Let the Parties Begin

It’s the first weekend in December, which means that the season for Christmas parties has officially commenced.  To start out the holiday junket, our friends, Preston and Ashley, hosted a Christmas party at their house.  They had the traditional gingerbread bites and holiday music, but also included the not-so-traditional-but-ever-so-popular game of beer pong with made-to-order margaritas for guests.  (We live in warm, sunny, southern California.  What beverages do you expect guests to drink?!)  Per my new routine, I shied away from the alcoholic beverages and stuck with water.  A few people noticed, but since I’m not a big drinker to start out with, it didn’t seem to trigger any questions.  We always have the best time at Ashley and Preston’s parties and this was no exception.  (Steve had a particularly good time considering he lost a game of beer pong.)

Last night, we attended our church’s Young Marrieds’ Christmas Party.  As always, it was a blast.  We dressed up in cocktail attire, ate bacon-wrapped dates (perhaps one of my new favorite bacon dishes) and sipped on hot cocoa.  Needless to say, it was slightly more traditional than our first party.  Steve, the emcee for the evening (of course), organized a Christmas carol competition.  Our team did a remixed version of Joy to the World.  The men beat-boxed while the women sang.  I’m not even going to pretend that I really participated.  I fully acknowledge that I am partially tone-deaf….hmmm…I guess I should start buying CDs for Baby Vo now so that I don’t have to ruin his or her ears with my singing.