Photos.On Friday night, Clint and Steve threw the 2006 edition of their Sweater Party--and they did it in
our house ("We must protect this house!").
The festivities really started Friday afternoon when Steve and Clint arrived, Cat in the Hat-style with a bag full of fun. They swept through the house, decorations in hand, and before we knew it,
el casa had more holiday cheer than you can shake a stick at (It was so yuletide that we nearly crapped ourselves). Oh yeah, they brought booze, too: lots of booze.
The boys got geared up in their holiday best
Seth had
a phenomenally horrible Monopoly sweater,
David wore
a Christmas sweater that could single-handedly turn the tide in the war against Christmas, and
Jason, in premature memory of Saddam Hussein,
wore a sweater vest over a Moroccan djellaba.
The party started, people rolled in, and our heros realized this would be a good night. We also realized We need to have more parties. The glog, beer, and eggnog flowed, horrible sweaters proliferated, and bad judgement reigned (more on that later). It was a good time.
Congratulations are in order to
Michelle, who won the Best Holiday Sweater award, and to the tree girls who won the Best Worst Swater Award for their coordinated sweater dresses. Seth got an honorable mention for his sweater, and a Party MVP award for being the guy who everyone saw making out during the party.
Obviously, we need to have more parties. Thank you Steve and Clint for showing us the light. A special thanks to Clint for giving the carpet the eggnog and seltzer bath it so badly needed.
Photos.
