Relief From the Cold

Friday, December 7: Wearing a wool cap and a leather jacket over a wool sweater, I hopped on a plane out of Grand Rapids for home and just didn't feel bad about it at all. On arriving in Baton Rouge, I had already shed the jacket, rolled up the sleeves of my sweater and stuffed the wool cap into one of my bags.

Darlene had been sick with the crud and missed 3 work days so she wasn't into eating out or visiting friends and relatives so we went directly home. Both of us were a little hungry so I fired up Boudreau and ran up to DeAngelo’s Pizzeria for her and picked up a calzone and a shrimp poboy at Gulfnet for me.

Saturday morning, Darlene was still feeling badly and the last thing she wanted was me hanging around while she continued to sleep. Even though I felt a little guilty for enjoying myself while she stayed home, I overcame my reluctance and rode the motorcycle into Baton Rouge to see my grandson, Henry (yes, Jared and Jaime too). Pretty spooky in that much fog.

By 11 AM, the fog had begun to burn off and the road was dry so I called Louis, a friend of 25+ years and agreed on meeting in St Francisville. Arriving there, I found the streets crowded with people enjoying "Christmas In The Country", and annual event that draws people from Mississippi to Baton Rouge. After making a few passes through the middle of town and dodging jaywalking pedestrians I managed to find Louis taking aim at a jambalaya stand. I parked the Harley, talked a bit with Jan and some of their relatives and wandered back into the center of town to check out a black gospel band. The smell of barbecue and the smoke of open grills permeated the warmness of the day. I think I had missed the parade.

Before long, Louis and I cranked our bikes up and headed east on Hwy 10 through Jackson, turned north on 19 and drove through towns I'd never been in like Wilson and Norwood before getting to Centerville, MS.,where we then turned back west toward Woodville and eventually back south to St Francisville. I have to admit, that was some pretty country up in the northern part of the Felicianas and southern Mississippi. As we cruised in 80 degree weather, I couldn't help but think of the cold and snowy conditions in Grand Rapids.

Arriving home, Darlene was feeling a bit better but wasn't into going out so we concocted a batch of red beans & rice and apple pie before both nodding off while watching a boring movie on TV.

Sunday was equally beautiful but Darlene was still in no mood for getting out so I went up for a short visit with Jared, Jaime and Henry and met Blaise & Laurie before having to come back, repack and catch a plane for Grand Rapids. I'll note that there was a fifty degree difference between home and the 28 degrees I arrived at in Michigan.

Again, it was a wonderful weekend.