Patty Day Party

My new roomies and I threw a party on Sunday. Sunday Funday. Sunday before St. Paddy's Day.

I got up at 8am to start cookin' jello shots and making things like guacamole and sugar cookies and cheese dip. I told the boys they were in charge of the beer, the trash and the grill.

The kitchen itself...it's MINE. ALL mine.

Or at least I like to think so.

We only invited a handful of people. But seeing as we live on the ocean and have a two story patio overlooking the water, it came to no surprise at all that there were forty people on my porch.

Forty people and only about five that I knew firsthand.

Some of my friends were able to make the long haul here and it turned out to be a crazy day.

Here's a recap:

1. I had ten jello shots before people I knew arrived.

2. I had a green beer grin...I truly looked like the Joker from Batman.

3. I danced to Thriller practically by myself and there is a video of it floating around. And not a flattering one.

4. Chocolate bars were pelted across the room.

5. One of my roommates passed out 2 hours before the rest of the guests left.

6. We ran out of food, but I didn't get to eat anything all day.

7. At 9:15pm, there are 6 of us left, right after the THRILLER dance party, and the cops came. The music was off, and there are 6 of us. The cop looked around and didn't give us a ticket because it didn't even look like a party anymore! hahaha.

8. My phone is no longer working, mysteriously.

9. Flippy cup was played.

10. Woke up to 80 red cups scattered around my living room....whoops.


Overall, pretty good day. Which turned into a pretty good night.

P.S. Insecure Boy was supposed to show, but didn't. He sent a text saying, "Had a bad Taco Bell incident, be there later."

EW.