An aside-- would you like to find out what movies I'm glad I didn't see in 2008 and my thoughts on the great Tom Cruise debate? Come visit me in the land of Brandy!
... alternately titled my Saturday night, in hypothetically Facebooked form.
(Background: Annual Christmas party, now held in January, with seven of my besties, mucho wine, cheese, and debauchery)
Princess thinks that an average of nearly two bottles of wine each is a little frightening.
Princess still has not reached her maximum cheese capacity.
Princess is giving Snoop a run for his money.
Princess is doing the limbo beneath a Swiffer.
Princess is now spanking her friend with said Swiffer.
Princess is all about having whip cream sprayed liberally into her mouth.
Princess is sharing a lollipop with a cricket in it. It apparently tastes nutty.
Princess hates it when she falls while enacting sexy dance moves.
Princess is the walrus... koo-koo-ka-choo!
Princess is laughing at S's dogpile related injuries and her resulting washcloth and ribbon bandage.
Princess does not think that picture is a very good idea at all.
Princess is perplexed as to why her friends are singing along to the Chipmunks.
Princess is surprised at the cornucopia of salacious information exchanged in a game of "I've Never".
Princess wonders why her boyfriend doesn't respond when she texts him "Wooooooo!"
Princess thinks it is time for bed when people starts singing Achy-Breaky Heart.
(and today... "Princess' head and tummy wish she would stop pretending she is 19.")