I am dreaming of New Orleans today, where the streets are paved in crawfish, daiquiris are sold by the gallon, and where my favorite sister-in-law has probably collapsed beneath the weight of her shiny, plastic beads. It's not that I don't miss you guys every single day, I just miss you more today, crawfish.
Just kidding. I am of course referring to daiquiris.
From the sister-in-law archives: Mom will always love me a little bit more
From the N'awlins archives: How to Pay for College with Witchcraft
A better idea: Let's dance.