My halloween mask

Do NOT ask me what I was doing at a cocktail function of the "Spouses of Heads of Mission". I am not a spouse, I am not a head, I was not on a mission for anything. I simply had to represent our president a few nights ago and hob nob with a wonderfully different crowd..the genteel, diplomatic crowd that wasn't downing cosmos, martini and tequilas and wolfing down canapes. AND who had never heard of facebook. Apparently my boss had been generously supporting their various fund raising activities through the years and they decided to hold an intimate cocktail reception at the residence of the head of the European Union in appreciation for the donations. And so since she could not make it due to a prior engagement, I received my copy of the letter informing them that she would send MRS. Francisco, her - ehem - Vice President for Public Relations. So not only was I transformed into a respectable married woman that would blend in with the 'spouses' crowd, I was given a temporary promotion to boot! Of course I carried my new dignified spouse role with such elan that night, I almost believed it to be true... yeah..that was my version of halloween, a belated one, where I had the chance to wear a mask and adapt a totally different persona... I must say it was fun, and so refreshing to do everything in moderation - from talking to drinking to canape-munching... but I guess everything has its limits. I got home that night, immediately shed off this new persona and wolfed down a whole platter of adobo.