Shorter days suck

We started off the day early and headed to Lake Pontchartrain for a morning of trout fishing with Captain Greg and To Fish Charters (www.tofishcharters.com). We made our way through the thick fog to the far side of the Causeway and started fishing. Man I love that lake. After the fog burned off, I watched the pelicans dive for food all morning, daydreamed about where the airplanes were going and coming from, and watched Greg and my Beloved fight over speckled trout.

After about three hours of fishing, I decided to sit back and relax. I tried convincing My Beloved (once again) that this is the best place on earth. Southeast Louisiana is beautiful. The water, the trees, not to mention the lifestyle. Life is meant to be lived abundantly and you can definitely do that here. I suppose the fact that he’s got a stable firefighting job in San Antonio is the rational reason for not selling everything and moving. Grown up responsibilities suck too.

35 fish later, we made our way back to the dock under the beautiful blue, sunny sky. It was the perfect morning.

By the time we got home and took the obligatory vacation-nap, it was now 5pm and getting dark. Seriously?? There’s so much more to do and it’s dark? I really hate the shorter days. When it gets dark it feels like bedtime and that just sucks.

But we’ve got Red Beans and Rice on the stove and the family WhoDats are headed over to watch the Saints on Monday Night football. Just gotta catch my second wind.

Have I mentioned how much I love this place?