King Cake

King Cakes are a common bakery delight consumed each spring. They are full of tradition--and a single baby or bean inside.

Originally they were used to celebrate the new year.

When eaten January 6th, they may also be part of a celebration commemorating The Epiphany, or Twelfth Night, which celebrates the arrival of the Magi bearing gifts for Jesus.

The King Cake circular ring mimics a crown. And they may be decorated with the Mardi Gras colors of green, gold, and purple (representing faith, power and justice). King Cakes are abundant throughout the Mardi Gras season (Epiphany to Fat Tuesday). The next day is the beginning of Lent, the 40 days prior to Easter, when many begin a fast or give something up as a nod to the 40 days Jesus spent in the desert (preparing)--or some refer to the 40 years of wandering in the desert by the Isrealites (penitence). The 40 days can be a time of spiritual repentance, renewal, and drawing closer to God.

Traditionally the person who finds the baby Jesus in their piece of King Cake is King for the Day--and hosts the celebration, or brings the King Cake next year.

Looks like I'm brining it to 2K next year! 💚💛💜

Auntie Lou Does Not Wear Lame'

The day started off with a bang.

Literally.

One of the cats, who shall remain nameless (no you won't Maverick) knocked a bowl off the cat feeding bar. Before my first alarm went off. 

I never located the safe place I used for the "AuntieLou" eye glass chain.  Luckily, I had a back-up. (I almost always have a Plan B.) 

Made up the three minutes late I left home, due to looking in "just one more safe spot," arriving at a primo parking spot just minutes before my shift started. 

However, before I could descend from the mountain top (aka my ride), I received a phone call from my neighborhood neighbor (she's in the rich newer part. I'm in the cheaper, original part).  

"Did you realize you left your garage door open?"

 "Whaaaat?!  Ummmm.  No." 

So back home I went. It worked out. I was able to pick up the lipstick I forgot to apply. And turn off a few lights I left burning. And ENSURE all my doors (including my garage door) were locked and loaded.

At work it was lots of fun, hard work, and good food today. (The first comment will explain if I can remember how to post a photo.)

Ended the day HAVING to get gas. 

Yes. Like this...

People asked "which Golden Girl" are you? Others thought I was Auntie Audacity, Maxine,  Mama (Mama's Family), and Mrs. Doubtfire.  

For me, the hair reminded me of Fran's Grandma--but she was loud, obnoxious, and wore leopard prints, lots of bling, and Lame'. 

I don't do lame'. 😉

Yes,  I stopped for dinner for me and unleaded for the SUV looking like this.😉🤣😂