What a fun, costly, messy event a house party is!
I realised this morning, when I woke up groggy, exhausted, and mildly hungover next to my handsome paramour JVL, that I have not thrown a house party in my own home since Christmas of whatever year it was that Casey and Dave got their nipples pierced (2000?)
It’s a lot of work! And a lot of fun! We had the promised inflated pool, some of the promised hot weather, the hoped-for BBQ and many but not all of the hoped-for people. I think about 30 people showed up over the course of the day, including many of my lovely LJ folks, who I don’t have the energy to type out your tags, but I love you all!
More on this later, after I’ve had time to sort through the photos…
Did Casey get his pierced too? I don’t remember that. But that would have been Christmas ’99.
-DL
Oh yes; you all did it, remember? I can’t recall who the bandleader was, but it was someone totally ridiculous and unreasonable, like Nagler(?)
I have a nasty photo somewhere of you and Casey on the futon in my TV room at the top of the stairs, drunk out of your minds, with candy canes hanging in a decorative fashion from your respective nipple piercings. Very festive.
I have only the vaguest recollections of humorous yet mildly inappropriate candy-cane-related shenanigans. I’m afraid I wasn’t in on the group trip with the boys, though. I got mine done with Becky in October I think.
And you can email me that picture any time you’re ready.
-DL