Last week, I went home.
'Home' is a confusing word for me to use, because it could mean any number of cities and states- Tampa, FL; Richmond, VA; or New Orleans, LA. And while all 3 are definite homes for me, this time, I mean New Orleans. And the thing is, it will always be home to me. I will always feel a familiar sense of belonging when I see the New Orleans skyline, I will always crave Snoballs when it's hot outside, I will always cheer on the Saints, and I will always love the precious city I spent five years living in.
But I digress. One of my best friends in the world, Kim, got married last Saturday, so I took off two days of work and flew to NOLA on Wednesday night. It was so precious to be there a few days early; because of the distance, I missed out on so many of the little parts of Kim's engagement and wedding planning, so it was such a joy to do random, insignificant things like go with her and her parents to drop off welcome bags for the out of town guests or help put together the bags of cookies they gave as favors.
We got manicures, ate poboys with her and Matt's arriving family, went to a food truck festival, and spent time at the Willow house. Oh the Willow House... I lived there with Kim for three years before getting married, and having time with her and my precious former roommates, Amy (who got married after living there one year with us), and Laura (who moved in after Amy moved out), and of course, Katie (who was never actually my roommate but I've known forever and moved into my room when I moved), was just wonderful.
I also managed to squeeze in time with two other precious New Orleans friends- a walk with my friend Shannon and her son Noah, brunch (and a ride to the airport to pick up Cori!) with my friend and favorite former co-worker, Sara. I just love those friends!
Friday night we went to the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner. This is the only picture of me from that night, and shocker, I'm hanging out with a small child... also known as Ava, Kim's ridiculously adorable niece and flower girl.
I'm pretty sure she's giving me advice on something really serious. |
After a sweet rehearsal and delicious dinner, we headed to the Columns to meet up with more friends. The Columns is this beautiful, historic building and one of the classiest places to get a drink in New Orleans. We actually returned there on Saturday morning for Kim's bridal brunch...
All the Willow House Girls! Laura, Amy, Kim, Katie, Me |
me, Tori, Lindsay |
After a wonderful ceremony, we enjoyed a fabulous reception, full of yummy food and dancing. Lots of dancing! And I have to share this... Kim and Matt invited Red, the 83 year old neighbor who lives across the street from the Willow House. Red has been the kindest, sweetest neighbor... he always sits on his front porch and I think has adopted himself as the unofficial grandpa of all the Willow House girls. At the reception, he told Cori to sit next to him and instructed him to take care of me. He was just too precious for words and I'm pretty sure that this wedding was one of the highlights of his year. Love it.
Katie and Red |
We spent some quality time with the Kostrzewas and other friends from my relief team- Danielle, her hubby Andrew, and Adelle. And of course, we took a little walk so we could get a snack...
SNOBALLS!!!!!!!!! |
It was a non-stop trip, and I was exhausted this week... but it was worth every bit. New Orleans... I will never get over you. I just won't. :)
Speaking of which- we're going to the Saint's game tomorrow! They play the Buccaneers here in Tampa, so we're donning our black and gold and cheering on our boys. Who Dat!
grateful to get some time with you on your trip, and glad you got your Babylon lunch!!!!
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