What’s left to celebrate? Mother Nature is giving it her best with snow and ice. Grocery store shelves are bare as shoppers stock up on essentials–eggs, bread, milk. And what’s up with buying snow shovels with each new storm? Do people throw them away afterward?
In the Deep South mass hysteria prevails. What if it snows here? Were those snowflakes? “Relax–those were only heavy raindrops.”
Holiday merchandise has been cleared away at retail outlets across the country. Valentines Day is the next retailing opportunity.
In this part of the country, it’s not straight to Valentines Day. Mardi Gras comes next. Valentines Day plays second fiddle. This is all we’ll hear about from now until Fat Tuesday. Mardi Gras merchandise is displayed everywhere. Let’s hear it for the magenta, green, and gold.
Of course to locals, New Orleans is the elephant in the room. It takes credit for the celebration. And, no doubt, their celebration is noisier and larger. Mobile is where the Mardi Gras celebration started. Mobile’s celebration prides itself on being family orientated.
Parades, parades, and more parades. “Throw me some beads. Throw me some beads!” Some use modified fishing nets to catch beads. Adults that steal trinkets from children, in my opinion, are lowlifes.