So...did the cops come to your party last night???????? Because they came to ours. And it wasn't because we were wild...it was because they smelled the PIG we were cookin'. Because last night I attended a get together that served ham. Not the ham-in-a-can, but the 20 lb. super smoked ham sent to us by the Mad Scientist that comes in a box, cooked and wrapped in newspaper...rather unappetizing at first glance but actually quite delicious.
Anyway, my full intention was to have a beer, then have dinner, then go to another party for 1 beer and come back to party blowers and champagne, but first the neighbors staggered in, dinner was served later than planned and then the cops showed up. Not just any cops either...3 Deputy Sheriffs (1 off duty and in charge of her children). Jeepers was in HEAVEN. He finally got the answer to his lifelong question "What kind of food do they serve in jail?" -- hot dogs with gravy on big thick plastic food trays.
I do have photo evidence...but there is something unsettling about posting a photo of a cop on my blog. The kids did get to go out and check out the car. And by the time all of that hoopla was over...and the neighbors rallied with their side dishes, we had dinner and such...my 1 beer had turned into a little more than that (visualize a light green concoction in a martini glass) and I was informed by the "off duty Cop" that it would not be a wise decision to drive. So...sorry Jamo, I took their advice.
Happy New Year and Happy 2nd Birthday to our little friend.
xo --- B.M.
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