Anyone else want to come into my bubble??? You can only come in if you promise to be nice to everyone, tolerant of all others and are “positive.” Oh ya… you must also bring me beer and cook (I have a cooking disability).

Seriously, KKK in 2008. I’m a Yankee, this is all movie and book stuff to me. This can’t be real and it can’t happen in my Parish!!! Hatred is such a waste of energy. I am still in shock after learning that the co-chair of the Mandeville recall petition’s house is under investigation for arson after a weekend house fire – now this. OMG! I want fluffy bunnies and pretty rainbows to dominate my thoughts.

I need to put on my tiara and think more positive thoughts! Please send me your positive vibes and I’ll send you mine. Maybe together we can squash out all the nasty stuff!

Dangit – I write a little post the other day about something in my brain and I get the “Are you OK?” call from my Mom. Geesh – can’t a blogger just write sometimes? LOL! I’m fine – but I did have a migraine yesterday – which may explain my mood. I’m the freaking Princess of Positive fercryingoutloud. Now I’m going to put on my tiara and mop my kitchen floor which has things sticking to it that I can’t identify -ewwww! Don’t miss my radio show this Saturday – I’m so excited for it!!!

Here is an interview I could never carry on with a straight face (h/t hubby). Yes, it is a spoof – safe for work.

My new Flip video camera works! Now to play some more with the editing.

…your 7 year old (Princess Whinalot) gets beamed in the head with a throw! I won’t get all negative about it (I am The Princess of Positive), but common sense tells you – a desk calendar thrown from a 2 story float will undoubtedly contribute to some girl drama and tears. Eh…she got over it quick and started “getting her parade on” right away: be alert, look cute, smile, and yelling, “Throw me something Mistah or lady.”

Today, I took my daughter and my Mom (football for the boys) to the Perseus parade in Slidell. Heading East on 190 from Mandeville, it was a straight shot to park ourselves on a curb on a sunny but brisk day and give “Grandma” a little taste of Mardi Gras before we ship her back to Boston (dad will be here all season). We had a blast and came away with 2 rolling suitcases full of junk, throws for Oprheus treasures. I think my mom is sorry she is leaving during Mardi Gras now.

As usual, I refuse to be negative, but might suggest they get the timing a tiny bit better for next year (clog after clog). They had 14 floats and though it didn’t seem like we were getting showered with throws at the time, the proof is in the suitcases. A little Mardi Gras music for you and pictures.

FYI – my dear friend E.M. sent me a copy of this project she tackled with her beads from the last Mardi Gras – way cool!

This post can be found at NOLA.com and my fantabulous personal blog with lots of lagniappe!