Goodness, I haven’t posted much this week! That is unusual for me lately! The last couple weeks have been insane for me and last week was no different. I had several midterms and so much to get done before the end of the week, mainly because now I’m on SPRING BREAK! Whoohooo! I’ve never needed a break more in my life. Its also a pretty exciting time here in New Orleans because Tuesday is MARDI GRAS!

For most people in the world, their idea of New Orleans doesn’t exist without some idea of Mardi Gras. It is a pretty fun time here, with all the hustle and bustle and the people and parades and king cakes and beads and the list goes on and on. It is an event that you can pretty much make what you want out of. The parades are super family friendly and there are all kinds of people there. People from all over visiting, locals, kids, older people, drunk people, sober people, everyone. The floats go by and everyone crowds around shouting and grabbing for the beads, cups, tokens, whatever the parade krewe is throwing out. It is most definitely a contest to see who can get the most beads.

They have bands and dance groups in between all the floats, so it is a loud, exciting party of sorts. In the neutral ground (the median basically–in between the two parts of the road), there are people that camp out all day saving their places and they put up big tents with grills and they sit outside and barbecue all day. I’ve seen people that move couches and recliners out there and basically set up their whole living room in the neutral ground. Yesterday on the way to the grocery store, we drove down one of the streets that is used in one of the bigger parade routes, and there were people building a deck on the side of the road, so that they could stand up higher when the parade came through and get more beads. Obviously, people get really into it.

Drew’s parents came down on Wednesday to stay for the weekend. They like going to every single parade. I think that parades are fun, but they are basically mostly all the same and so I like to go to a couple each year, but I don’t necessarily want to sit outside all day saving spots for every parade. Last year, we decided that we wanted to get lots of beads so that we could decorate our Christmas tree with them, so we were on a mission to get lots of beads. Now we have more than enough for our tree, and there really isn’t a whole lot of use for a million beads outside of Mardi Gras time, so I don’t care as much about getting a ton of them this year. Originally they threw out glass bead necklaces (before they started making a ton of cheap ones in China) and the glass ones are really cool. Some of the parades throw out a couple of glass beads each year, so that is always a neat thing to try to catch.

On Thursday night, we went to my favorite parade–Muses. Most of the parades basically all have political themes (except for some of the kids parades with fairy tale themes), and Muses does somewhat, but it is a super girly parade. They have mostly girls on it, all dressed up and they throw out high heels. High heeled shaped beads, necklaces, bracelets, all kinds of high heeled stuff. Every so often, they even throw out glittery decorated real high heels. It is pretty fun. They also throw out the typical plastic cups, pink frisbees, glowing necklaces, etc… I even caught a package of Muses silly bands.

This was the parade before Muses. It is like most of the other ones, with men dressed up like clowns or something in the krewe.

Here is the start of Muses. See, much prettier. 🙂

Big High Heel 🙂

They are hard to see, but these are the Flambeaux. They are men that carry these torch-like things in between the floats. It is basically just tradition. Back in the day, this is how they lit the whole parade. Here, is more on them.

Contrary to popular belief, raising your hands, shouting, and catching is all that is required to get beads. Not flashing. (that is called public indecency, even in New Orleans) Although you might have to fight with the people around you to get anything that is thrown out.

Drew acts sad when he doesn’t catch anything. 🙂

I caught a glowing ring. 🙂 Bling Bling!

They all usually have clever names, mostly with political motifs. Some of the ones above were “poll dancing,” “fox trot,” and the one right above was “app dance.”

Of course, almost every parade had at least one float about the oil spill.

He finally caught something. 🙂

Susie caught a color changing glowing Muses ball.

New Orleans isn’t complete without something Saints related. 🙂

We caught a few more beads as the night went on. 🙂

Here is a close-up of some of the high-heeled memorabilia we caught. 🙂

We didn’t catch any of the real high heels. We saw a few, but they didn’t throw them close to us. I wanted to get a picture of us catching something, but everything was moving so fast and the camera wasn’t taking the pictures fast enough, but anyway, it was a fun evening. All the traditions around Mardi Gras are pretty neat. It is nice to take time out of your day and just remember to enjoy life. That is one of my favorite things about New Orleans. People here celebrate everything. It is easy to get so caught up in the seriousness of life, it is good to take time out to enjoy it.

That reminds me of a quote I saw this week:

“Never get so busy making a living that you forget to make a life.”
-Anonymous

So take a little break this weekend and enjoy Mardi Gras wherever you are. Bake a king cake, buy some beads, have some friends over, and enjoy life. 🙂

So I’m sure everyone has one, if not in list form, then in ideas that flow through their heads–a list of things that you would like to accomplish in your lifetime, dreams, goals, etc… I’m sure everyone already knows my dreams of getting married, raising kids, having a happy home, gardening and being creative in my own lovely decorated house somewhere on the Wallace family homestead. I write about that, or at least think about it all the time. But aside from those dreams and the typical dreams of wanting to finish school and figure out exactly what I’m meant to do in life and to work and to travel and to see the world, I have a list of mostly creative objectives that are things that I would like to do before I die. I’m sure that this list will continually change, but as for now, here are some of the things on my life list:

*create my own fabric line

*write and illustrate a children’s book (or books)

*design my own font (or fonts)

*start my own group of creative friends that can meet often to socialize and do crafts, etc… (maybe the Golden Roses?– this is inspired my the Metal Tulips, my fiance’s mom’s crafting group. It is eight women, all best friends, who get together every Wednesday to eat and chat and talk about their latest creative endeavors. They mostly do quilting and embroidery, so they all help each other with ideas and whatnot. Their name was inspired by Steel Magnolias.) I think it is a great thing and I would love to have my own similar group.

