The Luau

On Saturday I attended a Luau. Now, I don't usually go to parties. I am a bit of a homebody. But on Saturday, being childless, the Better Half and I enjoyed a party.

The food was great, deep-fried turkey, deep-fried venison and desserts like no tomorrow. It was a bring your own beer party, which was evident by the 30 or so coolers lined up in a row. Mine had Twisteds in them. Watermelon. Yum. See, Twisteds are bad cause they taste like koolaid and you drink many more that way. . .

By 4 am, I had managed to polish off many watermelon Twisteds and was having difficulty walking so I, apparently, took a nap - in the yard.

This would not have been so bad had I not been wearing glowy things. Needless to say, everyone knew I was napping, and proceeded to deck me out in Luau attire. (sorry, no pictures, I burned them yesterday) I was decked head to toe in Luau. I had the grass skirt, the lei, the coconut bra (I wonder who put that on me) and a funny grass hat.

I will be wearing said attire for the blogcrawl. I wonder how many Twisteds I will need to start doing the limbo in my computer room . . .