Christmas Party of the Year
I’m not one to brag about parties I host, but I’ll say this party turned out to be the Christmas Party of the Year (CPOY)! However, I must give credit to my guests, a party isn’t a party without awesome guests.
And, before I go any further… If you see your photo on my blog and would like it removed, tough! No, really, I apologize, I’ll remove it on Monday. It’s definitely much easier to ask for forgiveness, than permission.
For anyone whom (or is it who? I never know) didn’t attend, you’ll feel like you did if you just scroll down as I give a photo play-by-play of the CPOY.
We had a very distinguished beer exchange, that turned into a beer tasting. Moose Drool (poop), bad. Red Stripe, good.
We played cards. Circle of death, to be exact. No one died.
I tried my very first PBR, and loved it. It brought me back to high school (er, I mean college).
We played more games. King Quarters, this time.
We had some beverages.
We tried on Preston’s FSU helmet. Not much luck.
Danielle had better luck.
And, so did Brad.
Then the photo bombing began.
I thought I was gonna get a nice picture of just me and Preston. (;
The photo bomb turned into the photo explosion (yep, I just made that up). You know, it’s when you explode into the foreground, instead quietly hiding in the background. Photo explosion.
We were safe about our drinking and driving. I pulled out the breathalizer.
Kimberly rocked Maddox…
While we took a nice departmental picture.
We tried to jump.
We took the best photo of the night. It’s straight from the camera, no editing! Well, except for the rounded corners.
If you were there, thanks for coming. If you weren’t, I hope you enjoyed the photos. All in favor of making this a yearly gig?