Thaw before reheating.
{ 2005 11 29 }
It started when Paul noticed something strange on the carpet.
“Uh ho.”
From there, we saw the tell-tale signs… a cat was sick. Both ends. We cleaned up the messes, stripped the bed (that is of course where he ended up), and Paul took the cat to the shower.
This is Scout, a little less fluffy than usually and a lot more pissed. He’d deny it if you asked him, but I maintain that he really likes the hairdryer. 
Posted by holly on Tuesday, November 29th, 2005, at 7:22 pm, and filed under Uncategorized.
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Regular dishes on life in New Orleans, historic home renovation, raising kids, completing a PhD, travel near and far, global concerns, and health issues.
You know the story, right? International health... work all over the place... drag my kids around in sacks through villages in Central America... yadda yadda. I decided to go for another degree, so in 2004 we moved to New Orleans with no intention of staying. Then Katrina. And then *blink*blink* New Orleans is a completely different place and we just can't leave. Suddenly I'm on TV talking about immigrants and health and Paul is starting a company. Or two. His side is high-tech, mine is community health and our lives are yearly evacuation, regular celebrations, and nonstop work here, there, and everywhere. Our door is always open. I only ask that if you decide to go ahead and make yourself that mint julep, you make one for me, too.
We strive to make our life our argument.
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