John and I took his parents to Chinatown when they were in town last weekend. It was fun watching John's mom pop her first big confetti firecracker gun thing (what are those things called?)
Watching the parade revelers made me think of Mardi Gras (I leave in about a week!!), and I rung in my first Chinese New Year celebration with the year of the dog.
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That's a really lovely picture, EB. I love how flower like the woman's outfit is. :) Does this mean we're in one of the extra long, "Dog years?" I stink when it comes to puns. I'm just not punny.
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