yay par-tay!

thanks to everyone who made my party so much fun! thanks also to rose's sour apple martini mix. yum.

there were a lot of people here last night, and they all schemed to keep me up until 3am. 3am!! (all 45 of you crazy people did a top-notch job keeping me not only busy but boozy, too.)

i was overwhelmed by the number of people here, and as flim-flam flappy as that makes me feel i was sad that i couldn't spend tons of time with everyone. since i couldn't figure out how to be everywhere at once, ray helpfully took a few photos so that i could vicariously experience things like mary trying to lick her elbow.

one thing i did witness was a comment about how our parties have become an icon of creative meats. bacon-wrapped hot dogs, bourbon weenies... perhaps next time i'll make sausage balls or something to keep the tradition going strong. (as a hostess, instead of checking on my weenies during the course of a party, it would be a nice change of pace to instead check on my balls.)

also, i have to mention the number of people who showed up having never met me before. jesse, mykull, chris, ben, mary anne, sean, vera... it takes some, um, balls to walk into a party at the house of a stranger. you totally rock.

finally, i received many thoughtful and moving gifts, which always humbles me. two gifts that confused me were 1) a real cuban cigar, duct-taped in its plastic tube along with a mini bottle of goldschlager to a scrap of 2x4, accompanied by a quirky ransom note, and 2) the ethel merman disco album.