IT'S MY ANNUAL HICK CHIC IMAGINARY CHRISTMAS PARTY!!!!!

Yaaaay, party time! No cleaning the house before or after! No money spent! No fuss, no guts, no embarrassing displays of cellulite! yayyyyy for IMAGINARY PARTIES!

Come on in! Good to see you! Do like on TV and walk right in without taking off your shoes. I'll be heading out to the barn later in real life and guess what? I'm not taking off my boots when I get back! Wheeee!

It's not a party without snacks, right? I see some of you have brought munchies. Oh you shouldn't have. But you did! Thanks!

Those Tiny Hamburgers were such a hit last year that I have to bust them out again this year. Does anybody want a Tiny Cheeseburger?




Go mingle. Because this is imaginary, my house is a ginormous Victorian mansion with about 6 rooms on each floor so feel free to wander around and find people to talk to. Also because this is imaginary there's no clean laundry on the couch waiting to be folded!


Here, have some of this




or these- these are WAY better in imaginary world than in real life.




Look, I found some Hanukkah cookies! I know it's over but these are so cute I couldn't resist.




You'll be thirsty from all the laughing and talking. You need a drink.

I'm very accommodating with the drinks. I've got...

Water





Orange juice





some nice beer




wine for you elegant folks





Rum for you pirates




and BLOG NOG!!!! Hey, even if you don't like it in real life you will love BLOG NOG!!!!




I've got a really special Christmas surprise for you. I mean, really special. Like, dream come true special. Oh I can hardly even deal with the incredible precious amazing specialness.

I got us some live entertainment.

LOOK!! IT'S LED ZEPPELIN!!!!!!!!!




In my little ol imaginary home...just imagine, eh?

In between sets --- they're gonna shook you babe, they'll shook you all night looooooooong---I set up a boom box in my imaginary library, and we can all take turns at the microphone!!!


It's gonna be awesome. I am not afraid of a microphone. I'm a recording engineer's wife. I might bust out some Grinch songs. You can wear the imaginary Santa hat. We'll rock.

Sing your favourite Christmas song!

Who's first to beg Robert for a duet???

I love my imaginary decorating. Doesn't it smell like a pine forest in here? I decked the halls, baby! I decked the halls, the doorknobs, the fridge, the toilet tank, man I decked everything that didn't move! I was thinking of decking the cat with boughs of holly but he gave me That Look so I backed off. By the way, careful if you want to sit on the black couch. He blends.

Oh a knock on the door! Who could it be?

Well hello!




You two look gorgeous. Wow! You really didn't need to dress up for this, though. We're all pretty casual. I mean, I'm still in my barn boots. I suspect some of us are in pajamas in real life.


There you go, now you look more like yourselves!

My boots? Technically, they're winter riding boots. Oh my gosh, thank you! Yes they are kind of sexy. Knee high boots are always right. And they're good in the snow- you can get through anything. You should get some, Vanessa. The spurs are optional.


Mistletoe? It's practically growing out of the ceiling. Run along lovebirds.

Blog nog! Refill on the blog nog!




My kids will be dropping by after school. Last day, and then it's far-reeeee-dommmmmmm!!!!

Do NOT, under any circumstances, give Bucky the Nerd any beer. If he tries to tell you that his Dad says in England it's perfectly okay for an 11 year old to drink beer, tell him....tell him we're not in England. If you are in England right now, tell him you are and he's not and therefore you will not be providing him with any beer. Imaginary or not! Sorry Bucky! When you grow up you can have your own kids to boss around!!!

If my little Tribble Girl wants to tell you a funny story, please let her. It might take five full minutes of your life, but please just smile and nod.

Oh hey, watch out for the Pug. You'll know he's there, cuz, um, he must have eaten something nasty...he's got some nasty farts going on. Good thing for all the imaginary pine branches decorating my imaginary mansion.

OOh! Do I hear Jimmy Page plugging in the Les Paul???? I wonder if he knows "You're a Mean One, Mr Grinch"?




Hey, do you all clink glasses?

Get your glass ready. HERE'S TO PARTIES THAT DON'T REQUIRE CLEANING UP THE HOUSE BEFORE OR AFTER!!!

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hang on, I gotta stretch to clink your glass....reach...clink.

Oh, I have another one.

HERE'S TO IMAGINATIVE, FUN, CREATIVE AND INTERESTING PEOPLE!

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clink.

What do you want to clink about?

Oh hey- Would you wish me an early birthday? Yep, me and Jesus, although out of the two of us, I'm the one with proof that it really is my birthday, hee hee! I'm going to be 37. Please tell me that 37 is a good number. Thanks.

Alright! Git on into my imaginary sugarplum adorned comments-section-kitchen ...


and let's imaginary party!