The view from the balcony off the private dining room at Galatoire’s was lovely. I drank two milk punches – my favorite New Orleans drink. I laughed a lot, but then I got a little bit of the bourbon blues. I came home and drew. I had to. Then I forgot to do my blog. Completely slipped my mind.
I also haven’t been able to write the letters from Aimée for my Kickstarter campaign. I only wrote one. I might need to rent a place in Galveston and do it from there. After all, what’s the point of resisting a $500 hat, if you won’t spend the money on travel instead?