Tuesday, March 5, 2019

That Fattest of Tuesdays

Today is Mardi Gras, but I don't feel all that festive. I'm waiting for the shoe to drop, that one phone call which will inform me that a friend of mine has died, all the while, taking calls from people who are in disbelief about the whole thing. To compound things, I'm fighting laryngitis, so I want to limit all conversations. To feel better, I cooked a big chicken yellow curry and have been drinking hot toddys all day. I let my trivia team compatriots know that I was in no shape to be interacting with anyone in public... don't want to emulate Typhoid Mary.

Anyway, Mardi Gras just hasn't been festive, but I think listening to some Cajun music by Steve Riley and the Mamou Playboys will do something to lighten the mood.

When laissez le bon temps rouler doesn't work, a little Mardi Gras music can make the mal temps more bearable.

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