par-tay

Last night was a rare night indeed. Michael and I ventured out, on our own, on a week night no less. Now I know you're wondering what in the world could have dragged me out of my jammies and us out of our cozy house on a Tuesday evening. The promise of free food of course. Oh and to spend time with my favourite girls at the company Christmas shindig. We had a good time despite food that was meh and service at the restaurant that was even more meh, but then we've been known to make our own fun wherever we go. As far as "office" Christmas parties go it was pretty low key. Nobody got drunk and told the boss off and nobody snuck off to photocopy their butt. So really, what more could you ask for?