Showing posts with label Mardi Gras. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mardi Gras. Show all posts



§ Bits and Pieces from Mardi Gras to Texas Independence...


1- For the first time in my life on "Fat Tuesday" [aka Mardi Gras], I bought a King's Cake which is a New Orleans tradition for celebrating. The cake itself is supposedly originating in France and the idea came to America circa the 1870s. To me, it was like a frosted/heavily sugared croissant! Rich and heavy. I couldn't finish my piece. Since I've been trying to cut down on sugar intake, I tried scraping off the frosting and eat it without...nope, still way too sweet. It laid on my stomach late into the evening. Okay...that was the first and most likely the LAST King's Cake in our house. With his sweet tooth, Bud enjoyed it a lot. lol By the way, I got the 'baby' in my slice. That too means something. Good luck and fortune coming my way? Nope...tradition tells me I must host the next Mardi Gras party. Probably not. The vivid colors of Mardi Gras, purple, yellow and green represent some significance also: Yellow [or gold] is POWER, green is FAITH, and purple signifies JUSTICE. And, to write even further of the legend, the colors were chosen by the gifts of the wise men who visited the Christ Child on the Epiphany. Mardi Gras Day has a moveable date and may occur on any Tuesday from February 3rd to March 9th. It is always the day before Ash Wednesday, and always falls 46 days before Easter. I'll skip the traditional cake, but give me a trip to New Orleans and I'll take it!!

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2- Then, on March 2nd, it would be Texas Independence Day! I have finished the book Surrender and Infamy...a novel about the Goliad, Texas massacre by Santa Ana's troops. As I said previously, the book was VERY GOOD. And since it's historically 'the month' in Texas History, I am now reading another novel on the same subject. This time a highly acclaimed, with numerously given accolades to be one of the best ever written in novel form; with extreme accuracy in the events that proceeded the Battle of San Jacinto [near Houston Texas] which gave Texas its independence from Mexico and Santa Ana's surrender. The book: THE BUGLES ARE SILENT. I've read 6 chapters so far, and I think I'll stick with it throughout. I'm enjoying the difference in perspectives from the two authors on the same subjects and persons in the state's past. I've become more inclined to take a side trip to Fannin and Coleto Creek between Goliad and Victoria Texas to see for myself the area where the capture and surrender of Fannin's men took place, and were then escorted to Goliad and SHOT execution style. Then...the revenge of the loss of the Alamo [we've been there], and the surrender of Santa Ana at the Battle of San Jacinto [we've been there]. Texas is rich in history of a whole different kind.

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3- Speaking of Texas. Y'all know I'm a native born child of Nebraska, growing up and raising a family in Colorado...then retiring to Texas. The saying goes, "I wasn't born in Texas, but I got here as quickly as I could". Well, I have to be honest, I buy my groceries at the locally established H E B grocery chain that is found, for the most part, throughout the state. It originated in Kerrville, Texas and I shop here at H E B's several times a month. Funny part is, I have walked past this entry way to the garden shop MANY times, and have never noticed this before. See the "We Have Texas Roots"? Well, duh, Anni...clever play on words for an in-store plant shop, don't you think? It could be the 'roots' of the sold plants, OR the 'roots' being that it was established here in the Hill Country of Texas.  Trust me, it was a BLOND moment...well at least blond ROOTS...



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4- Another subject on Texas...and that is Texan pronunciation. Remember, in Texas it's a whole 'nother world. For instance a few that continue to boggle my mind. Amarillo [pronounced correctly in Spanish it should be Am-a-REE-oh], yet,  in this fine state, it's Am a RILL o. Another one is Refugio. In the Texas lingo it's pronounced Ra FEAR ee oh.   Bexar...in Texas it's BEAR. Armadillo [the animal] it's arm a DILL o. Another comes to mind, and that is Mexia, Texas. The local town residents pronounce it Muh HAIR Texas. The town's motto is: "A great place, no matter how you pronounce it." Which brings me to this. A joke:

Two foreigners visiting Mexia Texas couldn't agree on how to say the town's name.
They pulled into a Dairy Queen and one said to the clerk:
"We're not from here and we can't agree on pronunciation."
"Can you tell us where we are?"

The clerk smiles and says slowly to help the foreigners...

"You're at DARE EE KWEEN."

