Started out at the Waffle House in Zachary, then on to a grocery/ hardware store and a gift shop where I was hoping to get a really nice Louisiana sweat shirt for a good friend from Ledyard who asked me if I'd get one for her. She wanted to give me money but I would never let her pay.. She's always bringing me baked goodies and little gifts plus she watches over Kiddo when I don't go to Sacred Heart. Grocery store didn't have all the stuff we needed and the gift shop is out of business so off to Walmart where we got some of the necessities but no really nice sweat shirt. Off again to a mall in North Baton Rouge, still no luck finding a really tasteful Louisiana sweat shirt. Off again to the hobby shop where Grampa got some odds and ends for the planes and the nice owner said he and son should bring me to Cracker Barrel if I needed a neat gift. So off again to Cracker Barrel and lo and behold a beautiful, light weight, very tasteful hoody and although it does have LSU on it it is definitely Louisiana gracious living. Speaking of graciousness, I was deeply thankful that son and Grampa were so patient and truly uncomplaining through out the sweat shirt ordeal and it only cost $54! How much more better can it get? After all of that exercise we were off to the Flying Field in Baton Rouge which is part of a beautiful park. I wish I had brought my camera because next to the flying field the city is putting in a water park, huge water slides and all. It is truly awesome. I hate that hackneyed word but it fits the slides which of couse are purple and gold. For the uninitiated those are the LSU colors. Can't wait for next year. Do you think they'll let a, by then, 68 year old Mémé, a Yank to boot, go play? I really nope so. While Grampa was practicing for the week end flying contest I spoke with another pilot who made me laugh. He said he couldn't really tell where Grampa was from but I was was surely a Yank. Then he immediately asked if it was OK that he said that. Cracked me up and I laughingly told him that it was pretty obvious and he was right on. I guess he was afraid he had insulted me. Wanted to know if I could tell if he was from Louisiana and when I said "Yes!" he grinned. So cool to be here with father and son.
Daughter-in-law and I will get In some kind of time for ourselves this week end if all goes well with her family in Texas. She has some very sick family members and may have to leave. If not we may go to the Angola flea market where you can buy articles made by the prisoners. Very interesting.
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