CONTEST CLOSED. CONGRATS TO BRETT AND RACHEL FOR WINNING TICKETS TO THE BLUE MOON! THANKS FOR EVERYONE WHO PARTICIPATED!   As mentioned earlier in the week, King cake has been a staple in our house for the past few weeks.   And, in order to rationalize my overindulgence, I've made the whole thing a competition...not a real one...just in my head so I can not feel so guilty about consuming 3000 calories before 8:30 am.   I've set out to find the best King Cake in Lafayette!..

10. I curse the person who invented beads at least once a day when I almost kill myself tripping on them in the stairs.   9. In our house, King cake becomes en entire food group.   8. Knocking over a 5 year old to catch a mini plastic football that you can buy down at the Dollar Tree for 50 cents, is perfectly acceptable behavior...

So, last week, I wrote this post and never got around to posting it:

My love/hate relationship with the 80s can be attributed to many different things....Members Only jackets, the Rubik's cube,  ski suits, Miami Vice...but mostly it has a lot do do with stuff like this:

So this morning we are all in mourning.   Saturday was pure shock.   Yesterday was simply denial.   But, today it's all sinking in.

Sometimes, for certain things to get done in our house, there needs to be a challenge.   So the other night when Mark woke up to a Christmasy house fully and beautifully decorated after he had spent the night revisiting the big 80s at La Fonda with a couple of his buddies and thereafter enjoying a Jerry Jeff Walker show, he turned to me and said, ''I guess I'm kind of behind the 8 ball aren't I?''...