I ♥ Mexia, Texas sign courtesy of Google Images


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5- The mini-series, Texas Rising, starred Bill Paxton as General Samuel Houston. Mr. Paxton died this past week at the age of 61 due to complications of surgery. In reading articles online about his acting career and family, I understand that Paxton was distantly related to General Houston. Excerpt from Bill Paxton's interview: "Sam Houston and I share common grandparents going back six generations. His mother would be a great-aunt of mine. That makes Sam Houston and me second cousins four times removed. My dad was always a huge fan of Sam Houston from the book "The Raven," that won the Pulitzer in 1930, by Marquis James. I'm first-generation Texan."

photo courtesy of Google Search and History Channel



§ Mardi Gras is February 12th



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Joyce has these questions for us...


1. Chinese New Year will be celebrated on February 10th, and 2013 is the year of the snake. When did you last see a snake? Are you okay around snakes or do they give you the shivers? I hate snakes! 'Nough said. [the last time I recall seeing a snake was in Tucson]...I saw them often there... It was sunning itself on a boulder in the Outdoor Museum of all places. A Diamondback rattler!!

2. The color red in Chinese culture usually means good luck. Do you believe in luck? Gloom despair and agony on me...deep dark depression, excessive misery!!! If it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all.

3. Sledding-ice skating-building a snowman...if given a choice, which activity would you choose? Which of the three have you done most recently? Snowman Building. The last time? ---over 20 years ago, when we lived in Colorado.

4. Ralph Waldo Emerson is credited as saying, "The years teach much which the days never knew." Where have you seen this quote played out in your own life? Every day I imagine...if you don't learn something each day, then, you've lost a year.

5. When was the last time you ate a cupcake? Halloween this past year. I like 'em with white cake, and chocolate frosting covered with chopped pecans.

6. What's something you can't say no to? Wow...there are so many temptations, aren't there? It's difficult to say no to foods I like. Five Guys french fries. YUM. Dark Chocolate Covered Raisins...be still my heart. Rice Krispie Treats...they're my holiday addiction.  On the opposite side of the question here...I guess when I think long and hard, I used to be addicted to cola [soda, pop]. I've learned over the years drinking this in excess is lethal. I can now say no to cola, and prefer water.

7. Are you a doodler? Not any more...now that I've had the computer. LOL That keeps my hands busy. But I do like to take up my sketch pad now and then to draw. But it's not considered doodling as my sketches are of a certain object and not all that abstract; I consider 'doodles' as a form of abstract.

8. Insert your own random thought here. Speaking of snakes [see question #1]....

Okay, this is just a fun challenge I found on the 'net the other day reading the by-lines on Yahoo's website. If you follow me closely, you know I like to try my hand [and over work my brain sometimes] trying to find hidden objects in pictures. This one 'caught my eye'...the quip below it said something like "is it really a snake" --or something like that. Well, ya, I saw a snake. But is it really? So, naturally I had to click on the link provided and it took me to a site with several photos. I hunted and hunted, had a bit of fun time doing the thing I like to do. But a couple in particular just blew me away. The one with the 'hidden' house cat, and the winged critter in Alabama. Phenomenal photography...wanna see for yourself?

camouflaged image above is NOT mine, photo provided by photographer: Cordyceps [link on site]
Copyright infringement  not intended.



§ FAT tuesday --MARDI GRAS MAMBO...



Down in New Orleans Where the blues was born
It takes a cool cat to blow a horn
On LaSalle and Rampart Street
The combo's there with a mambo beat
The Mardi Gras mambo, mambo, mambo
Party Gras mambo, mambo, mambo
Mardi Gras mambo, ooh-oh...
Down in New Orleans
In Gert Town where the cats all meet
There's a Mardi Gras mambo with a beat
Join the Chief with the Zulu gang
And truck on down where the mambo's swing
The Mardi Gras mambo, mambo, mambo
Party Gras mambo, mambo, mambo
Mardi Gras mambo, ooh-oh...
Down in New Orleans


Stepping out from our new rented limo we make our way toward Jacqueline's Cat House front stoop, we'll hand the doorman our invitation to join in on the festivities of the day...Rat, no wait just a sec...we mean FAT Tuesday. Tahoe and I, Sir Winston of Poo, just love fat rats...eeeerrrrrr, um....Tuesdays. In fact, Tuesday is our favorite day down in Nawlins. We're all gussied up and ready to parade our stuff down Bourbon Street. All in celebration of the Mardi Gras 2012!!



