What better way to celebrate Christmas than to get together with some friends for an Ugly Christmas Sweater Party? Being a little short on time, I knew I had to borrow a sweater. And I knew who would have one.
But how do you ask your wonderful stepmom if you can borrow one of her Christmas sweaters to go to an Ugly Christmas Sweater party? Just didn't sound right.
Luckily, my brother asked her first. That green collar? Yeah, not a real shirt underneath - it's part of the sweatshirt.
Pure awesome-ness.
Good thing for us, she still had enough sweaters that Darrin and I could each borrow one, too. Of course, she cautioned us to take care of them, because she still wears them.
Thanks, Care!
The party was great fun, and I totally enjoyed hanging with the wives of the guys I work with. We shuffled all the kids into our game room, and hired a sitter to keep track of them so we could relax. Three lasagnas, a whole bunch of beer, and a little benedryl for some (sorry about that cat allergy, Justin) and the evening was relaxing and full of laughs.
Of course our Russian friends brought with them a giant bottle of Grey Goose vodka, and quite a few shots later, the boys were having a great time.
And that's when the hugs started. Vodka, a Santa Hat, some cool fashion and a little Christmas spirit seem to bring people together. Who knew?!?
Also, apparently Christmas sweaters are OK at the Wrangler. Sure didn't expect that.
I'm pretty sure we need to make this one an annual event.




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