God, my car needs washed. Yuck.Isn’t she the cutest being in the entirety of all the universes???
Fly.
Just kidding.
Get a driver.
Preferably one with a license and opposable.
I’m kidding. Kind of. I love(ish) driving. I might be getting tired of road trips. Ergo, the driver comment. Twenty hours, give or take, in the car a couple times a month is a little bit like dying slowly alone in a box on wheels. That’s hyperbole. It’s like running a marathon; except, I’ve never run a marathon, so that is also a guess. It’s kind of terrible. I, also, am kind of addicted. Obviously. Expensive but still cheaper than heroine, I’m told.
The first twelve hours feel like a bad TV marathon, but you’re too lazy to get up and change the channel back when the dial was on the TV. The next five hours are when you hit the too-delirious-to-give-a-shit phase. This is the money zone. I love that zone. It’s when my voice is the right amount of shitty and perfect for belting out all the songs I should never try to begin with. The last hour or three are the worst because I’m sooooo close but still 183.29 miles to go. That’s the math phase. If I were to go over the speed limit – I never do, for realsies, ask my best friends – I could make it there in two hours if I manage to average 98.5 miles per hour. Again this is fantasy because I’ve been in the car for 18 hours, and I’m ready to offer myself to my ancestors by way of seppuku to get out of this damn aluminum transportation device.
Peace out North Carolina! Actually, this was taken in Galveston, Texas. Shhh….
I like road tripping because I can take my dog. Beau doesn’t fly. I’m too poor and she’s too dog to fly. It’s also convenient to have a car at my end destination. I hate relying on people. Unless, it’s my best friends forever and always til the Big Crunch because where would I go without them anyways? It tends to be cheaper than flying but not always. I can bring as much ridiculous crap as I want without having to pay for checked bags. Who knows! I might need those seven pairs of shoes, a ballgown, all of my makeup, 26 books, and a yoga mat – I don’t do yoga, but I could be inspired on this latest adventure. You just don’t know!!! AND the apocalypse might happen or a house fire or I can’t stand the people I’m visiting all of a sudden out of the blue, and I don’t want to sleep on the sidewalk or a bench beating people away with a stick from stealing my stuff, so I bring my car because I can sleep in it push comes to shove.
Any who… I’m leaving North Carolina this evening on the next leg of my road trip extravaganza. Let me know if you want a recording of the singing happening between hours fourteen and sixteen tonight.
More people came before and after. We had fun. Can you find me?The last batch!!!Me, Mom, and my Aunt!My cutie patootie cousin!
Family is one of those complicated things. I have not always been close with mine. Extended family were around when I was younger, but they were never a huge part of my life especially in my teen and adult years. No one person’s fault, life just works out that way. I was also in a weird age bracket. I was the oldest by a lot (my brother not included) of my first cousins. The extended cousins were either much, much older or much, much younger. Now, as I’m nearing 30, my cousins view me as an adult like them [yay, finally!!!], or I get to be the fun much older cousin.
The chef, my cousin, sharing the plunger of honor to cook the crawfish. It’s a thing. I promise.
In March, I went on a cruise for my Grandma’s 80th birthday. I hadn’t seen the aunts, uncles, or cousins in about fourteen years. I fell a little bit in love with them. While I was there, I was invited to my great aunt’s 80th birthday party in Maryland over Memorial Day weekend. The cousins I stayed with in Germany – eight years ago – throw an annual crawfish boil, which made the perfect birthday gathering.
Kelsey pulling her weight in the… kitchen.
I would just like to inform you, my family has this ‘All Are Welcome’ attitude. I found out I come by that trait genetically. There was a swirl of cousins, aunts, uncles, relatives by marriage, friends, and strangers. As an introvert, I am not comfortable in crowds but I also hate feeling like an outsider. I hadn’t seen a lot of my family in a very long time, but they never made me feel like I wasn’t included. I wanted my bestie to see my grandma and also because I wanted someone to be able to lean on and know in a crowd. My family made her feel right at home and kept our plates well stocked.
Precooked crawfish. Still alive and pinchin’.
This part of my family hails from New Orleans. I spent a huge amount of time there growing up, so it feels like home for me too. They moved all across the country; many are on the East coast. New Orleans is known for food. There’s nothing quite as Louisiana as a crawfish boil. Almost 200 pounds of crawfish were brought in fresh and consumed. I can’t really explain the scale of this party because it was immense. My great aunt is loved, so she brought in a crowd. My cousins are loved and make friends everywhere they go. Throughout the course of the afternoon, there had to have been close to 200 people at the party. Everyone had a blast and ate their fill of crawfish, shrimp, sausage, potatoes, corn, and mushrooms. I’m a fan of crawfish boils. Enjoying one surrounded by family made it even better.
