Saturday day, the hubman and I attended the holiday party of the owner of our workplace. This is a party at his house that happens every year where the higher up management types from our company and people from organizations (and possibly charities) that our boss is a part of attend. It’s more of an open house for the big boss man to spread some holiday cheer to those he probably doesn’t get enough one-on-one time with.
For the past two years, hubs has been invited since he’s the manager of the graphics department.
This party is super nice – the house is beautiful and can fit 3 or 4 of my houses inside of it.
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| Actually, my house can probably enter through the front door. |
The house is decked out with beautiful decorations.
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| View of the back yard. Beyond that table is the pool. |
There is lots of catered food.
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| My healthy balance of asparagus and chocolate fondue. |
Three open bars.
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| That bartender tried to talk to me about sports. LOL. /Fail bartender |
And you’re sure to be mingling with someone from work that you probably shouldn’t have too many drinks in front of.
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| Warning noted. Ok, not really. |
Anyway, we are always grateful just for the invitation. And we like the chance to dress up for the holidays other than our normal work party. We had a good time. 🙂
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| This picture really captures my eye wrinkles. Awesome. At least hubs looks super cute-a-fied. |
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