A Dragon in Sheep’s Clothing

Tomorrow night is the SPCA Fur Ball. It’s a fundraising event, and normally you’d pay a pretty penny to attend, but the company I work for is a sponsor so there is a table set aside for anyone who wanted to attend. Plus 3 of my coworkers are either on the SPCA Board or volunteer there. There will be a fancy dinner and silent auction.

The fact that it’s black tie didn’t really sink in until after I’d committed to take the place of another coworker who had to back out. I’m sure I can swing the attire — I have some black velvet stuff from the night I photographed Bocelli (*sigh*) – but I’m already self-conscious and stressing about it. I just keep telling myself that it’s worth it for a really nice free dinner.

I heard that my former boss will be there too, which is cool because the last few times I’ve tried to have lunch with my cohorts in higher ed, she’s had to skip for various reasons. I also heard that her dog of 14 years passed away last week. I hope it doesn’t keep her away. There will be several dogs (pets of dinner guests) there as well.