Kelsey trying crawfish for the VERY first time.
The food was amazing. The fun was even better. It’s been a long time since I have been to a party quite like that. Even longer since I was surrounded by family. I had a blast. I can’t wait to make it next year.
Kelsey and I.Me sucking the head. Also a thing.Mama getting her crawfish on.
I’ve been lazy. I haven’t been keeping up with blog posts like I intend to. So this is about three months after I visited Oak Alley, but better late than never. Also it’s super old. Things don’t change that quickly. The grass has probably been cut, and that’s about it.
Walking in the grass at Oak Alley Plantation in Vacherie, Louisiana. | DressRoots of a live oak and the big house at Oak Alley Plantation.
Oak Alley is just one of those places. It is absolutely stunning; so much so, it has become iconic. The grounds are an hour outside of New Orleans in Vacherie. Driving between NOLA and Vacherie gives you a good idea of what rural Louisiana looks like. What used to be a running plantation is now a museum with a restaurant and inn serving as a reminder of the American South’s unfortunate history.
Standing in between the rows of live oaks at Oak Alley Plantation. | Dress | Jean Jacket | Sandals
I remember driving passed Oak Alley at fourteen. My family was visiting relatives after Katrina, and we spent a day driving around the countryside outside of New Orleans. It was dusk when we drove by stopping just outside the front gate. The house was lit up from the outside at the end of a path lined by ancient live oak trees. It was magnificent, and a vision I will never forget. It wasn’t until I was in New Orleans for a bachelorette party a few years ago that I actually toured the plantation. The house is beautiful, but the grounds are the truly wonderful aspect. The plantation earned its name from the twenty-eight live oaks lining a walkway up to the front door of the house. It features a guided tour of the “Big House,” a slavery exhibit, a sugar cane exhibit, and more. There is a restaurant and inn on the grounds. The restaurant has some seriously amazing bread pudding. The gift shop also has some amazing pralines. If you’re lucky, you can have some warm and fresh.
View of the big house and the live oaks at Oak Alley Plantation.
Some of the oak trees are almost three hundred years old. The larger branches extend and drop to the ground. The roots are knotty and huge. Spanish moss grows on the trees. When the light hits them just right, it’s what bayou dreams are made of. Movies and pictures will never do it justice.
Roots and live oaks at Oak Alley Plantation.
Oak Alley was a sugar cane plantation built on the suffering of slaves. Sugar cane was known as white gold because of how much it was worth. Growing, harvesting, and refining was back breaking and dangerous. Slaves were bought and sold, so people could have their sugar. In those days, there was rich, then there was sugar cane rich. Oak Alley was the latter. The history goes back almost 200 years, but the live oak trees are even older than that. Walking the grounds is simultaneously enchanting and haunting. It’s difficult to think about how one place can be home to so much beauty and misery. All history is fraught with abuse, but it should never be overlooked. Remembering what really happened is an important part of embracing history.
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Axpona is one of those things you try to explain to your friends and they respond with “A what?” It’s a stereo convention in Schaumburg, Illinois. My dad went in 2018 and had a blast. We both love music, so he invited me along a year ahead of time for 2019.
I would love to describe this to you in a way that will do it justice, but I can’t. Dad explained it to me a year ago; I thought I had an idea. Nope. Axpona stands for Audio Expo North America and lasts three days. Audiophile paradise. It’s at a convention center-hotel combo. The ballrooms and convention rooms are full of headphones, home entertainment centers, accessories, records, and more. Seven floors of hotel rooms, every other room is home to a stereo, amp, speaker, wire, etc. company. You could truly spend all three days there and not see everything in a meaningful way. We spent two full days there and are still talking about the rooms we missed. Sunday was cut short due to April snow.
Growing up, my dad would pull out records and start playing them. “Listen.” I heard it often. Little me didn’t love listening as much as watching Dad light up listening and talking about music. As I grew up, I started down my own music journey. I love making it more than almost anything. My whole life, Dad has been introducing me to music and other people who stop by long enough to have a listen. A few years ago, he started building his own speakers and has a designated room. As a grown up, we’ll go back and forth playing music for each other. Our tastes are so eclectic, you really never know what will pop up.
