Muses and other weird phenomenon
We are attempting to see our first parade of the season, not that any of us are really 100% better, but we’re good enough. We strategically parked the car by the parade route and are hailing a cab and hoping the weather and we hold up.
It’s not that I’m not in the Carnival spirit – I am – but this sickness has me down and so I’m trying to rally for two very blatant reasons:
Reason #1 – we promised Tin he’d see a marching band and he is too cute to let him down:
Reason #2 – if ever I cease to love Mardi Gras, I know I have gotten old:
