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Saturday, February 6, 2016

Mardi Blah

It's wacky. It's festive. It's steeped in tradition.
It's MARDI GRAS 
(er, Mardi Gras Saturday really - Mardi Gras is Tuesday)
This is Texarkana's third Mardi Gras parade and the area was packed. I like to see that! The parade, which is supposed to be the highlight of the day was kind of lame - but hey, we got to eat some awesome gumbo, fried pork... stuff... and we got to have a nice family outing.

We've all be sick for about a month. We're just spreading the same germs around and it's driving me nuts. I've been running a mild fever for a couple days, I'm coughing up bits of lung but I was more than ready to get out the darn house. Can't keep me from Mardi Gras!

Texarkana Mardi Gras

Texarkana Mardi Gras

GUMBO! GUMBO! GUMBO! GUMBO! GUMBO! GUMBO! GUMBO! GUMBO! GUMBO! GUMBO! GUMBO! GUMBO! GUMBO! GUMBO! GUMBO! GUMBO! 
What's gumbo you ask? It's a cajun stew I guess you could call it? It's crawfish in some kind of brown stuff, served over rice. You can add anything to your gumbo - traditionally shrimp, andouille, alligator (chicken if you've no gator) and crab.

Texarkana Mardi Gras

I think I'm in the wrong line of business. I wanna blow bubbles for a living!


Does this outfit look familiar?
Since I decided to pass on participating in the parade I loaned out my costuming to a good friend who was walking with the rest of the faire folk. Isn't she adorable??
Texarkana Mardi Gras

 Isn't this lamé gown awesome? She made it herself. Ruff, hat and all.She's one of my gypsies at the faire and a very, very loyal faire supporter.
Texarkana Mardi Gras

 The dress below is also handmade. The lady below is a professional seamstress and sells costumes at the faire. She makes all her own stuff and wedding gowns and all sorts of awesomeness. 
Texarkana Mardi Gras


Texarkana Mardi Gras

Texarkana Mardi Gras


Texarkana Mardi Gras

Texarkana Mardi Gras

 I got to catch up with the rest of the crew. Isn't it weird seeing me with the guys wearing street clothes?
Texarkana Mardi Gras

Why did I pass on the parade? Well me and my husband were going to sign up for a ballroom dancing workshop (true) but we realized at the last minute it was scheduled for the same day as the parade. We REALLY wanted to do the dance class but I got pretty irritated that a city organization would schedule something like that DURING a major event also hosted by the city. So it was kind of my way of boycotting the workshop I guess.
This town isn't big enough for event competition. We all need to work together and when I see stuff like that, I see red. 


I didn't walk with the faire group because well, I'm sick and also I wanted to actually SEE a parade, not be in it. This was the second parade of got to watch and not participate in since I was a little girl. I've been in parades all my life! 
Cray!

Oh, and here's my face... and a Mardi Gras headband I bought for Cedar but thought it would look better on me.


Did you do anything for Mardi Gras this Saturday? Got any plans for Tuesday?




Wednesday, February 3, 2016

chocolate balloons


Last night I went on one of my mommy dates. Or mom's night out I guess you'll call it. Since we've been down to one car for almost a friggin year now I only get to leave the house to go grocery  shopping on Saturday (but I have to get the car back at a certain time so husband can run his errands too) and go to church on Sunday. I'm fine with being a homebody  but sometimes I don't get to go grocery shopping or sometimes I just plain don't wanna go to church.
You know what that means?
I won't leave the house until the next weekend.

And how sad is that? Groceries and church is going out for me. SAD ON A CRACKER!

We're getting the husband his own vehicle as soon as the tax return comes in. Yay! 


Like I mentioned before I don't mind hanging out at home, but I'd love to have the option to go when I wanna go. So because I can't do that - sometimes I'll snap as soon as husband gets home, rush to the bedroom to put on some clothes and make up, tell him to feed himself and have the kids in bed by 8pm.
BYE SUCKAH! I'M GOING TO GO NOT DO MOM THINGS!

There's nowhere for me to go though (it's Texarkana, folks) and I don't really have any friends to hang out with and I'm not one who likes to go get felt up in the dark at a honky tonk so I'll just go to the local chain book store and have some coffee or go to a store and look at all the crap I can't buy. I'll get myself a milkshake on the way home, take the scenic route and sing some angsty Incubus song at the top of my lungs.
"PARDON ME WHILE I BURRRST INTOOOO FLAAAAMES"

Someone needs to create mom-angst rock music. Meh, I bet it already exists. If not, maybe I'll just do it myself.
 
So yeah, I'm wearing a skirt pulled up above the bosoms to make a dress. Cedar's war paint is courtesy of her big brother who decided to tattoo the both of them without my permission.
Marker tattoos are allowed in my home - just as long as the markers are washable. 
Does that make me weird that I let my kids draw on themselves and me as well?
 River calls marker tattoos "hoo hoos" He loves getting and giving "hoo hoos".
Maybe one day he'll grow up to be a famous and fabulous hoo hoo artist?

