As I type, the giant kitchen window (leaking bone-chilling drafts, of course) reveals a spread of sopping wet, nasty snow. Blech.
I know I am supposed to be oohing and ahhing, making slush angels, drinking hot cocoa, snuggling, and generally merrymaking about this anomalous weather. Alas, I cannot.
Cold is not for me. Snow is great, if I'm sledding or on skis (and not where I live). But this wintry mix nonsense? Everyone who claims to enjoy it must have never lived in a miserable northern clime where winter is endless and crushes the joy out of everything for 5 months at a time.
Wait, is that hyperbolic? Surely I jest. No. I jest not.
Viva la jungle!
Which brings me to our next order of business: Carnival.
I was able to take almost an entire week off so that I could attend Mardi Gras in New Orleans this year. Suffice to say that despite a case of the sniffles, I am still reeling from the endless days and nights of false eyelashes, bustles, banquets of beauty, flocks of friends, miles of parades, endless glitter and glitz and glam, and of course love and squalor.
I know that when some people think of Mardi Gras, they think of Bourbon Street and boobs and beads.
I assure you that my Mardi Gras in no way resembles that stereotype. In fact, it is quite the opposite. My experience of this holy holiday in the Big Easy leaves me suffused in the warm glow of realization: my friends are the most inspiring, beautiful, creative, loving, and delightful people one could ask for.
It's good to be reminded of these things.
While day-to-day may pale by compare, I always know that within the folds of my life, there are nooks and crannies overflowing with the bounty of love, the livid colors of life, the inescapable lures of passion and possibility. Just a heartbeat away.
To see some visual evidence, I direct you to my facebook profile (click on pictures of me, and then let your fingers do the walking):
http://www.facebook.com/francescafury
2 comments:
Isn't it lovely that we have both found geographic locations that suit our weather personalities? I feel the same way about cold and snow that you do about heat. A lid for every pot. :-) Glad you so enjoyed your time at Carnival!
Great post - loved the photos! Looked like way too much fun. I am looking forward to our 90+ degree summer myself.
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