I don’t know much about stereos. I know more now than I did because of Axpona. There was an overwhelming amount of audio stuff. Some things stuck out more than others. Here is my list of most memorable speakers. As I write this in my office, I’m listening to speakers I bought from the expo. I love them. Beau… Does not.
AvantGarde Acoustic – If I ever fall into a pot of gold. Hello, gorgeous. These are horn speakers. They are beautiful and amazing and expensive. They’re based out of Germany and took up the Presidential suite. The rep had some pretty awesome and varied music choices, which did nothing but help sell the speakers. The sound is open and pure in a way you don’t hear often. It’s as close to having the musicians next to you as I’ve ever heard. A side room had another more affordably expensive style of speaker, and those were just as amazing. It really is so impressive what the horns can accomplish. We ended up revisiting the room and staying awhile. If you ever have a chance to hear them, holy crap. They’re also artwork.
Vanatoo – These were a surprise. Based out of Washington, these are small speakers. I mean tiny. I have books that are bigger in size and weight. You spend two days walking around hearing big things with big price tags. Then, you walk into this room and go “huh.” They don’t require an amp or a subwoofer. There are two sizes small and slightly bigger. They’re plug and play. Perfect for apartments or offices. I loved that the rep had three short songs he played three times 1) on the small speakers 2) on the not-as-tiny speakers 3) with a subwoofer. It was great for comparison. Spoiler. These are what I’m listening to. They’re small and super impressive. They have rave reviews from people who know what they’re talking about and me. The small ones are $359 and the less small ones are $599. In stereo world: dirt cheap. I LOVE them. They are so easy to install and use. I have hooked them up to my TV and moved them around the house. They’re so good, and they can get REALLY loud. Not that I would ever do that to my neighbors…
Troy Audio – The sound quality was great! The reps had a great sense of humor. The room also came with tequila and chile mangoes. It’s a good sell. These are handmade and combine the classic 1940’s loudspeaker with modern technology to create a really unique sound. Not only is it beautiful and unique to look at, the sound is equally so.
Wilson Audio – I like to call this the keep dreaming room. Amazing. If you have a million dollars and change laying around a) feel free to send me some b) these are amazing. I don’t even want to talk about it because it makes my wallet hurt. The sound was pretty phenomenal. Impressive is an understatement.
MBL – These are unique. They weren’t the only omnidirectional speakers at the expo, but these were the most interesting to look at. You walk into the room and wonder where the speakers are because what your seeing looks like it could be a lamp, a non-functioning fountain, or a sculpture. Omnidirectional means the speaker doesn’t just project forward the way a traditional speaker does; it projects 360° to fill the entire room. I wouldn’t say they’re the best speakers in the world (they are good), but they are really cool.
MartinLogan – These are wild. My dad has talked about these before, so it was cool to see them. They’ve been around for 30 odd years and are based out of Kansas – go Midwest! They are very thin and translucent. Yes. You can see through them. They are an electrostatic loudspeaker, which means they are nothing like what I or you grew up with. They create sound through force on a membrane suspended in an electrostatic field. It sounds like science fiction, and it kind of looks like it too. The sound is truly amazing. The price ranges from ouch to if-I-had-a-real-job/didn’t-travel I could afford that.
Here’s the thing about stereo systems. You can spend a gobton of money. You can also spend $359 and get something fabulous. I’m listening to that right now. You can buy them on Amazon, here. I highly suggest. If money (and space) weren’t an issue, I would absolutely buy some AvantGarde speakers. There’s also a little bit of ridiculous to it. Spending $50,000 on a pair of headphones when my $125 headphones work is bonkers to me. To each their own, but I could buy a handful of other things and a nice pair of headphones for $50,000. It’s truly amazing what was at Axpona. This is audio equipment you absolutely cannot find at Best Buy or probably many other places. It would be far too expensive to have something like this in a showroom.
If you’re an audiophile: go. I can’t suggest it more. I already have Axpona on my calendar for the next year two years. So come say hi! I’ll be one of three ladies.
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When I was young, I couldn’t wait to be old enough to wear bikinis. Then, I got old enough and didn’t love them so much. I felt exposed. Then, I got even older, and I just don’t give a fuck anymore. I love swimsuits because they mean I’m at the beach or by the pool. My apartment has a pool, and I don’t spend as much time by it as I should. When I first moved to Texas, I had very few swimsuits. Now, I have a whole bunch. It didn’t stop me from buying a few more for my cruise last month, though.
