Sally, one of my weight instructors, was back from Little Rock for a day, so she came in to teach a class. OMG – her body rocks, she’s sporting a well honed six-pack and a butt that resembles carved stone AND she shakes that butt like a porn star sort of like something out of a Girls Gone Wild video except with the excitement and energy of Fred LeBlanc. “Are you shaking it, Rachel?” she yells in the jammed packed class. She said all she does in Little Rock is work out incessantly because she is bored out of her mind, and that the only spice people know there are salt and pepper, and she misses home so much she could cry on a daily basis. And she said I have to stop talking about it because I’m going to cry now.
She’s bringing her entire family back to New Orleans but there are details to work out – homes, insurance, school – all of these things that so many people here are trying to figure out. But she said “I miss N’awlins so much.” And we miss you, Sally.