Party Time

Howdy folks! I am recovering nicely from the big company party we attended last night.

What a hoot. And a holler. Good peoples, good food and good times. The dinner party was held at Sullivan’s Steakhouse, which was real good except for the fact that I had to send back my salmon not once, not twice, but three times. I guess I should have ordered the steak. Ya think? I know it was a fluke because they usually get it right the first time – but no matter. The manager gave me his card with a drink on the house for my next visit. And you can’t beat that.

We all know I love good drinks, good food and good parties! Here are a few pics that C$ took of of us before we headed out for a night on the town. Let’s go

It’s party time!


You will notice I am wearing my purdy dress. I decided to wear my sued microfiber black boots instead of heels. They looked real nice. A mix between classy & sassy AND they aren’t too high to boogie down in. And boogie down we did.
You will also notice the handsome fella on the left. What a catch.


Speaking of a catch.  WB was having a party of her own.  We weren’t invited.  Those in attendance: our decorated Christmas tree, any round globe ornaments, and C$ the ornament dangler and party instigator.


Echo was also not invited to WB’s private party.  She doesn’t mind. Her idea of a party and pure bliss is a holiday nap.
G’ night my dear old Echo we are outta here!


The party girl, putting on the finishing touches.

Happy cheer and zesty good times – Robyn.