Hello friends!

I hope you have not been worried about my absence lately. I have been on a marvelous vacation, and there was simply no computer access. It was wonderful to take in the days without the burden of technology, but of course I am quite pleased with its reappearance. Sadly I didn't photograph my trip, but I found some fun-looking photos from Judes' work trip to New Orleans. Weird, it doesn't really look like she's working in any of them.

I'm guessing this is still out west:

And this one is probably when she's getting ready to land in New Orleans:

A parade appears to have blocked easy access to the hotel:

This sign, in New Orleans, reads: "Due to extremely windy conditions these doors have been secured for your safety." Odd, they don't seem to do that in Rock Springs, and it's usually pretty breezy around these parts. 

Silly Judes taking a picture of herself after partying on Mardi Gras. Note the authentic beads. I wonder if she brought me any?

Judes says it was sunny the whole time. And one day it was in the 70s! Talk about unfair. 

Judes took a lot of pictures of food. It's as if she thinks we don't have such delicacies available in Wyoming. Here a just a few selections. Items included (not all pictured): oysters, crab legs, alligator, catfish po'boy, gumbo, jambalaya, fried green tomatoes, red beans and rice, redfish, pralines, mint julep, the world's best baked potato, homemade create-your-own pasta, bread pudding, bananas foster cheesecake, and donuts - including a caprese donut sandwich. Now Judes' plane story kind of makes sense - on the dinky plane from Denver to Wyoming, she was asked to please move from the middle to the back of the plane in order to more evenly distribute weight. Judes, I think it's time for you to go back to carrots. I'm willing to help you out with that. 

New Orleans seems cool from the pictures. They seem to have a lot of hot sauce options:

And voodoo dolls of all kinds, including the "god to help you overcome your fears:"

 And the voodoo lawyer:

Then there's the infamous Bourbon Street:

Some leftover beads:

New possibilities for us canines:

And some pretty strict rules:

In any case, Judes appeared to have a grand time with some new and some old friends:

Here's the view in Denver. How pretty! We don't live there though. Why is that again, Judes?

Even though I couldn't find any evidence that Judes was truly in New Orleans for work, I did find this nifty toy they gave her as part of the conference. Now I can tell Judes just how I'm feeling. Well, except for that talking thing. 

Happy day readers!