R and I had a lovely alumnae event last night. Caught up with some people that I hadn't seen in ages. Really made me excited for Reunion.
The caterer and I had very different ideas as to what constituted a wine glass. Once I explained that we were not serving wine in 16 ounce highball glasses, it was relativly smooth sailing from there.
Seriously, is it that hard? Good grief.
R promised Rocky a piece of salmon and a piece of chicken as big as his head if he behaved. Rocky restrained himself to attacking people's feet from under the table. As there was a full smoked salmon on top of the table that he didn't go flying squirrel on, we counted it as a win.