Tis the Season

Thanksgiving is behind us and that means it is the Christmas season!  For the next month, the advertisers will go crazy trying to get us into the spirit of the season.  The one area the advertisers always get me is what I refer to as The Perfect Little Party.

I want one.

I need one.

I've got to have one!

The Perfect Little Party.  Where you wear the perfect little dress, eat the perfect little food on beautiful little plates, have the perfect glass of wine, and there are no children running around screaming.  Adults only.  Beautiful Christmas music playing in the background, maybe even real-live music. Gorgeous Christmas decorations on a ridiculously-tall Christmas tree.  Now that is my happy place!

It is a dream for me because we are not lucky enough to be invited to parties like this.  We do not work for fancy-pants companies and do not have fancy-pants friends.  But for one day.  One day.  I would LOVE to go to The Perfect Little Party. 

Look, it's Joe and me!  Okay, it's not - but it could be us at the Perfect Little Party! :)

I'll pick this one, please!

Look how happy all of our friends are at the child-less party!

Okay, I don't know these people.  Is it terrible I'm making up friends now?!?!

I don't know, can you eat this ice cream under the bulb?!  I want to!!

Why yes, thank you, I'll sit at these pretty chairs when my dancin' feet get tired!

And yes, I want to eat lobster off of these cute little spoons!

And whatever these are, too.  I'm a sucker for little food on little plates!

Yes, please.

If you insist!

I'll just sit back and enjoy the view for awhile!

Maybe one of these years I'll host The Perfect Little Party.  Maybe one of these years I'll be invited to one.  Hey - if you have any extra tickets (do you need tickets for such a thing?!?)  and you think I could go incognito to your fancy party, let me know.  I'll be there.  With my beautiful red dress and my handsome husband.  I'll be sure to wear my dancing shoes and be on my best behavior!