Nothing says summer solstice party like Kevin raising a yellow gourd, Kari and Kelly dancing in the kitchen and Ronson and Paul ( or should I say Cole?) talking soccer.
I woke up today just before noon, still feeling drunk. How did I get home?
My sincerest apologies to anyone who tried the swill I tried to pass off as wine. God it was terrible. Yet somehow delicious when mixed with Chianti. Two reds that made a right!
Happy Summer Solstice.
3 comments:
So YOU'RE the one who brought that crazy wine that tasted like Skittles!
Guilty. I'm totally not going to be invited to any more parties.
And I always thought you were a boxed wine girl. What has the world come to....And nice to see Paul's party wear is the same as his Target wear...very classy.
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