Today it's 62 degrees (but it feels like the 70's) and sunny. I just discovered something fantastic about our 100+-years-old house. The windows open!
Maybe this sounds strange to you, but the truth is that the season for open windows is very narrow in New Orleans. It's usually too hot. I'm assuming there is a time when it's too cold, but we haven't got there yet.
So, some of our giant rectangular windows have screens at the bottom of them. And wouldn't you know it? These are the ones that open, with a groan and some dust and some kicked-up little leaves that are who knows how old.
I'm cleaning the crap out of this place this weekend because the faux in-laws are coming to stay next week. They're "faux" because they are not technically my in-laws, but they fit that bill in most respects. If this were politics, they would be "Acting" or "Lieutenant" in-laws, but this is Nola, so I'm sticking with faux. 1/4 of my parental units will be here as well: Crazy Coco. She gets to stay in the man room, which will be converted into a guest room. I'll have a photo of this after it's set up. Everyone loves to stay in a room with a weight bench in the center of it, right? Thought so.
In other news, I worked at the restaurant last night. I'm a filler for when they are short. The secret to working these kinds of jobs is to only work them once a month. And then it's all smiles and this is fun and I can't believe I ever left. But really, one night is enough. No one was rude, but the drinkers were out in full force. One table drank $300 worth of vodka, including 16 lemon drops. Yes, adults out of college actually drink those. They called a cab, which was very responsible since the guy paying literally spent five minutes signing his name to the credit card receipt.
Another gentleman ordered a bottle of wine for just himself, which I found very respectable. And I found another $20 bill on the floor! Doesn't anyone ever look down? I gave it to the people sitting directly above it. They were like "Yay! More kamikazi's!"
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