Night at the Ritz

Jared had his KPMG Christmas party at the Ritz Carlton this year. It was a black tie affair (we were obviously underdressed but we knew nobody would notice us). This picture was taken afterwards because I forgot my camera. Pardon my manface-apparently that happens to me after midnight. The dinner was delicious and topped off with the best creme broulle ever! For those of you who know us, you may be surprised that we knew what creme broulle is. Well, actually we didn't really know. So, funny story, we asked the rich guy next to us, "Is this flan?" He's like, "It's creme broulle, a French delicacy."

Yep....almost as funny as when we put our trash bag on the top of our Wyoming Licensed plated Explorer to dump at the dumpster but then got distracted and had cars honking and laughing and pointing at the trash on top the roof right before we got on the interstate with it. I think only my dad was lucky enough to hear that little doosy. Anyhoo, party was fun and very "ritzy" and we had a blast. And by the way we miss all you other hillbillies who do these kinds of things, too.