Yesterday I was going to write about how I felt about Mardi Gras. I’m glad that I didn’t finish it. I’m glad that it is over. I hope that I can do something to significantly help some of the people who are still suffering. I hope that if they can’t find peace in New Orleans that they can find a good new beginning somewhere else. I couldn’t imagine staying in the gulf coast after all that’s happened.
On a positive note, my oldest son’s birthday was yesterday, too. He turned nine years old. He wonders why his voice hasn’t changed yet. We had a nice birthday dinner. Why can’t they make good calorie free ice cream? I could go for some. For real.
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