Now that I have fully recovered from the hangover, I can blog about what an awesome time we had Saturday night at our "Boston Tea Party" send-off. I think this picture pretty much sums up the evening - lots of laughter and good times. I wish someone had been able to tape the roasts so I could remember them more fully, but at the same time am glad no one did, because the memory is good enough. Those kinds of things don't need to be lived twice. :)

Trapp & I have been so lucky to meet such a close group of friends here in Chicago. A lot of us first met swing dancing, but our friendships really grew once we stopped dancing and started doing other things with our lives. It's hard to believe that it's been 10 years since I ventured into my first apartment in Roscoe Village after college. Who would have guessed my life would have taken the awesome path it has. I'm purely grateful.

An old friend from high school came to the party and brought an acquaintance along. By the end of the roasts, the acquaintance was crying, and said to my friend, "I don't even know them and I don't want them to leave!" If that doesn't mean it was a good send-off, I don't know what does.