For some reason, everytime Mike and I throw a party, he thinks that only 50% of the people we invite will show up. Granted there is a certain percentage one can expect to turn down the invitation and maybe 50% is a good number to expect BUT when you take into account that our last three parties have had 110% attendance, you tend to think about how many you invite. At least one would think you would think.

Well, this evening's "holiday celebration" brought in more people than we expected. Nothing unmanageable but still they stayed way past bedtime; theirs, not ours. Mike and I decided to take the day off tomorrow from our jobs to clean up. He went to bed at 11:00pm. I finished cleaning at 11:30pm.

There are more leftovers than I would like. I am losing my touch at determing what is enough food for a party. Anybody for Brie or carrot/celery sticks? Homemade hummus and spinach dip? We did finish the case of wine we bought. The only stuff left is the three bottles brought by guests, half of a gigantic bottle of Grey Goose Vodka, the entire bottle of Captain Morgan Rum, and 9/10ths of a bottle of Tanquerey Gin. Wonder who had the gin? Who drinks gin anyway?

Our friends are a bunch of winos. Especially my fellow gym instructors/friends. I think they drank most of the wine. But that's why I love them. I even sent them home with some leftovers and still I have too much. Later.
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