I’m in the heart of Mardi Gras celebrations in New Orleans, and my final paper for graduate school is due Sunday. Somehow, between parades and lunches in the French Quarter, I will submit that assignment. Wish me luck.
I was a guest on a couple of podcasts that dropped this week. When I was in New York a few weeks ago, I went to the CBS studios on the west side and recorded a delightful conversation with Jill Schlesinger of Jill on Money. We talked about my NYT op-ed and riffed on how difficult it is for clients to find a true fiduciary advisor.
Last week I had a conversation with fellow advisor Tim Mullooly of the Living with Money Podcast. He asked me an excellent question about my thoughts on how to improve the financial advice industry, which led to my post earlier this week on substance.
This morning, my son’s preschool had an adorable Mardi Gras parade. The youngest kids, ages two through Kindergarten, threw beads and treats to the older kids and parents. The pre-K class’ guinea pig was the King. It’s safe to say, my son is a New Orleans native. He loves Mardi Gras beads and didn’t want to throw them to the other kids.
On Saturday, I will be riding in the Krewe of Iris parade. Iris is the oldest all female riding krewe in New Orleans and was founded in 1917. This year we have the largest number of riders in any parade, with over 3,400 women on 34 floats. I can’t wait.
Mardi Gras is a special time in New Orleans. It’s a time to celebrate with family and friends, some who you only see once a year at this time. It is also a time to enjoy being alive and just be yourself. When I moved here 8 years ago, I felt the need to see it all, attend every parade, catch every throw. It led to burnout and a year I took a ski trip to escape the party. Now I’ve learned to curate the experience to what I enjoy most. It changes with the seasons of life. This year I am experiencing it through the eyes of a toddler. I will try to capture some of it in photos to share next week. Until then, I’ll see you on the flip side.
Laissez les bons temps roulez!