Things have been quiet around these parts lately. I have been working hard on the "Grows" component of "A BermuDiana Grows in Providence." In early March, despite being happily employed in my current position, I took a chance and applied for a new job. The last month has been consumed with learning, prepping, interviewing, negotiating and, last but not least, decision making. This is exhausting stuff for a change-averse introvert to process, so I had to take a small step back from blogging and social media.
Today, however, I'm thrilled to announce that I've proudly accepted the promotion, and on May 5th I'll start my new job! I'm so grateful to have had the support of friends, family and colleagues throughout each phase, and I'm excited to take this next step in my career.
Move over, Real Housewives! I have just discovered the most amazing reality TV show: Discovery Channel's Ragin' Cajuns.
The star of the show? The Louisiana Bayou; and she's a "fickle temptress." This show has it all (in no particular order): a pet raccoon,
family feuds, age old superstitions, bacon wrapped shrimp, back
stabbing deck-hands, Louisiana accents, gators, and hardened, seafaring
men who unabashedly talk about how much they love their daddies (really,
they call their fathers "daddy").
The series follows a handful of Louisiana shrimping captains on their hunt for "Louisiana white gold." Their livelihoods rest in the
hands of mother nature; as a result, these shrimpers often find themselves navigating some precarious financial situations. The BP oil spill had a
devastating impact on the Bayou's shrimp population, and the wreckage of
Katrina still weighs heavy on the hearts and minds of these ragin' Cajuns, but
"in Bayou country everybody dances, [and] nobody shakes it quite like
Blimp!"
