Oh, a few years ago I would have had a field day with that title.  But now, I will have to let all the innuendo go.  Oh, how being married can really put a damper on your being “easy.”  Not that I am complaining–being easy certainly isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.  I quite enjoy the power that comes with being more discerning…

This time tomorrow I’ll be on Bourbon Street flashing my boob…oh wait wrong festival…and no I don’t just have one boob, but it isn’t Mardi Gras they are certainly not getting the full show without beads. 

I’ll be thinking of you all fondly as I bask in the sun, eat fried green tomatoes, Crawfish Monica, Soft Shell Crab Po’boys and drink Rosemint ice tea, while listening to Robert Plant and Alison Kraus, Sheryl Crow and Billy Joel.  I’ll drink a Hurricane for you and answer the question..”Where you got yo shoes?”  “On Bourbon Street Baby.”