We arrived home on the morning of Dec 30 after a night of travel that included a missed flight, an airport sprint at 4am, and missing luggage. We were happy(ish) to be home, and just a little weary. We were beyond thrilled that our bestestest neighbors and friends were hosting a family friendly New Year's Eve celebration that we could walk on over to join. It was a great group of friends and families, and we wouldn't have dreamt of any better way to ring in the new year. The invitation was simple and straightforward: bring whatever you like, and put it on a stick.
|I made the mozzarella/kalamata/artichoke numbers.. skewered ON thyme springs, mind you! Becky's righteous caprese sticks are over there on the top left.|
|Candace and Hector made pizza on a stick!|
|Those were goooood.|
|Salad on a stick!|
|My contribution was a faux La Pinta, wherein the part of fancy infused pomegranate tequila was played by Puerto Vallarta Blanco with some pom juice dumped in, shaken with ice and lime then poured into a glass of champagne. Result: y.u.m.|
|The artist formerly known as "raw sugar fairy floss"|
|Here's Desi daintily filling glasses with cotton candy without sharing any with our chagrined children|
|Watch the magic as she pours a bucket of booze on top!|
|I love science.|
|There were things wrapped in bacon, green beans and tofu... each one of us brought enough to feed an army. My NY strip kabobs didn't even hit the grill until 2012.|
|Corn dogs have sticks!|
It was such a fun party, complete with maniacal toddler dances
You know what happens when gorgeous people procreate?
But no more 2011.
I don't care how many digits are in the date, I'm still wishing everyone a Happy New Year.
I've got a good feeling about 2012.