My enthusiasm could have improved.....


Ladies and Gentlemen Mr Mooney on the keys.



All in all, drums were played (The VP can rock), keys tickled, voices carried. Also, Frisbees flew, Bocci ball was played, and Krista shivered.
Ali's shower was great. Her mother is a fabulous party planner.
Beautious bridemaids / Fierce Flower Gal
Niki's party was a blast (AWESOME APT!!!) but unfortunately I have no pictures :(
I would have loved to have had my video-cam with me to catch the feeling of Bolt and I scarfing down PEPI'S SUBS at 2 am.
Sunday night's dinner- Charcoal Steakhouse. Seriously, Brilliant dinner.
My bro-in-law STARTED with the Pig's Tails and then moved on to an 18 ounce steak.
18. Ounces.
I sent his pic to C dawg to make him jealous:
To cap off the evening, my sister and I had a wee contest when we returned home from dinner.
It was called "Who can find a hotter picture of their "It-Man" celebrity smoking AND THEN have Kel's hubby judge"
I obviously won.
James Franco vs. Robert Pattison was an easy one for me to win. I suppose my sister's obsession with R PATT has driven her hubs to not exactly be a "fan".
What with her Twilight calendar, tee-shirts, etc.