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Would you believe I went through all of Mardi Gras and did not take one picture?

I'm all caught up - and cold!

 

Okay, so know these aren't feet pictures, but I thought I would reward myself and my potential readers with some bonus photos of recent times, above.  I am all caught up with my pictures, and will start positing in a timely manner.  

35 feet? But I only have 2!

35 foot tall tree at Miracle on Fulton St. in downtown NOLA.  I wish the photo gave the tree justice!

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

Natchitoches Christmas Festival

Fireworks on the riverbank above, Christmas lights below.  Why is it that bright lights have us mesmerized?

Happiness at My Toe Tips

This picture is pure Happy.  

I'm home at my parents' house, wearing very cute gold flats, watching my two loves play together in the falling snow.  

My perspective here is to be envied, for sure.

A little Left Over Voodoo

I hadn't started to blog when I started this process, all of the past entries were months ago.  Every October, Voodoo Music Experience takes over City Park.  I am in love with the huge metal letters staged in front of NOMA welcoming you into the music fest.  At night, it would light up, and completely added to the vibe of this year's Voodoo that featured acts like KISS and The Flaming Lips.  Let me just say, The Flaming Lips were so weird, so strange, so amazingly AWESOME.  They are a must-see concert for anyone that hasn't.  

THe really cool part about my photo:  Behind me, there was an art installation of small mounds of grass about the size of a basketball.  Thesee mounds spelled out "welcome" in braille.  Incredible!

Beware of Those Behind the Fence

The Angola Prison Rodeo - a place where murderers rehabilitating offenders show of their craft work as well as their devil-may-care rodeo attitudes, and mingle with the outside community (somewhat).  No cameras are allowed inside, you know, so we don't treat them like they are zoo animals.  The inmates look forward to this all year long, and work for the position that they eventually earn (or do not earn).  It is amazing, I love it, and I have now been twice.  The acres upon  acres of land that make up the Angola Penitentiary is awe-inspiring.  The amount of inmates that are behind bars for life because of capital crimes is unsettling.  But damn it all, they  have the best cedar chests and rocking chairs in the whole country!

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An Experience to Have

The Preservation Hall Jazz Band is housed in Preservation Hall right next to Pat O's in the French Quarter of NOLA.  I have now been to their show about 4 times, and every time is a treat.  It is a very small room, with 2 benches, a couple pillows up at the very front, and standing room in the back.  It is cramped as hell very intimate.  Every New Orleanian must go to Preservation Hall at least once, I think, to be considered a true New Orleanian.  No, living out your vices during Mardi Gras doesn't do it.  No, knowing how to pronounce the street names doesn't do it either.  PHJB is what indoctrinates you into the culture.

As you can see, we got there early and sat on pillows at the very front.  It is the best, other than the benches!

Wild Turkey Always Drags Me Away

What's with the turkey basters, you ask?  Hm...

Team Name:  Inglourious Basters (Thanksgiving Tournament)

What's in the jar, you ask?  Hm...

evil.... EVIL liquid! --with a Thanksgiving Theme