I'll give you a minute.
If that sounds like a small town without so much as a Starbucks or a movie theater, then you're on the right track. It's about 50 miles northeast of New Orleans on the Louisiana-Mississippi line.
I'm going home.
We had always talked about relocating when we were emptynesters. We decided we would give Elijah a year to get himself settled before we left. He's not where we had expected him to be, but maybe a little space is just what's needed to give him a chance to learn to stand on his own feet.
I suspect we will actually be living in or around Covington, La. That's on the North Shore of Lake Pontchartrain, about half-way between Bogalusa and New Orleans.
There's a Cafe du Monde and an Acme Oyster House there.
Just think of all the SAINTS games I'll get on TV (all of them!!)! Less than an hour from my beloved New Orleans! Less than 100 miles from my hometown on the Mississippi coast!
I've been watching Sundry's move from Seattle to Eugene, Oregon, very closely. Right now I'm hanging on her words: Hey, me-of-thirty-plus-days-ago: Stop being so worried about change. Because I haven't relocated to a new city in 26 years.
Current state of mind: Completely overwhelmed by all that has to be done.
And so we're off to the land of magnolias and pelicans. Let the adventure begin.