BACKGROUND PHOTO FOR BOTH --Bourbon Street New Orleans November 2011

Just before the doorman allows our entrance through the cat house door Winnie the Poo was hopin' and wishin' to see some nekked boobies on the balconies - Tahoe, as you see by her string of beads, has already shown her stuff once---and she barely had her paws on the ground stepping from the limo!!! Geez. I guess I didn't raise her to have any scruples, now, did I?...and we are in awe of all the costumes and musketRAT MASKeraid...we don't know how to spell masquerade!!! And maybe, before you leave, check out the invitation above - it is your free ticket to all the festivities......


Down in New Orleans Where the blues was born
It takes a cool cat to blow a horn
On LaSalle and Rampart Street
The combo's there with a mambo beat
The Mardi Gras mambo, mambo, mambo
Party Gras mambo, mambo, mambo
Mardi Gras mambo, ooh-oh...
Down in New Orleans


OTHERS WHO HAVE PAWSed to celebrate---

  • Cats of Wildcat Woods
  • Alasandra - The Cats & a Dog
  • Friends FurEver
  • Mademoiselle Madison
  • Eric and Flynn
  • Gemini
  • Daisy the Curly Cat
  • Brian's Home
  • Cory Cat Blog
  • Prancer Pie
  • Chloe and Cecil




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    § Tomorrow, let the festivities begin ---




    Daisy blossom in our back yard
    dappled in dew drops and sunlight




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    PLYMOUTH ROADSTER
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    MONDAY MORSELS

    Tomorrow is Fat Tuesday!! Our burfabies furbabies have been invited to paw-ty party over at "The Cat House"...Jacquelin's Cat House to be exact. The two have packed their bags and are enroute right now as I type. That means, no hair balls, no pooper scooper, no Fancy Feast hand-outs 'til they return to their domicile after the all-day celebrating tomorrow!! Stay tuned---their Mardi Gras Costumes will be on the "catwalk" tomorrow!! Tahoe and Winston will be all gussied up in Mardi Gras Colors. Just a hootin' and hollerin' on Bourbon Street in Nawlins!! I'm JAZZED. Oh, and come back in the 'morrow, Fat Tuesday, to see our kitties in all their glitter purple, green and gold!!! No foolin'



    § In "NAWLINS" you're not afraid if someone wants to AX you sumthin'



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    WORDFUL WEDNESDAY


    As my title for the blog entry today suggests...if you've been to New Orleans, you know----

    There are four seasons there: crawfish, shrimp, crab and King Cake.

    I know the special day [mostly in the South USA...in New Orleans especially -see below a history**] the big day this month, February 16th, is the Mardi Gras. In the French Language it literally translates to Fat Tuesday [doesn't "Jour de fête" sound much more sophisticated? LOL ---"Feast Day"]. I've always wondered secretly why on earth would you celebrate "Fat"?!! I think fat as in F A T...no matter how it's spelled, it's lard, right? Altho, I've been celebrating fat for many-a-years, it's become a hobby for me now. And not only Tuesday. In all fairness here, it's probably the fact that it's the last celebration before Lent. So, eat heartily my friend...consume that F A T! Okay, anyway....plain and simple, there are times that I like to embarrass Bud. I just get in those moods, y'know? He's comical when I do something in public that he doesn't think 'kosher'. Oh well...with knowing that, of course my instincts go into high gear and milk it for all its worth. Why not? It's fun. And in time, he'll get his day in court. For now tho....Anni is embarrassing Bud in the Party Store. Bud: "Oh man...now you're getting cooties in your hair. You don't know who tried 'em on before." [sound like an ol' geezer to you too?]


    **Mardi Gras came to America in 1699 with the French explorer Iberville. Mardi Gras had been celebrated in Paris since the Middle Ages, where it was a major holiday. Iberville sailed into the Gulf of Mexico, from where he launched an expedition up the Mississippi River. On March 3 of 1699, Iberville had set up a camp on the west bank of the river about 60 miles south of where New Orleans is today. This was the day Mardi Gras was being celebrated in France. In honor of this important day, Iberville named the site Point du Mardi Gras.




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    OUTDOOR WEDNESDAY & WATERY WEDNESDAY

    As I glanced up & through the mist, I saw a lonely figure of a man...what was he thinking at the time? It was a dark and foggy morning...Bud walked way ahead of me as I combed the beach for sea beans. I happened to look up to see where he was, and I spotted him through the grayness...atop part of the seawall along the paved walkway against the shore...looking out to sea. I'd like to think he was watching and listening and reminiscing of his Navy days aboard ship!! Like the old salt that he is...his tales of the sea are never boring.
















    POSTED: Wednesday, February 10th, 2010
    12:15 A.M.

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