Two Truths and a Lie. ::: Bachelorette Party and Labor Day in New Orleans. :::

In an earlier post, I formatted my ramblings in the form of the game "Two Truths and a Lie." I decided it would be a great way to tell you all about my (not so recent) trip to New Orleans. Decide for yourself which of these three things did not happen on my first trip to NOLA.

1) Our trip coincided with "Southern Decadence." Unfamiliar with Southern Decadence? I was too, prior to our trip. Read more here. In the most basic terms, it is the largest gay celebration in New Orleans. As if New Orleans wasn't crazy enough, we were there during a very popular weekend. It was a given that we were going to run into some unique characters, but we ran into even more due to Southern Decadence. I think we ran into at least a dozen men in angel wings and another dozen in women's dresses.

2) I had some of the most unique, delectable food I have ever had in my life. I ate (in no particular order): fried alligator, beignets, turtle soup, gumbo, pecan-crusted gulf fish, and a fried soft-shell crab po-boy. We ate at one of the restaurants where Emeril Lagasse got his start. Not only that, we sat in a private room where several celebrities had recently been. Later in the night, our waiter told me that I sat in the same chair as one, Justin Timberlake. My butt on the same chair as JT's? I can only hope our waiter wasn't just telling me what I wanted to hear.

3) I held an alligator! And my friend Lindsay kissed an alligator! We headed to an alligator tour by Airboat Adventures in Lafitte, LA (which is about a thirty minute drive from the French Quarter).  While waiting for our tour to begin, we saw a white alligator. Once on our tour, our guide jumped into the swamp, played with two of the alligators we saw, threw one of the alligators in the swamp, and fed one from his mouth. Who is crazy enough to swim and play with alligators? This guy. I found that article featured on Yahoo! not even a week after our tour with him. Holding the alligator seems pretty tame after you see a man in the water next to one, but I was still shaking when I held the little gator.

Lindsay and me in our wigs from CoCo Coquette. 

Commander's Palace. Where Emeril got his start.

Holding an alligator. When in New Orleans...

Truth is, Lindsay's Bachellorette Party went off without a hitch. (Well, minus the fact that I got pulled over on the way out of Texas and into Louisiana....) We had a phenomenal time together and now I want to go back for every Bachelorette Party I attend.

I've kept you on the edge of your seat long enough, number 1 was the lie. Not because our trip didn't coincide with Southern Decadence, mostly because we didn't see any guys in angel wings.

Two Truths and a Lie. ::: Fourth of July. :::

I'm not one to lie to you, Reader. And I don't intend to start now. With that said, I would love to say that July 4th went off without a hitch, but that would not be the truth. There were a couple several many "hitches". So, I'll let you decide which of these three things did not happen.

1) I was tripped up by a small dog, that was off leash, fell in the park, and skinned my knees.

2) A husky that had just been taking a dip in the lake, approached me and shook lake water all over me.

3) Upon meeting my friend Natalie's dog, Geo, for the first time, he peed on me. Twice.

Happy Birthday, America. From me and SRV.

In truth, there were far more "hitches" and some that did not include dogs. So I'll continue the list:

4) I went to Molly's house with all of the ingredients to make brownies, only Molly didn't have a pan. And thus, we were not able to make brownies. Oh, and I forgot some of the food I had intended to bring with me.

5) Molly's Mama (who tried on three or four outfits before picking the perfect one) sat in a large amount of melted chocolate. The perfect outfit she had decided on included none other than White Shorts! (Insert another wardrobe change) We continued to find melted chocolate for the next couple of hours.

6) A dog peed on our cooler of food. And it's owner did nothing about it, except for telling us that the dog is "rough around the edges."

Even with all that went wrong, we made the best out of it. And I think that says a lot about all of us. We triumphed (after many "umphs"). We made the best of a bad situation (or situations). And we were rewarded. We were able to meet up with our friend Natalie, which is not always easy in huge crowds and we had amazing seats for the fireworks show. So, I'll put July 4th, 2013 in the win column.

And for those of you who are wondering, number 1 is the lie.