GEAUX SAINTS!!!!!!!

As a former New Orleanian, I have been completely excited and hopeful regarding New Orleans’ chances in the Super Bowl.  And I have patiently borne the jabs of a certain friend of mine, constantly referring to them as the ‘Aints (you know who you are).  I normally sit pretty quietly during the Super Bowl, but this time I was in a total panic.  My friend Stephanie’s dad asked me to stop shrieking so loudly, actually.  And then they FREAKING WON AND EVERYONE IS SO HAPPY FOR THEM AND I CANNOT CONTAIN MY JOY!!!!

So we leave this week for Mardi Gras.  I can tell already that this is going to be the absolute best, happiest, most exciting Mardi Gras ever, so I’m planning to be thoroughly polluted, exhausted and remorseful by the time we return (although I’m also planning on taking a few training runs through Audobon Park.  Wish me luck that those runs don’t suck hard core).  Dave has fixed me up with some kind of post-on-the-run email thing that I’m going to try while I’m gone, so hopefully you’ll have a front-row seat for all the insanity.  If not– if this email posting thing ends up being like the iPhone app that I spent 1/2 hour composing a post with last December, and as of 5 minutes ago the app was still “sending in process–” then I heartily apologize and I’ll catch up when we return.  But for now: Geaux.  Freaking.  Saints. 

PS– I lost all my football pools and squares and everything, AGAIN.  Damn it.