Going in Circles

Bay St. Louis Bridge

My sweetie and I went to Camp Getaway, our house in Bay St. Louis, this weekend and found the weather too oppresive to do much of anything except stay in the air conditioned house.   Well...I'll speak for myself.  Tony put up the last two storm shutters he built and he and SkippyJon, his new worker cat pal, spent some time downstairs doing guy stuff while Pookie, the Queen Kitty, and I stayed upstairs and did our girl stuff...napping, reading, napping; you get the picture.  Seems the two tuxedo cats have claimed Tony as their person but I'll do in a pinch or at meal time. Since it was too hot to launch the boat, we decided to take a ride down hwy 90 Saturday afternoon and go do a little shopping in Gulfport.  I was shocked to see quite a few people on the beach in spite of the heat.  There were also a lot of workers up and down the beach cleaning up any trash, debris or tar balls seen from the oil spill.  We are all relieved that the well cap seems to be holding, that our Mississippi waters were reopened for fishing on Thursday and that the oil seems to be going away much more quickly than anticipated.  The booms are still out and it will be so wonderful when they are gone and no longer mar the beautiful coast line and waters.

Saturday evening just before six o'clock we discussed what we wanted to do for supper.  That's dinner to some of you.  We decided on Ricky's, a local eatery.   I said I could call in our order and go pick it up but he said no let's just go there to eat.  We got there a little after six and found a line out the door so we decided to ride around a little while and then try back.   We rode around old town Bay St. Louis and admired the great old houses and enjoyed the time together.  Thirty minutes later we dicided to go back to Ricky's and hoped that the crowd had thinned.   No luck.  A longer line.  OK, where from here???   We rode around some more and it seemed everywhere we thought we'd like to eat was packed.  By this time it was almost eight o'clock.  We headed back to Ricky's and got inside and put our names on the waiting list.  To our surprise it was only a short while until we were called.   My initial delight was short lived as we were led to the very back table by the bar and the "smokers".  Neither of us can tolerate smoke so we were put back on the waiting list.  It seemed everyone in the place was either just placing their order or had just recieved their food.   I told Tony that we should just place a to go order and come back and get it.  So we did and for another twenty minutes rode the streets of Bay St. Louis up and down and all around.  We both were getting extremely hungry and  a little irritiable.  At eight fifteen we picked up our order and at eight thirty, two hours after I initially offered to pick up an order, we sat down at our dining table to eat our "to go" order!