*publish a book of my creative non-fiction short stories (following in my grandpa’s footsteps)

*open an “Icing on the Cake” boutique selling handmade things

*learn how to letterpress

*design stationary and wedding invitations

*explore poetry (it is the form of writing that before last semester I was the least familiar with and I am very intrigued by it and I would like to continue to try my hand out at it)

Okay, so I know I keep going on and on about the “icing on the cake” and I don’t want to overuse the saying, but I was thinking the other day about my favorite things in life. So I started writing down the first things that came to my head. I typed them all up and was going to post them the other day, but then I got busy working on other stuff and didn’t have time. I went back to them today and was reading through all the things I wrote, and I don’t know if it is just because I’ve been studying poetry in my creative writing class, but all the words seemed to all connect somehow. I went back through them and linked them all together and I thought it was pretty cool how they all flowed into one big thought. As I was paying attention to the things I wrote, it struck me how lucky I was to have had everything in my life happen in the way it has. Everything that God has given me has meant so much in my life. My family, my hometown, my backyard, my childhood, the traveling I’ve done, the places I’ve been, all the memories I’ve made. They all connect to form the person that I am today, and I thank God for every experience that I’ve been through. As Thanksgiving approaches, I would remind everyone to think about your own lives and all the things that God has given you and everything you are thankful for. It wouldn’t even be a bad idea to write them down.

I know my list isn’t complete, because it will change as I change and grow as I grow, but for right now, here it is:

Icing on the Cake. The best things in life. Writing my own life story, everyday. Writing. Creative non-fiction. Fiction. Poetry. Thoughts. Ramblings. Notes. Lists. Books. Looking at books. The covers of books. Having books on my bookshelf. Flipping through the pages of a book. Picture books. Books where you create your own pictures. Reading books. The pleasure of seeing a book you’ve read and knowing all the secrets it holds inside. Literature. Magazines. Especially home decorating magazines. Decorating. Decorations. Living in a pretty space. Planning the layout of my future house. Planning things. Soft, fluffy pillows. Matelasses. Quilts. Curvy lamps. Curtains. The things that make a house a home. Cute. Cozy. Clean. Organizing. Cleaning. The refreshed and renewed feeling you feel after everything is clean and straightened and organized. Things are tidy and swept and all the laundry is done. It is as if you are cleaning yourself out along with your house. Home. The Art of Homemaking. Fabric. Sewing. Embroidering. Making things. Creating things. Craft rooms. Ribbons. Buttons. Glass. Glass bottles. Paperweights. Ornate frames. Whimsical. Colorful. Color. Art. Paint. Painting. Art Supplies. Designing things. Graphic Design. Drawing. Doodling. Pictures. Looking at pictures. Taking pictures. Capturing memories. Memories. Remembering. People in my past. People in my future. Life. Living. Not being scared to fall in love or take a chance. Happiness. Weddings. Dresses. Dress up. Swirling around when you have a big, fluffy skirt on. Elegance. Classy things. Little black dresses. Pearls. Diamonds. Crystal doorknobs. Chandeliers. Lace. Simplicity. Home. My hometown. The view of the world from right beside my house. Rolling hills. Womble Mountain. Wallace Family Homestead. My backyard. The creek in my backyard. Water. Water under my bare feet. Moss under my bare feet. Being barefoot. Being barefoot outside. Being outside. Trees. The smell of Sweet Olive Trees. Flowers. Growing flowers. Growing vegetables. Gardening. Farms. Barns. Little bridges over tiny creeks. Dirt paths through the woods. Making forts in the woods.  Being outside. Being in the country. Living in the country. Driving on country roads. Driving towards The Round Candy Store with my windows down listening to country music, thanking God for all the wonderful things he created. Beauty. Real Beauty. God. My family. Siblings. Sisters. Hanging out in the kitchen with my family. Cooking. Baking. Cookbooks. Kitchens. Everything-but-the-kitchen-sink cookies. Hot chocolate. Sorbet. Italian ice. Lemonade. Fruit tart. Vegetables. Soup. Potato Soup. Mashed potatoes. Home-style country cooking. Picnics. New Orleans. Old buildings. Bricks. Antiques. History. The world. Traveling. The Ocean. Lighthouses. Running along the beach. Dancing in the rain. Sunshine. Sunrises. Sunsets. Colors of the sky. Nighttime. Flashlight tag. Stargazing. Living where you can actually see the stars. Spring. Summer. Fall. Winter. Leaves falling. Sledding. Boating. Fishing. Porches. Hammocks. Relaxing. Peace. Hugs. Cuddly Hugs. Hugs from my nieces. Seeing the world through the eyes of a child, where everything is good and nothing is bad.


So this weekend was pretty great. It was my Fall Break, so I got a four-day weekend to relax. Drew’s mom and grandma were in New Orleans visiting so Saturday Drew and I took them to St. Francisville, Louisiana, a tiny,  historic town on the Mississippi River with several plantations and historic antebellum homes. We spent the day showing them around Greenwood and Rosedown, two of the plantations, and just relaxing in the lovely southern Fall weather. We also spent the weekend cooking,  visiting New Orleans, and just relaxing. It was very lovely. 🙂

So….I’m pretty excited! I had a voucher from Southwest from them overbooking a flight that I was supposed to be on to see my baby niece the day she was born last January. So I just used it yesterday to book a flight for my trip to San Diego this December! I’ve never been to California! I’m pretty excited to explore the western part of the U.S.! 🙂