Last night was the Christmas party for the
UF CVM radiology department. My friend Donna hosted it at her house that is brand spanin' new and it's gorgeous! I want the house, the property, you name it. Her home is out in the country, so quiet that at night, you hear the crickets, and the coyotes, not trains, and cars and screeching neighbors... *Sigh*
There was scads of excellent food (everyone was in danger of foundering on it), a cookie exchange and a Dirty Santa gift exchange. For the uninitiated, all participants take a number. Number 1 chooses a gift and unwraps it for all to see. #2 has the option of unwrapping a new gift or stealing the previous gift as they see fit, forcing the loser of the gift to unwrap another. #3 can unwrap or steal any previous gift that strikes their fancy. I ended up with a t-shirt that proclaims "Satisfaction Guaranteed".
And my 6'4" husband/child took his little remote control helicopter and proceeded to bring everyone into hysterics with the attempts to fly the thing. Everyone who wanted to had a go and all I can say is, thank God Donna and Greg's house has high ceilings.
Sorry Goose, but it's time to buzz a tower.
