My holiday recap :-)

Heyloo everybody!
I hope you all had a marvelous holiday...Christmas, New Years, all that jazz.
It's been a little while since I've blogged, hasn't it?
Well, more than a couple of bloggable events have since occured. Among them:

-My belated birthday slumber party at the hotel
-Christmas Eve
-Christmas
-The belated birthday party thrown for me by my college group
-New Years Eve/New Years and the lock-in where I welcomed it.
-Erinne's first love

So then...


Part #1: Slumber Party
Okay, so I had this really great idea to throw myself a birthday party. It would be a couple of weeks later, but what the hey. So I sent out my Evites and told everybody I was having a Christmas movie night in honor of my nineteenth birthday. It's A Wonderful Life...A Charlie Brown Christmas...A Christmas Story...whatever, it was going to be great.
If only...

...if only I had realized that I had scheduled my birthday party on the same night as the "HolidayS party" that my friends Katie and Melissa were throwing.
The thought simply didn't register.
I knew that their party was on Friday, and I knew my party was on the 22nd...they just didn't jive in my head.
Bummer. 'Cause I knew that our guests lists were nearly identical. 'Cause I knew that everyone else would have already RSVP'd to the girls' party. 'Cause, heck, *I* RSVP'd to their party. But I also had a few people saying they wanted to come to mine.
So I got to thinking...the only folks who sent a reply in the affirmative were girls...hm...
So I booked a night at the Doubletree Hotel in Dallas, and sent out a message to all my co-ed invitees and told them that, due to the very small number of people who replied with a yea or a nay, there would be a small party held for those who had already RSVP'd.
And wouldn't ya know it, I then recieved one more "I'll be there!" from a girl.......and two more.........from boys.
So I sent a message to the guys saying sorry fellas, it's a sleepover.

Yeah. So I could make the short story long by going into the details of the mix-up that occured when half of us (including myself) went to the WRONG Doubletree in Dallas. But that issue was resolved relatively quickly and all was well after that.

Mrs. Gillies, and Beth, and Andrea, and Elizabeth all showed up. We hung out, we made prank phone calls to gullible (and not-so-gullible) friends of ours, taking advantage of the anonymity afforded us by the hotel phone. We ate junk food and played stupid games.
Mrs. Gillies and Beth had to leave early.

Andrea and Elizabeth and I stayed up and talked about any and everything until about 11:00, when we were rudely interrupted by a frighteningly loud banging on our wall. Dude, whoever it was sounded angry. And it scared us.
Seriously, we were all shaking, and our voices were quavering as we whispered about who was that? and should we call the front desk? and were we talking too loud?

Then they started knocking on our door.

So Andrea called the front desk and told the front desk guy that somebody was beating on the wall and it scared us, especially since we were just sitting here, talking quietly.
The man at the desk said, "Oh really? Um, well, two guys just came up to see you..."
Andrea rolled her eyes, thanked the man, and hung up, turning to us and saying, "Chris and Lee are here."

Chris and Lee-- for those of you who don't have the pleasure of knowing the darling losers--are the two guys who RSVP'd to my party. Chris is Beth's boyfriend, and Lee is Andrea's husband.
So I watched through the peephole until I saw Chris, when I opened the door and he tried to run around the corner. I ran after him and pummeled his shoulder until I realized that I probably wasn't doing any damage worth the effort, especially since he was only laughing.

So yeah, after they had both been thoroughly scolded and interrogated on how they found out where we were staying, since Beth and Andrea didn't say anything (I never did find out), we all sat out in the hallway for a good while and just hung out, talking about everything and nothing and poking fun and goofing off. Suuuper fun.
Then, before the guys left, I got them to take some stupid pictures with me:
"Okay, everybody...Smile!..."
*picture-pretty smile*
"...Serious!..."
*statue-serious face*
"..."Charlie's Angels!..."
*oh yeah...Charlie's Angels*

...sadly, I haven't taken them to Wolf yet, but as soon as I do, I'll come back here and insert the actual pictures.

The guys went home, and we girls hit the hay sometime after midnight. Poor Bradley, Andrea's baby...the only boy allowed in the hotel room...was sick and did not have a good night. :-( As a result, Andrea didn't sleep very well either. :-( :-(

In the morning, dear Elizabeth had to leave early, leaving Andrea, Bradley, and me to ourselves. We sat in bed and enjoyed groggy prattle while Bradley munched on Chex Mix. We checked out, went to Starbuck's for breakfast, enjoyed slightly-more-conscious prattle and deeper conversation, and finally, bid each other adieu and parted ways.

That was truly a very fun little sleepover.

..........
Now. This one facet of my holiday season recap has already consumed quite a bit of space. So I'll continue with part two sometime in the near future.

Love you all, lovelies!
~Ash~