David Bowie got me through Mardi Gras. He did this, inadvertently, by up and passing away in early January this year. I found out on a Monday morning after the day it happened, groggy on the porch, waking up to a new day and a new week. I read it on Facebook. It devastated me….
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Mardi Gras Part 1: Delusional!
Well, hello there world! Greetings from the other side of Mardi Gras. I am laughing so hard right now at my first Mardi Gras post of the year, whereupon I shared my excitement and overwhelmedness about being busy preparing for my FIRST EVER PARADE. I’m not laughing because it was ridiculous or otherwise laughable. I’m…
Whereupon It All BEGINS
Hail! The Twelve Days of Christmas have come and gone, and upon that Partridge’s last resounding squawk from the boughs of its Pear Tree, Twelfth Night emerged upon us and, at long LAST, that most glorious of seasons began, the season that inspires one to truly and fully realize what a delightfully weird and incredible…
Winter Blush
MAN, was it cold last Friday night. I’m talking go-outside-and-instantly-lose-feeling-in-your-hands cold. Bitter-damp-wind-swirling-off-the-river-soaking-into-your-bones-and-soul COLD! But when J and I walked into Generations Hall at 9:00 that night, I warmed right up, inside and out. It was that time of year again! Time to Blush with the Pussyfooters, at Blush Ball 2015. It’s funny – last year,…
Halfway to Mardi Gras
When I last left my fearless reader, I was suddenly approached with a Decision. To go to a parade, or to (gasp!) miss a parade? What a cliffhanger. J and I mulled it over for about 20 minutes (maybe half an hour) before making our final decision. We had already programmed ourselves into the mindset…
The Fine China
My lips have not graced the smooth cool rim of an actual glass while drinking a beverage in a very long time. Since Mardi Gras, in fact. Well, save for the occasional cup of hot tea, or coffee, which is a fairly rare occurrence between late May and sometime in mid-October. See, not only was…
We Let Those Bon Temps Rouler!
And good lawd did it wear us out! J and I live four blocks from St. Charles, so we leapt quite zealously into parade season, with the strong goal of Seeing Every Parade that Passes By For the Next Two Weeks. We almost made it. By d’Etat Friday, we had to take the night off. …
Parade Daze
Well, the Daze hasn’t started JUST yet. As the old song goes, “We’ve only just beguuuuun…” It’s parade time, y’all! I’ve been waiting for this since about a month after Mardi Gras last year, after I’d had some time to recoup. I love Carnival season. I love how, starting at Twelfth Night, it just starts…
Hail Iris, 2014
Living here, you hear the phrase, “Steeped in New Orleans Tradition,” a lot. Just this Friday, I finally got to experience just what that phrase means. I found myself in the happy situation, about a month ago, of opening up my work email and seeing a message from the gal just down the hall from…
