


We just got back from our first p-rade of the season. And just like every year I think of my best friend, Jeanie. She loves MG and the dancing girls/marching bands just as much as I do. I tried to get a photo of my favorite dance team of the parade but I couldn't get close enough. I promise better scenes tomorrow, Jean. So you can feel like you're right there with us.
As you can see, W has not quite gotten into the Mardi Gras spirit, but I know, without a doubt that there is a carnival gene in there just waiting to burst out. It could have something to do with the fact that they only threw red beads. We need a little carnival color, mister.
So until tomorrow....
By Gawd It's Cawnival Tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiime!!!!
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