Or, as I've learned this year, when your life is falling apart around you.
It is May, y'all. May. And not the beginning of May either. It's the last week of May which means its really almost June which means I have been in New Orleans for almost ONE WHOLE YEAR now. How crazy is that and where the heck has the past year gone? I moved here the first week of July (2009), so we are quickly approaching my one-year NOLA anniversary...I feel like I should have a party or something, you know? Can we all agree that this has been probably the most tumultuous year ever, in the history of Lauren? I'm pretty sure at this point I've got nothing to top it.
Anyway, Spring in New Orleans is lots of fun. This is the time of the year when all (or a lot of) the music festivals take place for one thing. Not that I'm terribly into music festivals per se, its just that there is an overall festival atmosphere here that trickles down into other parts of life. Then again, that may have less to do with Jazz fest and more to do with just the city itself, I dunno. Oh and, it's crawfish season!
The only downside to where I am now? That's right; the heat. It's so freaking hot here already...and it's technically not even summer yet. I'm afraid for July and August. And I swear I'm convinced that New Orleans sits just outside the gates of Hell and no one realizes it. We are rapidly approaching a time when I feel the need to shower three times a day because the mere act of walking from my office to the car leaves me a sweaty mess.
Other than the heat though, life is good.