It was lovely to be in our own house during a party gathering thingie for a change. Anyone who knows us doesn't usually understand why we (this is mostly me, and maybe Nicky) don't generally want to be involved with parties. It's rare that we invite anyone over on any of our birthdays (shocking i know! this is even when we HAD friends). We used to invite one or two favourites and go out for lunch at the most.
I decided this probably comes from all the times when little, quiet, unknown little things a friend of a friend invited us to his friends massive families party. We'd arrive at strangers houses where millions of people greeted then ignored us. We were REALLY shy. (were?) Also the "friends" used to abandon us for more interesting kids. The adults usually loved us. "You look like little princesses!" They'd tell us to get us out of our shell. It worked as much as we looked royal.
We liked and still love movies but can't stand most party games and never wanted to be humiliated during find the pin, or that put on a bunch of clothes and relay race one.
I'm totally not bitter.
So anyway, there was champagne, there was a BBQ (i was the one SLAVING AWAY choking on smoke) there were no cameras (because i was the one SLAVING AWAY...) there was punch that could have been alcoholic if you just chose to BELIEVE, and about 15 people in all arrived to greet Cherish who finally legally gets to non sneakily guzzle all that red wine thats disappeared over the years.
It was great having you there Sharon! I think next time we should make a punch that you dont have to imagine is making you tipsy. Also we'll just have it without the juice and the fruit.
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you sound so angry!
i aint gonna have another birthday party for a whole year!
I guess my invitation got lost in the mail..
*sniff*
I remember one and they made us act like animals on a piece of newspaper.
Aw, thanks Lisa! I'm glad I could come.
Maybe omit the tea as well, eh? I stil say it doesn't belong in punch... especially when you're TRYING to believe it's alcoholic. Ah well.
Jonathan thought some of his own beer was "toxic", so I can't exactly blame John for his opinion of it. Not that it really was... toxic... or anything. Heh.
You guys need to come to our Christmas Eve party! I can't ENTIRELY promise that there won't be any humiliating (aka fun, *nudge nudge*) games, but if there are, I solemnly swear that we (I) won't FORCE you to participate. What more could you ask for? :D
And have you really nicknamed Alistair "Aoo Bell"?? *blink*
Thats what i meant by no juice and no fruit!
I don't call Alistair Aoobell. It's too hard to pronounce.
Haha! You're just lazy Lisa. And its his own fault for having a name starting with A. It was all my idea! Wasn't it?
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