
And then, as if chocolate covered strawberry making and 60 mile bike riding weren't already enough, we hosted a Fight Night party Saturday night.  And when I say "we," I really mean Bryan.  Because 1) These were his friends,  2) He is the one interested in Ultimate Fighting...if it were me, it would be a "Twilight" Party or something, and 3) I was totally exhausted and went to bed pretty much right as it started.  Regardless, all the men made a point to thank me for allowing them to come party at our house.  I guess they thought Bryan must have obtained a kitchen pass for this evening to happen.  (Okay, I only just heard the term "kitchen pass" for the first time a few weeks ago.  Just in case you are like me and haven't heard it before, the Urban Dictionary defines it as:  "Getting permission from your wife/girlfriend to go out."  Funny.)  I think about 13 guys showed up.  All brought some kind of potluck food item to share and a few dollars to help pay for the fight on pay-per-view.  And so as I drifted off to sleep I heard many deep voiced  choruses of "YEAHHH!!!"  and "Noooo!!"  Made me smile. 

 
 
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Looks like a fun guy night. I think we should have a twilight party sometime.
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