Tis the Season

[Missy aka Mom]

It is that time of year..another office Christmas party. Put on the black dress honey, high heels, all the rest , to prove that we can keep up with the Jones. Meet the boss, meet the wife, I believe I will have another free drink to get through the rest of this night. Really good booze I myself do like cheep sweet wine. Last year the shrimp on a cocktail tree put me over the edge I just don't get the display. This year it was a strawberry tree 3 feet high , are they in season anywhere on earth? On friday, bonus checks, all are in the party mood, did the CEO not watch the news. My cheeks hurt from all the grinning, my arms ache from holding out my hand. It got better...maybe to much better. My head hurts,eyes are red, begging the kids to stay in bed just a little longer. I hope I didn't make a fool of him. Nice group of people, yet I didn't fit in, Black dress and high heels I would rather wear my thrift store finds.