What I Didn't Do This Week
Hey there, it’s me again, Dave. I’m back! I know our Moms posted some pics of us on their trip to New Orleans last weekend, but you should know that they’re all bogus. That’s right, fakes, phonies, fabrications. In short, our Mom’s are big, fat liars. We were never there, never met any of those people, certainly never set foot on Bourbon St. We didn’t get to ride on an airplane. Is it cause they don’t let dogs on airplanes? That must be it. Why else wouldn’t they have brought us with them? I know they let dogs in hotels. We’ve been to hotels. And those hurricanes they had in their hotel bar might look delicious, but we wouldn’t know cause they’d never let us drink alcohol. “Yeah, all we ever get is water.”-Jazzy
“I’m thinking that’s for the best.”-Editor
“And ‘we’ barely set foot on Bourbon St, Jazzy. You would’ve hated it there.”-Jen
“Oh, and yes, they ‘do’ allow dogs on airplanes, but we don’t think either of you would like that very much, either.”-Editor
Hmmmm, okay, but it looked like there was tons of other stuff that we didn’t do there. We didn’t play the piano, have any of that Caymus cabernet or get to jump in that fountain.
“You don’t know how to play the piano, you can’t drink and it was raining out.”-Editor
“If you ‘could’ drink, neither of you would’ve appreciated that Caymus.”-Jen
What about hanging out on the balcony at that restaurant with those delectable desserts? We like hanging out on balconies. Pretty sure we would’ve enjoyed that, although I’m not so sure about that lady with the wings. What’s up with her?
“You can’t have chocolate.”-Editor
“The angel picture creeped us out, too. We wouldn’t have let you near her if you ‘were’ with us”-Jen
We didn’t get to stay in the fancy hotel or ride in the streetcar, or go to the VooDoo BBQ.
“The hotel was nice, you guys would’ve liked that, but the streetcar wasn’t as cool as we’d hoped, and we didn’t go to the BBQ joint, either.”-Editor
“Man, they’ve got an answer for everything.”-Jazzy
I know, is that supposed to make us feel better?
What about the breakfast place? I Love breakfast!
“Me, too. Most important meal of the day.”-Jazzy
“Gotta agree there.”-Jen
And the Steak place on Bourbon St. we didn’t get to go to. We Love Steak!
“Yeah, that was really good, too. Sorry.”
I hesitate to bring up the Cafe Negril, cause I know this is the last straw for Jazzy.
“Seriously? A Jazz Bar?? Don’t they know how much I Love Jazz??? IT’S MY NAME!!! Now they’re just teasing us.”-Jazzy
And those tasty little beignets we didn’t get to try. Who wouldn’t want one of those?
“Sorry. We thought about you guys the whole time.”-Editor
“I’m sorry, too.”-Jen
You know, it would’ve been a lot easier to believe they were sorry if they’d come straight home from the airport to see us, but nooooooo, they stopped for dinner and more drinks on the way, while we were home, waiting.
“There was traffic. We wouldn’t have gotten home right away anyway.”-Editor
“They didn’t even bring us presents. They always bring us presents.”-Jazzy
“We’re not bad parents. I’m sure there are pet stores in New Orleans, but we couldn’t find one.”-Jen
I guess they’re not so bad. We got to stay with all our favorite Aunties (and Uncle Aaron) at 118 while they were gone, and they ‘did’ call to check on us.
“Yeah, and we already have tons of toys.”-Jazzy