Monday, September 12, 2011
Friday, September 9, 2011
Yeah, you read that right and no, it wasn't EXACTLY like that.
The boss man's wife held a Passion Party.
If you don't know what that is, google it.
So, I wasn't really looking foward to going to the party. Not because of the nature of it, but because I'm still new here (even though it's been 4 years) and I still don't know a whole lot of people. The older I get, the less I like to be in uncomfortable social situations.
However, I like the bosses's wife. She's nice. And there was nothing else to do on a Thursday night. I can always watch Big Brother on-line if I ended up missing the episode, so, you know....it's all good.
What was funny was trying to explain to Maggie without really explaining it to her, why I was going to a party that she couldn't come to. I hate giving the old standard "because it's a party just for grown-ups". I like trying to be as honest as I can with her, but that just wasn't gonna fly.
I arrived at the party just a few minutes behind and was relieved to find that I knew most of the people at the party.
In addition, the food was amazing. It was only cocktail weiners and meatballs (so appropriate for this kind of party) and chips with cheese dip, but the cheese dip was not your normal Rotel and Velveeta. It was 3 different kinds of cheeses with shredded chicken and ranch dressing. Yummy, yum, yum, yum. The meatballs were in a crock pot and were in a combination of salsa and honey barbeque sauce. Never had that before and it was to die for.
And, as my co-worker lovingly created and decorated, there was a pink penis cake. The funniest part of that (besides the obvious, ehem, icing "leakage" at the end) was the fact that her 21 year old son was giving her pointers on how to make it more "realistic" looking when she was making it!
The party started off by easing you in to it by showing you all the sprays and lotions and gels and stuff and then she got to the good stuff.
Y'all, I don't think I've ever touched that many penises (albeit fake vibrating ones) in one night like that (not even that one night at the fire department with those firefighters) EVER.
What was even funnier was that everyone (for the most part) was actually taking it so seriously. We were pointing out pros and cons of each one that was passed around.
All in all, it was a good night. I helped the hostess bring up her sales orders and came home with a full belly of good food.
How was YOUR Thursday night? Anything like mine?
Spewed by Mama Dawg at 11:25 AM
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Erin.....this is for you.
So, I've pulled yet another disappearing act. It's been quite a while.
Let's play catch up first and then, hopefully on to posts....again. I know, I know, I know. I'm worse than a 13 year old boy who promises he'll call after school and never does and then ignores you for the rest of the week because, well, he's a 13 year old boy.....wait...what?
Let's see. I last posted in May, so that's....roughly 4 months of catching up.
Not too shabby.
I've learned to sew.
I've learned to sew A LOT. I smell a new obsession! And no, not the CK kind (although I do like that scent).
Spewed by Mama Dawg at 5:11 PM