Last night Candyce and I hosted the Ugly Christmas Sweater Party. I told all my friends that they could not get in my house unless they wore a tacky Christmas sweater. You know, it doesn’t matter how many friends you have, if you throw a themed party, you can’t help but wonder if they’ll even come.

It was wonderful to open my front door and see all my beautiful friends look so stupid. The sweaters came from thrift stores, Wal-Mart, craft stores, and from mom’s closet. Some couples even came wearing matching ugliness.

I was so happy my dad met my friends. I feel like I have two lives, one with my family back in Georgia, and the other with my friends in Arizona. So to see those two worlds come together was so special.

Peoples stayed until almost two this morning. There is absolutely no food left. All that is left is wilted Christmas decorations and a few ugly sweaters. I hope nobody went home naked.