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Speaking of which, I haven't been paid yet. They say they will get it to me. My mother says she truly doubts they will be paying me, since I wasn't very familiar with them and I'm not very pushy about such things. But they sure as hell better pay me! I spent my entire weekend with them. I took them to a Mardi Gras parade, made them breakfast and dinner, bathed the little ones, washed dishes, walked the dog, broke up arguments and pretty much decided I'm certainly not ready for kids. I came home so exhausted, but couldn't linger because Bestfriend's aunt was in one of the Mardi Gras parades tonight, so I forced myself to doll up and bundle up, and stood outside in the cold for a couple hours catching beads and dodging cups and dubloons. The parades are so fun, and catching the beads, moonpies and trinkets are great fun. But once the moonpies are eaten and the beads hung around door knobs, you come to realize everything else is just a bunch of junk and its thrown away. Who really needs 50 dubloons, 10 kazoos or another snake-whistle? But when you're at the parade, you want that gaudy garter belt so BAD! Then you realize its tacky. But the one I got today is actually quite nice. Lacy. Flowery. I just want to make one thing clear about Mardi Gras: New Orleans did not create it. It started in Mobile in the 1600s, and spread to N.O. over the years. They take all the credit! It's ours, dammit! Look it up! AND, if you would like to experience a fun, somewhat safe Mardi Gras, come to Mobile. Your chances of getting mauled, maimed, shot or raped are much, much slimmer. That was a rant. Sorry. It's just that all Mobilians get reeeeeally offended and fired up when New Orleans gets all the attention at Mardi Gras. But seriously. Come here instead. Everything is cheaper. In other Tangerine News, it turns out my cousin Megan is the newly crowned Miss Alabama, and will be competing in the upcoming, nationally televised Junior Miss pageant. (Also in Mobile. How about that.) When Cousin Brooke told me tonight (we're friends again), I couldn't help myself and mumbled a "ugly duckling/swan" comment. I know everyone is thinking it! So I said it! Quietly. And I am LOVING the Winter Olympics! The sports are so beautiful, graceful but still so dangerous and exciting. I nearly cried when Shaun White got the gold. And I really like the speed skating, its pretty cool to watch. Apolo Ohno...what can I say. Those eyes could cut glass. And I am begging to ask Shaun White for hair tips, those feathered layers are glorious. There is something so very sexy about an Olympian. But what is this "Curling" stuff? If that is an Olympic sport, than Darts and shuffleboard should be added to the events, too. And every team mate and audience member should be given a six-pack at the entrance, to stimulate heckling and actual INTEREST. Sigh...poor Johnny Weir. He had the silver medal in the bag, but let it slip away and I was so disappointed. And Plushenko has the biggest honker I've seen to date. If you've seen it,I'm sure you agree. Yup, me and Brooke are friends again. I finally sucked it up and called her. And everything is cool now. I'm off to get myself a PhillySwirl pop.
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