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Charity Auction! | Auror in the Browncoat
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Auror in the Browncoat. Life is an awful great adventure. Laquo; Both Feet First. July 28, 2014 by aemberwing. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Follow Blog via Email.
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Mardi Gras Part 1: Delusional! – Follow Your Crazy
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Read the Funnies: Dawg Days. Mardi Gras Part 1: Delusional! February 22, 2015. February 22, 2015. Well, hello there world! Greetings from the other side of Mardi Gras. I am laughing so hard right now at my first Mardi Gras post of the year. Whereupon I shared my excitement and overwhelmedness about being busy preparing for my FIRST EVER PARADE. The prep work for this was crazy. Krewe des Fleurs. After the million-hour duration of fold time, we painted and painted and PAINTED! Then our little blooms were ...
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July 2014 – Follow Your Crazy
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Read the Funnies: Dawg Days. Dorothy’s Feet Were Killing Her. I have been obsessed with the Merry Old Land of Oz since I was a kid. Not too uncommon across generations, really. But my drive to want to BE there, in that childlike world-of-pretend sort of way, that way where you make every recess game another world, where you live it in your thoughts and…. Follow Me on Twitter! Dawg Days, Issue #8. A Day at the Aquarium (Or, Spirit Critters, Galore! Dawg Days, Issue #7. Dawg Days, Issue #6.
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My Sweetest Toby – Follow Your Crazy
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Read the Funnies: Dawg Days. March 11, 2015. My Sweetest Toby,. We had so much fun together over the years, didn’t we? All the camping, and the tousling and the tug-of-wars and treats. And the snuggling, all the snuggling! You were my sweet boy, every second. You were my writing buddy, and always found a way to be near my feet at any computer, no matter how small the space beween office chair and feet, or kitchen table and feet, or porch table and feet. You always fit. I was on the floor! You were my sou...
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Dropped and Found – Follow Your Crazy
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Read the Funnies: Dawg Days. May 22, 2015. May 22, 2015. Caution: Contains Profanity. Artistically. So here’s the game:. You follow @NO FREE ART on Twitter and Instagram. Set it up on Twitter so that they’re one of your favorites, and you’ll get notifications on your phone when they post something. When they make a Drop, they post a photo of a piece of art created by one of our many local artists, nestled in a hiding place somewhere in New Orleans. Your mission? From the photo, I knew immediately where i...
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January 2015 – Follow Your Crazy
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Read the Funnies: Dawg Days. So, our Mardi Gras season got even more full this past week than when I wrote about it last time. This past week, we were prompted by friends to go to the 610 Stomper Superball, and we got a hookup on tickets, and so we went. And THEN, my house guests for the first weekend…. Whereupon It All BEGINS. But when J and I walked into Generations Hall at 9:00 that night, I warmed right up, inside and out. It was that time of year again! Follow Me on Twitter! Dawg Days, Issue #8.
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March 2014 – Follow Your Crazy
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Read the Funnies: Dawg Days. Lee Circle, Up High. The circumstances that brought me into this situation were the surreal part of this whole experience. I’d been, essentially, air-dropped into New Orleans about 150 years into the future and, standing on the rotted wood of a porch on stilts, I decided to go for a walk. This splintered and unstable porch was attached to a shack. I…. We Let Those Bon Temps Rouler! And good lawd did it wear us out! Follow Me on Twitter! Dawg Days, Issue #8. Dawg Days, Issue #7.
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May 2014 – Follow Your Crazy
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Read the Funnies: Dawg Days. Evening before last, my husband picked up his phone and called Commander’s Palace to make a reservation for three to Saturday’s Jazz Brunch. Yes, 11:00 am would be perfect, thank you. After they’d taken his name and signed the deal, he hung up with a somewhat shocked and slightly smug little look on his face. …. Follow Me on Twitter! Dawg Days, Issue #8. A Day at the Aquarium (Or, Spirit Critters, Galore! Dawg Days, Issue #7. Dawg Days, Issue #6. Dawg Days, Issue #5.
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June 2014 – Follow Your Crazy
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Read the Funnies: Dawg Days. My husband was poked in the butt by a ghost-child the other night. This was on Thursday, and we were at the Bourbon Orleans Hotel for an event: “A Taste ‘n Toast to Our Armed Services.” I found myself in possession of tickets to this Navy League soiree a couple days earlier. One of my…. Old Bull Lee’s House. Portrait of a Sunday (and a Monday Morning). Follow Me on Twitter! Dawg Days, Issue #8. A Day at the Aquarium (Or, Spirit Critters, Galore! Dawg Days, Issue #7.
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Whereupon It All BEGINS – Follow Your Crazy
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Read the Funnies: Dawg Days. Whereupon It All BEGINS. January 17, 2015. The Twelve Days of Christmas have come and gone, and upon that Partridge’s last resounding squawk from the boughs of its Pear Tree, Twelfth Night emerged upon us and, at long LAST, that most glorious of seasons began, the season that inspires one to truly and fully realize what a delightfully weird and incredible city it is, this New Orleans in which we dwell. It’s MARDI GRAS SEASON, Y’ALL! My husband, not the doc.). Is really pretty...
