“Next year we should have the twelve days of Skippy!” –

So, the party literally rocked my socks off. Though the effect was delayed until I went home and took off my socks. No matter!

Three drinks, four games of chess, SO many people that I care about, and one purple-faced me as I shouted “No FUCKING way!” in the midst of my surprise. Good god damn, she is devious. :) And I have a SCHWEET new watch chillin’ on my wrist.

Oh, and the FOOD! Holy crap! I still can’t stop talking about the pierogies, thanks to and . God DAMN was that good food.

OH, and for all of those that couldn’t come, I saw you being invisible, hiding in corners, and your attendance was appreciated. :)