I love “entertaining.” Since I live by myself, I don’t normally cook that much, but I enjoy doing it from time to time. Plus, it’s just nice to have a full house every once in a while.
This week* I decided to host two events at my house, the rationale being that I’d only have to clean once. SCORE!!
Thursday night was book club.
It was one of the best meetings in recent memory. We read This is Your Brain on Music, which was fascinating, if a bit dry. But the most fun came when we played songs for one another. It was really great to listen to some different types of music and to be able to share what we liked with one another. You can read more about it (and see pictures!) on our book club blog. (yeah, we’re that cool!)
Oh, and I broke a wine glass that night. It was my wine glass, so I didn’t feel so bad. Just a little embarrassed/clumsy.
Friday night was Bunco night!
We haven’t played Bunco in months so it was good to get everyone together again. I made a taco/nacho bar that seemed to go over well and, as always, there were lots and lots and lots of drinks. Unfortunately, there aren’t many pictures. I was apparently having too much fun playing hostess to remember to take photos, even though I had my camera out. Plus, there’s the unfortunate situation with my camera cord (see below) D’oh!!
For the first time in maybe forever I actually WON!! I got most wins and a $25 prize. Awesome!
The “highlight” of the evening came when I decided to sit on my fold-up buffett table. I had already put most of the foodstuffs away and we were just sitting around gabbing. I hopped up onto the table and it decided to fall out from under me… everything on the table (the remainder of the food, the tablecloth, me) slowly but surely slid to one side. Everyone was laughing so hard they were crying and Kim managed to snap this pic with her cell phone (the quality isn’t great, but I think you get the point)
After that we decided to go to the local strip club. Yeah, yeah, I know… but I’m fascinated with strippers… and it’s within walking distance… and it’s a bit of a tradition.
Anyway, this was NOT my night to be at the “club.” I got knocked in the head by a stripper heel and had to call security on a creepy guy who wouldn’t leave us alone.
Note to guys: Just because girls are in a strip club doesn’t mean they want to sleep with you. Or talk to you. So when someone asks you to leave, LEAVE!! Don’t argue, just move on. Get yourself a lap dance or something.
In conclusion, I had two parties at my house in two nights. I’m 2-for-2 in breaking things: first a wine glass, then a table. Awesome!
*My mom’s &**%-ing really cute puppies chewed through my camera cord, so I can’t post pictures from LAST weekend, but now I’m caught up.. SCORE!!