We went to our really good friends house for a New Years Eve Party. Jason and Lise can throw the best party of anyone I know. There was so much good food that there wasn’t enough room for the punch bowl. The beverages had to go on their very own table.

We pulled out the games, because – Hey! What party is complete with out a little guy/girl competition. We don’t live in the land of the Mennonites for no reason. Segregation all the way, Baby! We were also nice enough to let the guys win……..wasn’t that nice of us.

Seriously though, we played Trivial Pursuit – the 90′s edition. We’ve should have some knowledge of that phase of our lives. We were roughly 15-25 then – we should know something. Nope, we would have done better with the 80′s edition or heck, maybe even the 70′s. The 90′s SUCKED! It didn’t help that the guys got ALL, I mean ALL the easy questions. Every one that we got was soooooo difficult! For example, which American Government official saw 4 gold stripes at a fashion show and had to have them on his next suit……..well, I think that was the question!?! It was difficult – Maybe, we just needed the Canadian Version! Hmmmm! Well, we girls accidentally knocked the board over, and decided that we should play a different game. So we attempted Cranium.

First of all, Jon got louder and louder, and was making up his own rules for the game. This was, in turn, enabling the guys to win at yet another game. Not Good! With one card left until they won…..we quit!

Yup, I’d rather be a quitter than a loser, any day!

After the sucking games attempt, Lise pulled out the karaoke machine – Jon was the only one, man enough to get up and sing. His song selection, “Man I feel like a woman” by Shania Twain, rocked the house down. It was even complete with actions. When the lyrics say something about letting my hair down – he attempted to rip out his pony tail. It didn’t work, he just ended up making a huge mess of his hair. Funny, none the less!

The guys all all went out side for a victory celebration, and we ladies sat around talking about……….not sure what we talked about, but when one guy tried to venture in to the warmth, we quickly changed the topic to hormones and PMS – to see if it would scare him off. Apparently he was a sensitive sort and just joined in feeling quite comfortable with his masculinity.

Before we knew it, it was midnight and we kissed, we cheered, we yelled, we hugged, and then We(Jon and I) went home. We had a huge party the next day, and I really wasn’t ready for it.

Happy New Year to One and All! Good Night!

p.s. I went to add a picture or two to the post, and found these pics . Apparently, my babysitter and her friend were playing around with my webcam! Happy New Years to them, too!