A Mardi Gras Mystery is Afoot

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Over the weekend, the hubs and I received an odd missive in the mail. It was an invitation to the ball of a very old Mardi Gras krewe. CS was also asked to “serve on the Committee and participate in the general dancing after the fourth dance,” and I, addressed as Mrs. Captain Sarcastic, was asked to also join the Queen’s reception.

To our knowledge, we do not know anyone in this krewe. The ball is this coming Saturday. I’d have to either squeeze into an old formal dress or buy a new one in one week (not likely) and get a babysitter. We were inclined not to go.

But at lunch in the office today, I mentioned my odd missive and lo! several in my office got them, too. So many, in fact, that there is now the suggestion, a rumor, that the 2008 king of the krewe is a member of my firm.

I LOVE a good mystery. I have made gentle inquiries and studied responses. I’ve learned very little.

But intrigued I am. So now I have to get all dolled up and get a babysitter. Because even if I didn’t go to learn for myself who invited us, I am curious about the goings on at these august balls. Plus, I’ll have something good to blog about come Sunday.

Update: A dress fits! A dress fits! Now, to get a babysitter and an appointment for an updo.

Further Update: We have a babysitter!! A teenage relative. Oh, lordy! I am scared! But we are GOING!

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