Eat your heart out
While the rest of the world is stymied from weather, we here in New Orleans are enjoying a warm tropical Christmas. I woke around 6:30 am hearing Arlene pacing and jumped up to take her out back to pee. It was just barely morning and from over the fence I saw my two neighbor kids flying in the air – Santa brought them a trampoline!
Then T and I walked Loca through the park this morning in shorts and a tee shirt and my Santa hat was making me a little too warm. Loca ran and jumped and shucked and dived and came home to find her friend Sangi in front of the house and started a whole new round of jumping and playing. Friends came inside and I made them Turkish cay.
Then I grabbed my hula hoop and went on the bayou to twirl and dance to the sounds of Christmas music I cranked and the neighbors came out, one with his unicycle he had gotten for Christmas, and the other practicing her handstands with her mom.
Ah, Christmas in Paradise – look close at the two pelicans in the tree.
