Tonight I was invited to a party with some select friends. I was the first one to the restaurant and I went to the bar area because the plans were sketchy for which section we were going to hang out in. I called and texted everyone to find out where the hell they were cause some old men in the bar were starting to slide their stools my way...ewwwww!

Everyone that could make it arrived late of course. I finally grabbed a waiter I know and had him seat me in the dining room. The waiter really likes me and he decided my cosmos should be considered a high ball so I could get them 1/2 off. He also gave me a nice shoulder massage. What can I say? I am a popular girl!

Our party of 8 shrunk to a party of 3 with illness and mias. Steph, Brian and I kicked back and enjoyed our smaller party. Eventually, our conversation turned to porn. Steph and I compared notes since we both like to watch porn. Brian (wisely as usual) sat back and laughed at us girls. We did not realize, however, that the waiters had been listening in to our conversation. All of the sudden they were glommed around our table asking if they could join in. I guess our point by point discussion of the videos on Adam and Eve versus Skinamax stirred a few swizzle sticks around us.

We were the popular table. In fact, when we moved from the dining room into the bar area, the wait staff followed us. We got a lot of attention and free drinks. Dammit! As I write this I realized I should have given my masseuse/waiter some extra tip. I mean he got 50%, but I really should have given more. I will have to make up for it next time I go in.

Steph and I swapped peeks at the dirty pics that our male friends and acquaintances send to our phones. We did quite a bit of drooling and poor Brian was feeling left out. I sent him a nice cleavage shot to warm him up a bit. He was most grateful!

A fun evening was had by all and Steph sent us home with some delightful goody baskets. I will be breaking into that bad boy in the morning for breakfast. Still waiting on Brian's promised goody *sigh*. He makes his own beer and we are one of the fortunate few that get to snag his spicy seasonal brew...yummers!

Labels: Tis the Season to Be Partying