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Inflatable Christmas Decorations Are So Passe — Woo’s World
I love drive around town with my grandkids and gaze at Christmas lights. They love to squeal from the backseat, ”Look Woo Woo, look at that one!" Personally, I prefer those lights that blink in unison with Christmas music playing on the front porch. Now that takes skill and probably some sort of engineering degree. Probably an electrician's license, too.
The latest decorating craze seems to b
Can You Tell Who Lives in a House By Their Christmas Decorations? — Woo’s World
It's that time of year when something magic happens. We call it the Christmas Spirit, and it touches young and old in different ways. Houses start to sparkle and shine, draped in garlands of lights and decorations galore.
I make it a game and try to guess what kind of family lives in those beautifully decorated houses.
The Krewe of Centaur Goes Big for Mardi Gras — Woo’s World
Every year about this time I start to get butterflies in my stomach. I'm lucky enough to be the person who is the Specialty Unit Director for the mighty Krewe of Centaur's Mardi Gras Parade. It's a huge, huge undertaking. I get very excited when a talented marching band says yes, they'll march with Centaur. Or when I get a creative idea that I think the crowds that attend the parade will love.
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The Day I Bought Food for Poor Kids — Woo’s World
School was out and there I was at McDonald's letting my grandchildren play in the playground. There was a young family there with four young boys so wild the parents couldn't keep up with them.
The toddler kept coming by offering up his fat little hand and wiggling his fingers, begging for french fries. His parents would come by and gather him up and apologize. But there was something not quite ri
Do You Remember Shreveport-Bossier’s Battle of the Bands? — Woo’s World
The 60s were the era of the garage band. Everybody had a band in their garage. Some were great, and others not so much. But for sure Shreveport-Bossier was the birth place of a hundred different local bands, and we thought they were all wonderful!
Why Does Nobody Smile at Walmart? — Woo’s World
The next time you shop at Walmart -- and we all do -- take a second and look around. Nobody is smiling! You'll see snarls in the home improvement department and frowns in the canned goods aisle.
Blanchard Music Festival Teams Up With Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure
Grab your lawn chairs and prepare to head north, Shreveporters. The third annual Blanchard Music Festival is being held on Saturday, October 20.
The festival raises money for a local charitable cause. This year, the money raised will be donated to the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure -- specifically, a local Blanchard woman who is suffering from breast cancer.
Crepe Thieves Get Unsavory Payback Thanks to Bug Attack — Woo’s World
A girlfriend and myself were asked to decorate for a Ladies Luncheon at the Church. Naturally, there was little if any budget. We wanted something beautiful, so we decided on crepe myrtles. They're cheap and plentiful.
Expert Bridge Player Loses to Beginner — Woo’s World
I always say "I stink at bridge" but I don't really mean it -- it's just a joke. I hate to think that maybe it's true and that I really do stink!
Why I Hate Fortune Cookies — Woo’s World
When eating at a Chinese Restaurant, most people look forward to the fortune cookie. They think they're fun. They even believe they're good luck. They take the lucky numbers on the back of the fortune and play them in the lottery. But me? Well, I get the stupidest fortunes of them all.
Undercover Investigator Visits Shreveport’s Splash Kingdom Water Park — Woo’s World
I decided to do something special with my grandson today. School has started already and he and I didn't get a chance to do anything he considered special this summer. So here I am at Splash Kingdom, sitting under a shade pavilion with sweat dripping off the end of my nose.
10-Year-Old Boy Drives Dad to Emergency Room After He Suffers a Heat Stroke — Woo’s World
At one point in our lives, we lived on a 87-acre farm near Lake Bisteneau. As all farmers know, farm work never ends. One hot summer day, my husband and our 10-year-old son were digging post holes for some new fencing. My husband was operating the tractor and my son was manning the post hole digger. Hole after hole, they made their way across the pasture.
It was a typical Louisiana Day: a zillion