My first blog

Well, my name is Daisy. I'm an 84 year old grandmother (my birthday was on Thanksgiving day), and my grandaughter helped me set my blog up. I plan to post small, everyday things, that bring a shot of pleasure, but are not earth shaking events.

To start with, I had many small (and large) pleasures over Thanksgiving holidays in New Orleans with my daughter, grandchildren (grown up) and my grandson's girl friend. It included wonderful food (including a Doberge cake from Gambino's Bakery), shopping, rushing into a bar to see the overtime of LSU/Arkansas game (not a pleasure that LSU lost), my grandson's tour of New Orleans to show us good, and still recovering neighborhoods and institutions, and lots of good coversations with my family.

The I10 interstate between Lafayette and Baton Rouge is closed due to a natural gas well fire close to the road, so my daughter drove all the way on highway 90, which took us through fields of sugar cane being harvested and maritime industries not seen in North Louisiana. It took seven hours to get from Shreveport to New Orleans, but no big traffic snarls, except normal rush hour traffic in NO. We stayed at my friends' home (they went to Destin for the holidays). They are still restoring their Katrina damaged home, and it was a dose of reality for us how much damage was done and how slow the recovery can be.

There was a lot of excitment everywhere in NO, becausse two BIG football games were going to be played right after Thanksgiving. In addition to the LSU/Arkansas game on Friday, the Bayou Classic game, between Grambling and Southern Universities was played on Saturday. We saw the most amazing car in the NO downtown traffic Friday afternoon. It was a Nissan sedan, painted purple and gold (I think that's Grambling's colors), and a big Butterfinger candy bar painted on the side, with the name, "Butterfinger". There were six individual TVs in the car (one for each passenger), and when stopped in traffic, the front doors came all the way up, like a person raising her arms above her head. We would like to know what the Butterfinger connection is, and whose car it is.

My son and daughter-in-law called to wish me "Happy Birthday", and when we got home, another grandson had called to do the same. What great kids and grandkids I have.

Blogging is totally new to me, so you may not find this interesting, but I am taking a small pleasure in writing it down.

Bear with me. I'll find more interesting small pleasures to tell you about. What are yours?

Grandma Daisy