What a differance 24 hours can make. . . . After church it was so nice outside that we went downtown to Serda for coffee and one of those half carraffe of double de-caf mocha amaretto whipped delights that Deborah drinks. After reading Lagniappe and some social chit-chat we went by Bienville Square only to find the tents and crowd were for a gay-rights event. . . Sorry, we must be going, we are in the wrong place at the wrong time. But a nice drive out Old Shell Rd. to window shop and, of course, stop at Pohlmans Bakery for peanut butter cookies helped releive the adroit fear from the Bienville Square episode. Life is good with peanut butter cookies.