Cuz we all just wanna be big rock stars

Saturday night we went to the best party I have been to in a LONG time! My awesome neighbors Charlie and Melissa hosted a rock star gala complete with caterer, DJ, and most importantly... bartender!

It was so fun to see what everyone dressed up as. There were some amazing costumes! Now Steven and I aren't really "dress-up" kinda people. So I threw on the boots, a sassy dress, a fab wig, Prada sunglasses and was hot to trot. My man found his nasty washed up rocker wig and a leather jacket. That's as good as it was gonna get! Most people were recognizable. I couldn't decide if I wanted to Katie Holmes or Posh Spice. I settled on Miss Incognito. But Charlie named me Hollywood Ho. Hey he could call me whatever, he was footing my drinks for the evening!

It was a much needed, fun night out with friends. I didn't realize how short my dress was, or for that matter, how sheer, until much later. But that was after a few cocktails and by that time, I really DID NOT care! I danced all night with everyone BUT my husband. He's as white as rice, no rhythm whatsoever, but he's great at fetching rum and cokes. Plus his wig, scared the crap out of me!

Obviously I lost my wig and boots halfway through the evening. The boots because my feet hurt and the wig... well I was shaking my booty a little too much and that sucker just slid off my head. But I was quick to the punch, feigning it was too hot and swooping the hair net off before anyone else noticed. I hope no one noticed. But then again, did I care? No, I had a few rum and cokes.

So fun, fun times with the best neighbors in the WORLD! You can't beat these people. They're always there to help with overflowing toilets, killing cockroaches, watching your kids in a pinch, cooking dinners for new mommies, sending flowers for lost loved ones, borrowing eggs, lending an ear for bitch sessions about ex-husbands, always having a glass of wine or a Vicodin when you need it, and throwing awesome parties!