I was only sad about missing Billy Joel...but I heard he kind of sucked, so I'm not so sad any longer. This weekend I'm excited to see Little Big Town followed by...wait for it...FLEETWOOD MAC! AND my boyfriend Adam...that's right ladies, Maroon 5. I'll blow him some kisses for you.

And then there's the going out in New Orleans after the fest ends for the day. Now normally I HATE Bourbon Street, but we stay on Bourbon so it's just easier to go out there. And it gives the clients that ridiculous "OMG New Orleans is so insane" feel - which is probably why I hate it. It is better to go during Jazz Fest than during NYE, I guess. And everyone should experience it AT LEAST once. 

This year we are going to Muriel's in Jackson Square one night and Bourbon House the other - it's a Brennans restaurant and I cannot wait. Also why I won't eat the festival food, so I can gorge myself there and not feel that bad about it. 

In random news - it's supposed to be cold this weekend. IN MAY. Yep, I'm complaining about that just like everyone else and their mom. But that's what Vodka is for...so you don't realize it's cold. I've got three breast milk bags filled with it - I'm ready to fest.