Yesterday was a blizzard. I guess. The news kept telling us it was a blizzard. It probably was. It seemed pretty tame. I think Ed Wilson and his kind (local meteorologists) just had a snow boner and let their excitement spin out of control. We still left the house. We survived. The worst thing that happened was Scott stepped on the parking lot and started blowing away in the wind. Maybe if you're a wimp that kind of thing keeps you from leaving the house. When you're in the mood to party you're in the mood to party and there shouldn't be anything that stands in your way. Our friend Matt was also in the mood to party. YAY!
I made some cookies and Chinese assholes (this is a name that Heath came up with for my turkey, pesto wrap things and it's a name that's going to stick) and we headed to Heath and Michael's to quench our party thirst. Heath made some super potent, extra delicious chex mix. There was fondue. There was wine. There was a game that didn't even come from a box. It was really a perfect evening.
This boxless game. I don't remember the name of this game, but Heath had 10 questions prepared and we all had to write down our answers for the questions. After we wrote it down we went from person to person and read all the answers and we had to guess who wrote what. To recap this was a party that consisted of 5 HILARIOUS people. (Oh yeah. I'll count myself in the hilarity. I'm not humble.) The funniest people I know. I was in tears laughing, my legs were involuntarily kicking around, I was writhing around in my seat. I wish I remembered all of the answers. They were brilliant. That's always how it is though. If something is REALLY funny it just turns into a blur of funny. I know one of the answers was "Vagina, vagina, vagina."
Then I get up today and think it's going to be oh-so-disappointing as I come down from the fun high from last night. I was wrong. I got a text from Heath around 9:30, Overboard was on AMC! Holy shit. What did I do to deserve this much awesomeness?!