I discovered a store with dollar jewelry and accessories in the mall. The flowers and jewelry were all a dollar. The woven rings were buy-one-get-one from Romancing the Stone (Earthbound Trading Company) clearance for $3 total.
The God's eye were from Romancing the stone as well for $3 total. Loverly. The store is closing and everything is getting marked down dirt cheap. I'm about to go wipe them out as soon as I can!

Do you like hanging out alone?
Does adulting/parenting make you feel a little angsty too?


Monday, January 25, 2016

Wedding. Tennessee. Photos. Stuff.

I'm in a wee bit of a hurry so I can't give you much of a detailed post but I can give you a buttload of photos to look at from the weekend.

Did you know that a buttload is an actual unit of measurement?

Anywho - me and the family took little road trip (277 miles) to the Memphis, Tennessee area for my sister-in-law's wedding.
Sister-in-laws wedding? You ask.
I'll explain in the post.

Government approved traffic sign in TN.

Settling into our hotel room.


The wedding venue. Rustic chic.

And here's the bride and groom! Isn't she gorgeous?
So lemme tell you about this special wedding.
Dori (the bride) is my late brother-in-law's widow.
Did that make sense?
The wife of my husband's brother who passed away a few years ago.

Dori and Zack (my husband's brother) were married about four years when Zach tragically passed away from cancer. Before he met Dori, Zach beat cancer and then his life was improved a million times over when he met and married this Albanian beauty. Unfortunate Zach's cancer came back with a vengeance and Dori cared for him with undying love and patience until he passed away.
 I've never seen loyalty shine so brightly  - I get choked up every time I think about it.

Dori's immediate family all live in Albania so Zach's parent became much like her adoptive mother and father which makes her still very much a part of our family.
Dori and Rob (the new husband) started dating last year (?) and tied the knot this weekend.
I don't know Rob but he seems like a really nice, super laid back, groovy kind of fellow. He's going to fit in well.

Wedding bathroom selfie.

My family.

After the bride and groom had their first dance, the bride pulled out a white handkerchief and twirled it about and her mom put a white fez on the groom. They joined hands, got in a circle and danced a traditional Albanian celebratory dance to some sweet Albanian pop music. I wanted to join so badly but I had to hang on to a super grumpy toddler.
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The wedding favors were chocolates made by a family friend.

That night after I struggled to get the kids to go to sleep (it was awful -THEY were AWFUL) I rewarded myself with a giant burger from the cafe downstairs and local coffee milk ale. 

Quiet time in a hotel room with a burger was tremendously blissful.



The next morning. 

 


 Yeah, Cedar got one nasty boo boo at the wedding. After family portraits she took off running and hit the pavement face first. 

We all went to the Memphis Pyramid which is now a ridiculously huge Bass Pro Shop.
I don't give a crap about Bass Pro Shops but that place was pretty sweet.
There were live animals, restaurants, aquatic displays and even a bowling ally. 
This giant elevator takes you to the top of the pyramid and also to a bar.  
We had to cut our stay short because I was losing my patience with my baby girl.
Cedar squirmed and cried and threw fits the entire trip and I was reaching the end of my rope. 
She was teething, going through a growth spurt, in unfamiliar surroundings -  all with a fresh wicked face injury.
She. Was. Not. Happy.
So we left and headed back to good ol' Tejas.



BONUS PICS:
River turned three on the 20th!
I let him have a go at a lolly pop. And then I tossed it. I'm just not a fan of candy but hey, it was his birthday.


We took him out to eat at a little restaurant with an indoor playground and took him over to a pet supply store to see the animals.


Look at this champ! Someone suggested we tell people she got into a fight with another baby. I'm going to run with that because that's hilarious.


Sunday, January 17, 2016

moooooooooooo!


It's not even 4pm and I'm already thinking about beer.
Hang on - I'm going to go get one right now. 
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Ok, I know you can't tell but I was gone for like 20 minutes. I had to give the kids a snack, ask my husband to take out the trash and change my pajama pants because they were damp for some odd reason. 


So here's what we wore to church today.
I'm sporting a handed down halter sun dress with handed down boots and my fake ponytail wrapped up into a bun.
River jumped in on my pics and posed so sweetly.
Amazing isn't it?
When you WANT to take pics of your kids, cooperation will never be found.
Try to get some pics of yourself and all of a sudden they're Pampers models.


I'm sure you've seen his adorable Chinese shirt already. It's a whole set but with the matching pants he looks like he's in a sweet pair of luxury pajamas and I don't wanna give off the impression that we're so rich that we let our son run about in brocade lounge-wear... you know, because the neighbor's trailer in background of my photos with the aluminum foil covering the window is a surefire sign that we are indeed sooooo bourgeois.



No that's not a baby bump you're seeing there.
That's fat.
Just plain old fat.... and a bad angle.
But mostly fat.

But hey, I am fulfilling my New Years resolution of losing 100lbs. Seventeen days in and I've lost five pounds already from simply putting down the dang fork and lying off the booze.
Yay me.

Time to go blog stalking. See ya soon.


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