Fat Tuesday

In a flash of inspiration, my tattered gold purse became a mask complete with crescent moon horns, a good match for my husbands dashing Pan mask. Decked out in our finest, we set out to celebrate this night of debauchery. The joke was on us though...thanks to food poisoning the revelry was over before it even started. I won't describe the rest of the evening, but will say that we plan to cool it on excess for a while.