So, we sort of had the best party of 2009 last night.
And I’m incredibly lame and didn’t really take photos. Let’s just say, there were 7 of us and we totally tore up the dance floor (aka the living room floor) until 2:45 in the morning. I’m actually SORE from dancing. Adam worked as a dj in college and has all this professional gear and we totally had the fog machine rolling as well as strobe lights and surround sound. It was amazing. And then, around midnight, we all sat in a circle and exchanged/tasted all of our hot sauces. Seriously y’all, have a hot sauce gift exchange party. You’ll never know what hit you.
Speaking of not knowing what hit me, Rocky made me my first ever white russian: