Next year I will post about how I accidentally ended up in New Orleans with my one year old son and my 8 month pregnant friend during Mardis Gras. (That was an amazing story).
But this year Mardis Gras (or Fat Tuesday) sort of snuck up on me as we were supposed to be in New York City watching the Westminster dog show. Instead we are not there. The airline refunded our tickets when they cancelled all flights into NYC over the weekend due to the blizzard.
So, here we are, not where we thought we'd be. It is a little discombobulating.
Today is also Abraham Lincoln's actual birthday (February 12, 1809) which is a much more serious occassion.
The nice thing about Fat Tuesday is I always know what we are going to have for dinner. Pancakes.
Laissez les Bon Temps Rouler! Have a great Fat Tuesday and a wonderful Abraham Lincoln's Birthday.