Party. Party. Party.

For those of you who read Jan’s blog, you’ll notice that I’ve stolen her recent title and appropriated it for my own use. Of course, there are two less parties in my title, since she had five in one week and I only had three. Hummph. But being as I spend at least a minute or two every morning trying to figure out how to roll my ginormous belly out of bed without shifting the axis of the earth, having three parties in one week still makes me feel like a rock star.

The week from November 6 through the 13 felt like one amazing fete after another, with a small intermission to make room for work. Originally I thought that I’d just do one post on all of them but it’s just too much. Inego Montoya once said, “Let me ‘splain. No. Is too much. Let me sum up.” I really don’t want to sum up my three party week. I want to ‘splain it in all its glorious detail.

So, let’s begin at the beginning, shall we?