We went to a party. Affluent, big brand new house with hardwood floors and open plan, great party location. Good crowd - our usual pals were there, plus a bunch of other folks we didn't know. Including a guy my DH works with (coincidence!) and some guy on his mail route (again, coincidence - it wasn't in the same neighborhood.) DH said it was weird to be at a party with a cow orker and a "customer." LOTS of kids. Hosts had a keg, but I brought my own Mike's. Drank too much as usual (DH doesn't drink) but never really felt drunk, possibly due to all the yummy food - yet had a lovely hangover this morning. Ugh. Good times.
Next year I have to get more creative with my party food. I brought balls & weenies. Er...you know, meatballs and cocktail weiners in bbq sauce. There were 3 crockpots full of meatballs and two weenies. Well, mine was the best.