dear diary, that party had a body count.

ON Saturday we [Meg, Jon, Ben & I] traveled to New Jersey for a Long Island Iced Tea Party at Kim's house.  We dressed the nines in the fanciest tea party clothes: I wore a dress that I made and hand painted, Jon wore a green blazer, white patterned shirt and a plaid tie w. his tortoises shell glasses, Meg wore a black dress and a fancy hat with netting and Ben wore a black skinny tie/vest/white shirt combo.  We looked pretty sharp, not gonna lie.  We took the bus from Port Authority to Old Bridge and I rode around in an abandoned shopping cart until Lu picked us up.  We then drove to Wawa for supplies and I spent more that a minute staring at the ICEE machines in awe.  

When we got to Kim's, we discovered her basement is an exact replica of the 1970s complete with a bar and a mirrored liquor advertisement.  It was most excellent.  Meg and I colored a psychedelic picture of Alice in Wonderland to decorate.  It was one of those felted pictures you get a fairs... it turned out only okay because we had limited marker choice.  We were sipping LITs out of our tea cups while people started arriving.

Most of the kids there I had either met before or heard about through the grape vine.  Lu and I reunited for a smashing game of ruit but we lost miserably... again.  We actually accomplished more trash talking than cup hitting.  

Meg Walsh made the most delicious vegan cupcakes.  They were Earl Grey with a lemon icing... they were heaven. Jon and I nommed one or two in the corner singing praises of Meg's baking skills.

We played flip cup it was me, Lu, Meg and Mon against Jones, Steve Farley, Kevin JH and someone else I can't remember.... We kept doing the Seahawk chant from Homecoming and scaring the pants off unsuspecting bystanders.  Our team lost the game even though it was a valiant effort on both sides.

At one point in the night all the girls at the party were standing in the middle of the floor, WORKING and all the dudes were just staring at us like 6th graders.  Come on! Join in you turds! It made me feel very weird.  It was off putting.  I guess I am just used to hanging out with guys that would jump right in, even if they looked stupid.  I would have admired them if they did.

The night went on with fun times and laughing and good tunes.  We ended up taking over 380 pictures.  I consider that a win for us.

The next day we all woke up like zombies from a grave.  We helped Kim clean up and reminisced about events that happened not 6 hours before.  Then we went to the Bridgewater Diner.  Most of us we still feeling the effects of drinking both LIT and PBRs so we were a little queezy.  I had eggs, homefries and toast with about 40,000 diet cokes.  It was very good food.  The diner was way classier that I have ever encountered before.  I should have gotten a turkey burger instead...

Around 5 Jon, Meg, Ben and I took the bus home.  The subway took a thousand hours because someone "was sick" in the train ahead of us.  BUT we did see Marvita from Top Model (you know, the one with the horse mane from Whitney's season?)  When we got home Meg, Jon and I laid on the couches and watched Hannah Montana, Harry Potter, The Amazing Race and America's Funniest Home Videos.  

It was a great weekend.  I met some cool new people, got to go time travel, ate the best cupcake of my life, make a dress & go to Jersey... duh.

Classy- 1, Sassy- 0.  Thanks Steve, I'll work on that.