OK,
I DID make it back from New Orleans.
At least in my little universe, the month of March "came in like a lion" and has consistently maintained the personality of a Tazmanian Devil. If it was ever even thinking about "going out like a lamb," the lamb would have been fully slaughtered, properly "frenched" and served up with a nice cabernet-shallot reduction by now.
I WILL get back to blogging, but I don't know when.
I'm hoping that April showers wash away the March glowers.