Open House

Friday was NHP's office party/open house. I only knew a handful of people among the 50 or so that was there. Irish,the Republican, Batonga, and Mr and Mrs Fingar. Yes people I said Fingar, grow up. Anyway, they had a very nice Jazz band playing, and some interesting "snacks". I know better than to expect a full meal at these things, but since I was staving, I had hoped. I did meet the boss man, which I hear about but never met before. Also got to meet Ilene. Sweet Ilene. I have spoken to her on the phone a dozen times, and yet again never met. I love putting faces with names and voices. It never works out like you thought. I always pictured the boss as this middle aged hippie that wears jeans, burkenstocks and funky shirts. He ended up being a well dressed, middle aged business man. Ilene I pictured as a tall, 30-35 year old blond. Nope...way off. Short, possibly late 30's with dark hair. Very funny, though. Not at all what I expected. NHP, Irish, and the Republican seemed to have a great time. They all took advantage of the free adult beverages. I on the other hand am taking antibiotics for the Bronchitis I can't seem to shake, so I sipped on sparkling water all night. Yippie. All in all a good night. We stayed long enough to talk to the ones we wanted to and ducked out before they made us clean up afterwards.