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Got my new garter belt yesterday, so it fits my hips unlike the college relict that, well, doesn't. Stockings, my strappy little heels, my shiny red skirt and top low cut enough that I'm glad the bra is the same color. Little black cashmere shawl, and I looked gorgeous, dahlinks.
Pics to come as soon as our work web monster... er, master, is done with them on Monday.
Cool party, per usual. Lovely, lovely food, and I actually partook of the wine this year. (I just never get in the habit, really) An indifferent Chardonnay, but nice, and we finally had all of the IT people in attendance, so instead of mingling with everyone else (because I am one of the few people who knows almost everyone in our little balkanized department) we made a little IT island of our own.
Which was fun. My sub-boss (not the boss, but shoehorned in between me and the boss, and so still nominally in charge), is a fun guy, as should be realized by his enthusiastic pursuit of the sockpuppets, but also a gentleman who gave me a ride home after I missed both buses. (Sorry kids, wife and two adorable girls, so not on the market.) Also met several mysterious spouses (spice?) and partners of whom I'd only previously heard rumors. J's gf was particularly interesting - had a good round of chat with her.
Hobbes is now intent on licking off all of my perfume. He loves Elizabeth Arden's Green Tea, the freak. And in the interests of not smelling like cat breath, good night.
Pics to come as soon as our work web monster... er, master, is done with them on Monday.
Cool party, per usual. Lovely, lovely food, and I actually partook of the wine this year. (I just never get in the habit, really) An indifferent Chardonnay, but nice, and we finally had all of the IT people in attendance, so instead of mingling with everyone else (because I am one of the few people who knows almost everyone in our little balkanized department) we made a little IT island of our own.
Which was fun. My sub-boss (not the boss, but shoehorned in between me and the boss, and so still nominally in charge), is a fun guy, as should be realized by his enthusiastic pursuit of the sockpuppets, but also a gentleman who gave me a ride home after I missed both buses. (Sorry kids, wife and two adorable girls, so not on the market.) Also met several mysterious spouses (spice?) and partners of whom I'd only previously heard rumors. J's gf was particularly interesting - had a good round of chat with her.
Hobbes is now intent on licking off all of my perfume. He loves Elizabeth Arden's Green Tea, the freak. And in the interests of not smelling like cat breath, good night.
