Barbie Car

As I drive in the Tuesday Morning Virginia traffic, stuck for over an hour on a short drive to work, a white and pink Mustang pulls in front of me.

I like Mustangs, they are a true sports car. The Shelby...well who can argue with that as the ultimate muscle car.

Anyway, this pink car, has "BARBIE" in pink in the rear window, and stickers all over. "Girl Raised on Grits from the South", and other Barbie related stuff.

I was totally surprised, it was unique and a very disheartening way to treat such a "muscle car".

Pam Gets the BABY!

The DIMHRS (Defense Integrated Military Human Resources System Project started in NOLA (New Orleans) until Katrina/Rita interrupted.

After those storms, the project continued in NOLA, but is also located in NOVA (Northern Virginia). The NOVA Team still celebrates the holidays of the NOLA (some like myself lived there for quite some time), and one holiday people truly enjoy is Mardi Gras.

Basically - weeks of the most delicious cakes, known as King Cake!

But inside the King Cake is a little baby, and whoever "gets the baby" has to provide the next King Cake.

"When the cake was served, if a girl found the lucky token—in time the bean was replaced by a porcelain doll, which in turn gave way to a plastic "baby"—she was obligated to have the party the following week. The young man she designated to be her king was responsible for supplying the king cake. Accordingly, if a young man found the token, he would designate one of the girls to be his queen. However, in keeping with the prevailing custom of the reigning queen assuming the role of host, she'd still be expected to throw the next party."

My friend Pam, well she got the baby, have fun!!

for our Mardi Gras celebration,she almost ate it.