Laissez Les Bons Temps Rouler

Kids, it's Mardi Gras! I've been to New Orleans for exactly one day and it happened to be Mardi Gras.

And it was awesome.

The year was 2003. Women's jeans were still high waisted. Arnold Schwarzenegger became Governor of California. And the camera took actual film.

Translated: I had to go down to the basement to hunt for actual photos. I couldn't just sit in my leather chair and scroll thru the digital photos on my Mac. We all have our crosses to bear, don't we?

Anyhoo, I found the stack of Mardi Gras photos and I don't believe that many of them will make it to my blog because well, it's Mardi Gras. And few of them are G rated.

Or PG.

Or PG-13.

They just might be R rated. And I'd really hate to check the box on my Settings tab on my blog that reads "Adult Content". Because (despite my Mardi Gras pictures) I'm not that kind of blog.

But back to the photos.

Look closely at this photo.

It's a dude.

Look closely at this photo.

It's a dude. With better eye makeup than me on the best eye makeup day of my life.

Look closely at this photo.

It's two dudes.

That's it. That's all the Mardi Gras 2003 photos that I'm going to post. The rest have an R rating and are going back in the shoe box in the basement marked "Fish Grandpa Caught Over the Last Fifty Years". That aught to nix any curiosity that anyone visiting my basement has over what's in that box.

Okay. Okay. Stop twisting my arm. Maybe one more photo.

Look closely at this photo. It's two dudes. And two ladies. I'm the lady on the left, grabbing my husband's behind. I'm so classy.

Laissez les bons temps rouler!

Translated: Let the good times roll!

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