Letting loose, since Beth let me take over the blog!
I've been rebelling against past cutesy photos. Last week I hopped a train and made it to Bourbon Street just in time for festivities.
As soon as I can wade out of this mess and get back to Houston, I'll think about it. Beth said she used to give up candy as a kid. But she also confided that during Lent, she stored every uneaten treat in an empty Nestle's Quik container. I say that's cheating.
Dang, Beth! Stop posting on my blog!
I can't believe she posted another Where's Waldo thing. Okay, so I'm in a bowl of stupid decorations at Beth's house.
I'm a little late starting Lent, but I'm going to give up lying. So, fine... I never went to New Orleans.
Maybe next year!
My mom gave me this tiny bear over 25 years ago... because I like small things.