Not in the mood to write about boys, my home life, or my boring work life. Since its prime time Christmas time- I'll write about the handful of holiday parties I've attended over the past month. Last year I was in Paris over Christmas, so this year I feel like I'm absorbing all the festivities. Never realized how many different outfits and dresses the month of December requires. I've had to recycle a dress or two and was the least bit happy about it.
My first holiday party was for my company and I decided to go balls to the wall out by buying an expensive sparkly dress and getting my hair done. Made some fun/bad decisions that make the work place less mudane now. All in all it was a great holiday party and the open bar is never a safe place to hang out.
White elephant gift exchanges are seriously a new all time favorite. I find myself bursting with laughter not knowing what each person is going to open up. Of course it sucks when some janky person steals the gift that was actually good, and you end up with a outfit for a wine bottle that actually has a hat. Who has time to think about that and who has time to actually put an outfit on a wine bottle? Like hey my wine bottle is freezing let me put this sweater and hat on it! Whatever, I cracked myself up when someone opened up my gift with the un intention of it being a rape kit. At the dollar store I started putting things in my bag super last minute and didnt realize a ski mask, mustache, ramen noodles, vaseline, and sungalssses could pass as a rape kit.
The cheese and desserts- OMG. I guess it's never a party unless there's four different flavors of cheese and crackers displayed. A bunch of cookies with majority being store bought from the last minute lazys like myself. It's seriously dangerous to hang out near the those fun filled tables. While at a party I have to have something in my had just in case an akward conversation comes up with a stranger so I mine as well stuff my face with those store bought cookies and cheese. Don't know if the appetizer tables or open bar is more of a danger zone...
With Christmas around the corner I'm very much excited to celebrate it with my family and friends. Of course my shopping isn't done, but why would it be when the only thing I know is procrasination? Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays.
My first holiday party was for my company and I decided to go balls to the wall out by buying an expensive sparkly dress and getting my hair done. Made some fun/bad decisions that make the work place less mudane now. All in all it was a great holiday party and the open bar is never a safe place to hang out.
White elephant gift exchanges are seriously a new all time favorite. I find myself bursting with laughter not knowing what each person is going to open up. Of course it sucks when some janky person steals the gift that was actually good, and you end up with a outfit for a wine bottle that actually has a hat. Who has time to think about that and who has time to actually put an outfit on a wine bottle? Like hey my wine bottle is freezing let me put this sweater and hat on it! Whatever, I cracked myself up when someone opened up my gift with the un intention of it being a rape kit. At the dollar store I started putting things in my bag super last minute and didnt realize a ski mask, mustache, ramen noodles, vaseline, and sungalssses could pass as a rape kit.
The cheese and desserts- OMG. I guess it's never a party unless there's four different flavors of cheese and crackers displayed. A bunch of cookies with majority being store bought from the last minute lazys like myself. It's seriously dangerous to hang out near the those fun filled tables. While at a party I have to have something in my had just in case an akward conversation comes up with a stranger so I mine as well stuff my face with those store bought cookies and cheese. Don't know if the appetizer tables or open bar is more of a danger zone...
With Christmas around the corner I'm very much excited to celebrate it with my family and friends. Of course my shopping isn't done, but why would it be when the only thing I know is procrasination? Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays.
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