The Company Christmas Party is Here!

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I know you are saying to yourself, "How can Jean be going to a company Christmas party when she has no job?" But, I do! Did you forget about the company I created this Summer? And, remember when I took you to work with me one day? Oh, sure you do, because it was the most fun you had all Summer, right?!

Today was Fierce and Psycho Cycling Chick Inc.'s company party. Given the economy, we had to cut some corners. We were going to have it at Waldorf Astoria; however, we had to settle for our corporate office.



Yes, we know it’s just a desk in the corner at the end of a hallway, but believe it or not, this is where all the greatness happens when it's not happening on the rail trail, of course!

Monty and I dressed up. Of course, Thunderbolt and Liam, being cats, came as they were. Cats don’t like to dress up, while you all know that Monty is a big fan of accessorizing! Doesn’t he look like Elf?!



And, here I am in my little black vintage dress. Nothing says "Christmas party" like little black vintage dress!



And, no. The diamonds aren’t real. I had to sell my real ones to finance the company party!

Here are the appetizers. We really splurged on these!



Then we had a bit of holiday entertainment; she wasn’t booked yet and didn't charge a cent. Amazing, huh?!



We had an open bar.



We feasted on a marvelous dinner. Who needs filet mignon when you can have the steak of legumes – lima beans!



After dinner, we exchanged gifts. Of course, we had a spending limit; no one could spend over $0. Trust me; this really brings out the creativity in your employees.

Aw, guys, you shouldn’t have!



How did you know I needed a pencil can?!

I know you love Hello Kitty, Monty.



I will get you the other three socks next year.

That lampshade hat is so you, Liam.



And, you’re right; maroon really brings out the color of your eyes!

No, Thunderbolt. Monty didn’t have an accident on the rug. I thought these would make a fine addition to your pine cone collection.



You don’t have one? Well, now you do! Merry Christmas, fuzzy dude!

And, it wouldn't be a party without some crazy holiday antics like smooching under the mistletoe, would it?!

(By the way, Monty, that wild and crazy Corgi, faxed a picture of his bottom to Queen Elizabeth. And Thunderbolt had a bit too much cream and told me what he really thought of me; he thinks I need to invest more in foreign markets and spend less time in my nightgown and yellow mohair sweater.)

And, as you can see here, we put even our worthless company items to good use as well!



It was really difficult to put together such a phenomenal party with the little we had this year, but we did it, proving that bad times can be ♥ ♥good times♥ ♥ with just a little effort.