It's Party Time... Take 1!

Food is prepped,
Wine is breathing,
Candy everywhere;
'Tis the season!

Six Word Essay on Christmas Parties

My waistline can't take one more!

You've Gotta Do, What You've Gotta Do!

Sometimes I get to do things I love...
Other times I get to perform for a bunch of drunk police officers for their annual Christmas party!
Life is full of compromises.
If I want to pay my bills, wear nice clothes and eat...
I have to accept that I can't be selective in the job opportunities.
It's not the first time I've danced as a back up dancer for a bunch of drunk men...
Sadly, I'm sure it won't be the last!
But nothing has been as awful as the time I catered for a billionaire~
It wasn't so much the general disappointment that I was serving (instead of attending as a guest) at the most amazing party I've ever seen...
It was that the chef thought that it was okay to call me: "Tray Boy!"
Oh well...
That's life.  I take the good with the bad.
Face it, you've gotta do, what you've gotta do!

Bring On Christmas...

Walking into an eclectic crowd of people,

Wine and gift in hand,

Searching for a parking pass-

Get interrupted by an old friend,

A glass of wine is handed to me.

Mariah Carey is rocking out on the stereo,

I overindulge on the appetizers.

Parking pass has been located and taken care of-

Step out to the balcony for some fresh air,

the fresh air is tainted from the smokers corner.

Conversation with the smokers circle is always a riot... (Just like in high school)

Back inside, more guest have arrived and people are dancing.

The Secret Santa gift exchange was a total success!

Everyone has had a few glasses of holiday "cheer."

I love Christmas parties.

It's a good thing too... I have four more this weekend!