party like it's 1996

this weekend was my glorious 10 year high school reunion and it was a doozy. i had pictured a more sedate sit-down affair where people chatted and caught up with one another and tried to make it sound like they had awesome lives. boy, was i wrong. there was no time for any of that because it was a loud drunken dancing brawl. lots of drinks, lots of hugs, lots of "HI!!!", and then moving on. good times. i recommend it to everyone. and now, a pictorial.

SOBER...OKAY, WELL...TIPSY.


THREE DRINKS IN.


WISHING MY HUSBAND A HAPPY ANNIVERSARY.


DRUNK.


DELUSIONAL, "DANCING", AND PROBABLY CONSIDERED HAMMERED.

*please note the two-fisting being done by my compatriot.*