Theme Parties with Chatty Carl

In Arizona people have parties all the time; however, they are never just your basic party with food and beverages, but they always have to have a theme of some sort. When I lived in WI I never went to a themed party unless I was 8 and the theme was Barbie where images of Barbie were on the paper plates, cups and napkins. Since we lived here we have been invited to themed parties such as Trailer Trash, 80’s and even your worst sweater party. Andy hates themed parties because he thinks we should just be able to go to a party without dressing up or making a big deal out of it. I for one am all for themed parties, so Andy is a pretty good sport about them, especially when he dresses up for Halloween. Our latest was last night when we went to a Japanese themed birthday party for a good friend of ours who turned 35. The positive thing for Andy is that we didn’t have to dress up. Our friend’s wife is a corporate event planner so she knows how to throw themed parties and has all kinds of cute details. She had a Japanese paper in the bathroom next to the toilet and all the food was Japanese like sushi, pot stickers and spring rolls. Besides a full bar they also had saki bombers and pear saki shots. I wasn’t feeling good all weekend so I decided to be the designated driver while Andy had his fair share of saki bombers and shots. He turned into Chatty Carl that I spoke of in an earlier post. Again, I was very amused by this. He cracks me up when he drinks. About midnight when I was the last sober person at the party it was time to go since I could not hold a conversation with a single person at the party anymore. It was pretty funny to watch everyone turn into mush, but I was getting bored since I had no one to talk to since all the guests were making no sense. Our friend lives about 25 minutes from our house so it was a long (and comical) drive home with Chatty Carl in the passenger seat.