How we roll
I woke this morning after not one but three margaritas last night due to a waiter error. Seriously, I only ordered one. Meanwhile, I had to get Tin up for a doctor’s appointment and I stubbed my little pinky toe on the side of his bed while he was demanding Dizzy Gillespie’s Salt Peanuts and his drum (ruling from the crib no less). I tried to get it all back together and not lose the day and I was able to recoup it all on the way home form the pediatrician when WWOZ was playing the Mardi Gras Indians Mardi Gras music. Fabulous stuff that reminded me that despite all else, it’s Mardi Gras here and everybody’s having fun.
March 4th, 2011 at 4:30 pm
Hmmmm. Why is it that in New York, ALL WE DO IS WORK??? Sounds like a trip to the south might be in order….
March 4th, 2011 at 4:52 pm
Honey, I can’t imagine why you are up there in the winter snow with all work and no play. But I’m too busy to write because I’m trying to sew the glitter toes on my elephant legs for Fat Tuesday.