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Welcome to 2024 ya'll!

If you haven't read the previous blog post, you should probably go back and read it first. It'll explain how I got here...

So I made a decision. Remember in that last post in October - Yes, it's been a minute, I'll try to do better from here on out. Anyway, remember how I was struggling with trying to decide how to less offensively adult without fundamentally altering all this gloriousness that is my warped sense of humor and questionable personalities. Well, that 6th one won. That 6th one wants to be as real and authentic as I can be this year, with myself and with others. Which means I'm probably going to piss off a lot of people. Not intentionally, but maybe not unintentionally either. I'm not going to go out of my way to piss people off, but I'm also not going to be "lying to make friends" as my good friend Cena says. That "lying to make friends" part is something I've done a lot of in the past. And I don't mean lying to be lying in a malicious way (yes, I know a few big words), I mean lying to myself and others about who I am and my place in this world just to "fit in" and "make friends". I am who I am, and I know that I am a lot. The thing that is different is, for the first time in my life, I can say that me being a lot is ok. You will either like me or you won't, and that is ok. I'm not going to pretend to be something I'm not just to get folks to like me, and that's ok. I've never really said that before, much less felt it with any kind of conviction. I'm sure it's going to be a work in progress, so I'll keep you posted on that. The point is, I am going to be the sassiest, snarkiest, user of my questionable personalities and warped sense of humor that I can be, and that is ok.

Now that I've got the serious stuff out of the way, let's get to the goodies. Ya'll. It's Mardi Gras. And as I said in my newsletter, the struggle is real. - On a side note, if you didn't get the newsletter, sign up! It's got all the latest and greatest happenings. - Now, back to the King Cake struggle. I Love King Cake. I don't think you can even call yourself a Louisianian if you don't love King Cake. (If you don't know what a King Cake is, just ask the google, the google knows all.) My favorite filling is praline. Which is sugar, wrapped with sweetbread, covered in sugar. It's a LOT of sugar. And that brings me to my struggle... I am not supposed to have (nor does my butt really need) that much sugar in my body. But it's sooooo good!! And King Cakes are big, like half a sheet cake big. And because I'm a traditionalist, I will only eat King Cake during Mardi Gras because having them at any other time of the year is akin to blasphemy. And I know if I buy one, I'm going to eat more that one piece..... But also, it's my Birthday soooo.... If ya'll read about this crazy woman that ate herself into a food coma consuming King Cake on her birthday just know that I went out in a blaze of sugery glory with both purple, green, & gold icing and a smile smeared across my face!

Also, ya'll. It is freaking cold. Like it got down to 20 degrees last night cold. Yes, I know, that "ain't nothin" to all you Northern dwelling folks, but let me just tell you, we are not prepared for this kind of coldness. We. Are. In. South. Louisiana. We don't do cold! I don't know which one of ya'll left the door open, but you need to close that shit cause ya'll's weather has escaped and it's down here in our yard causin trouble! Seriously! The whole damn state is shut down and there isn't a gallon of milk or loaf of bread to be found for 200 miles. And don't even get me started on the road conditions. We don't have salt trucks. We have two guys with shovels standing in the back of a moving dump truck! It's not pretty. All I can do at this point is thank all that is holy that Louisiana only has three days of winter and it looks like we are getting them all out of the way at one time! I'm going to need to put on another pair of socks just to make it through the day.

Ya'll stay warm, order a King Cake, and sign up for the newsletter!! If I survive the sugar rush and the freezing feet, then ya'll will be hearing from me again when I've got something to tell! Maybe I'll start a Storytelling Tuesday. Hmmm...

Disclaimer ~

In order to protect the innocent (or guilty), all names of any characters involved in any event shared here will be changed. Also, any and all stories shared here will be highly embellished, exaggerated, and quite possibly be flat out lies, and may not be copied, printed, published, re-told, stolen, or whatever else, without my written permission.

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