insert gay musical interlude…

last night was phenomenal.

it was my favorite day of the year!

the 5th annual cheers for charity cocktail party at my brothers.
and wow was it awesome.  every year he and his old roomates
organize the event and they get sponsors so you just have to take
your donation for the less fortunate and you drink and eat for free all night.
( ummm… spectacular )

of course on friday at the tacky sweater party. (at which i wore solid glitter leggings mind you) the girls and i came up with an idea for a wardrobe change.
i mean why not embarass ourselves in front of some of raleighs finest.
so yesterday rooms and i spent the day shopping at big lots for all the right
materials, manufacturing costumes for all of us, and deciding which christmas song worked the best while fake tap dancing and lip singing. (rocking around the christmas tree … clearly a crowd pleaser.)

the boy got in town around 8 and we all got ready. headed over around 9:30 to the shindig and started to drink and hang out.  it took quite a few gross shots and miller lites, but right around 11:30, there we were.  three girls dressed as giant christmas presents and three as huge gift bags… sidestepping into a room of people we didn’t know and singing.  needless to say… noone knew what was going on. the applause i was hoping for did not ever happen… and noone knew the words. however. i am willing to say… that even though i forced everyone into doing the damn  musical interlude… it was worth it.  regardless of if everytime i’m out someone
points at me and says…thats that girl from the cocktail party i was at that dressed up in a big box… seeing all my girls dressed up like idiots with me and fake tap dancing for a solid 4 minutes was priceless.

man. i was proud. and mom and dad now have a phenomenal picture of my brother and i in giant gift boxes with bows on our heads for their refrigerator.

we headed downtown afterwards. ending up at sullivans and drinking knockouts all night while having some mob boss don stare at our table and make us feel uncomfortable.  and then i made the boy stand with me in the rain and listen to this amazing man playing the saxophone on the sidewalk outside. i hate christmas music and yet it was so pretty i was willing to stand in the rain and hear it.  of course we had no cash on us and the boy wrote him a check to cash for 20 bucks.  which we realized today was a horrible idea as the dude could just add a couple zeros to that and wipe out our bank account, but he did give us a cd.  which played the entire way home. “sounds of a street gypsy” 

cheers for charity. soooooo  my favorite day of the year.

i’m not exactly sure how to top off the gay musical interlude next year… but maybe we can dress  up as stockings or candy canes…