I found several from Asos and JustFab and Target. I love one piece swimsuits; being as tall as I am, they are kind of hard to find. So I have a renewed love in bikinis. I’m a huge fan of high waisted bottoms because I can binge on shitty food and not feel totally exposed. Here are all the swimsuits I brought with me on my cruise. I definitely overbought, but that’s fine. They are all on sale, and I adore all of them. Truly. They look so cute!
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Birthday coozies.This is my current most favorite swimsuit.I was ready to sail away in this cute dress!I needed this comfy top and shorts with my sunburn!I love these pants, but the wind took them!Grammy and her oldest brother. Love this top.Everyone for the cruise.
I had never been on a cruise before. I lived most of my life in the Midwest, which made cruises a not very cheap option. Now that I live in Houston, I really should start going on cruises more often.
This cruise was put together to celebrate my grandmother’s 80th birthday. There were 18 of us in attendance. There were three over 80 year olds, one turning 80 this year, a bunch of cousins my parents age, my parents, a seven year old, and a fourteen year old. It was a varied bunch. I roomed with my parents because I like saving money…. As great as they are; next time, I will be getting my own room.
Going into the cruise, I really had no idea what to expect. The only real expectation I had was there would be a lot of water and sky. Those expectations were met. I sailed on the Carnival Triumph for their second to last trip ever before going into dry dock to return under a different name. It was a four day cruise to Cozumel, Mexico. We boarded Thursday morning, I was eating beignets by 10:00 am on Monday morning in the French Quarter. We had a room with a balcony. If you can afford it, have a balcony. They’re great; the view is spectacular. It also helped keep the seasickness to a minimum.
Carnival Cruises have amazing guest relations. I kinda fell in love with Larson – the guy who cleaned our room. He was wonderful. I had a tag in my beach pants, he chased me down the hall and helped me cut it off because “Miss RaeAnna, your tag does not look good!” I appreciate that level of kindness and honesty.
My parental units.
I would call Carnival the Walmart of cruise lines. It is cheap but does the job. It is absolutely excellent for people watching. There are all kinds. I truly, deeply mean that. A whole bunch of fun and laughs, but I think I’m ready for the Target of cruise lines next time.
Here are some things I learned:
Bring your own toilet paper. The toilet paper is awful. One ply. Chaps the butt hole really well, which is unpleasant.
Explore on the first day.Take an hour to walk the entire ship. I’m kind of a stickler for knowing where everything is and how to get there. Taking the time saves more time later especially if you happen to be intoxicated.
Drinks aren’t free. I don’t drink alcohol, but the non-alcoholic versions are only a dollar cheaper than the alcoholic versions. There are drink packages. If you’re going to have more than five drinks a day, go with the package. It pays off.
Super windy. Cruise ships are incredibly windy. Give up on the long hair being down. It won’t work. Also anything that can blow in the wind, will, so dress appropriately.
Eat everything. Unlike drinks. Food is free. I ordered two appetizers and two desserts every single meal because I wanted to try them, and they were free. I gained a few pounds, but I have no regrets. I never want to regret food I didn’t eat.
Look inside the gym. I didn’t work out because I hate it. I did wander the gym. It was at the very front of the boat, and they view was bonkers.
Wifi sucks. It costs money to have any internet. Even after paying the $40, the wifi sucks. It’s good enough to send messages and snapchats to friends on land, but not great for browsing Instagram or uploading videos. Forget streaming. If you don’t need the internet, use the time to digitally detox.
Meet people! I am introvert. I have a horrible time putting myself out there to meet people. I spent the entire cruise hanging out with my parents. They’re great, but they don’t have my kind of dancing stamina. Finally on the last night, I met people and went dancing. I should have done it sooner.
The cruise is not about the destination. I’ve been to Mexico, but I have not done Mexico. I was there for seven hours. I spent the day on the beach and parasailing. I spoke zero Spanish. It doesn’t count. Cruising is about cruising not about the destination.
Bring reading material. Ok. This isn’t a necessity, but I really loved sitting on the deck reading. It was probably my favorite thing. I almost never get to simply enjoy the sun and reading anymore.
Go see stuff.There is a bunch to do. Go do it.
Gambling. Drinking. Oh my. Carnival cruises are geared more towards the gamblers, drinkers, and bingo players. I don’t do any of those things. Luckily, I have fun just listening to music.
I enjoyed my first cruise. I would really like to go again with a friend or a partner, so I can enjoy the nightlife more fully. I’m currently trying to pressure all my gal pals into going on a cruise with me.
