I was thinking about what to bring to my best guy’s Christmas party. Wine came to mind, but I wanted to do something different and bringing wine would be boring and knowing me I’d get bad wine since I know almost nothing about alcohol.
At his last party I made grilled prawn skewers, which was a great hit. But, I decided not to do that this time. Then, on Friday I was at Walmart, and there was this mega sale on Betty Crocker cake mix. As I was reading the instructions on the back, it came to me, cupcakes…cupcakes with frosting and sprinkles. Cupcakes it was.
My decorating abilities were not professional, but I tried my best (I screwed up only one cupcake out of 36). When I brought them to the party my best guy was impressed. I kinda felt like my cupcakes weren’t posh enough, only because he does such a fabulous job of decorating his condo. Just his Christmas tree alone is incredible.
The party went really well and it was a lot of fun, it was nice to mingle and talk with so many different people. On my way home I was stopped by the R.I.D.E. program. This was the conversation:
Officer: Hi, have you been drinking any alcohol tonight?
Me: Um, no
Officer: So, you don’t have any opened bottles of alcohol in your vehicle (scans my car)?
Me: Um..no (looks innocently into the eyes of the officer)
Officer: Opened bottles of anything?
Me: Well, no..oh, just an empty water bottle
Officer: How about any dead bodies in the trunk? (I see a half smile)
Me: Hm…(pausing for effect)…no, no dead bodies
Officer: Ex-husbands in the trunk? (smiling now, obviously joking with me)
Me: Nope, none of those (laughing)
Officer: Are you sure now? (laughing as well)
Me: Definitely not! Just this empty bottle of water (waving said bottle at him)
Officer: (gives me a few pats on the back) Ok, then, have a great evening (smiles)
Me: (smiles back) ok, thanks!
I drove off, passing another police officer who smiled at me, and then thought to myself “did that officer dude just touch me on the back”?! I’m sure he was just being friendly, but it was strange. I’ve been stopped by R.I.D.E. a few times and don’t ever remember them being that touchy feely nor that jokey and friendly. But, thinking about it, dude can pat my back, crack jokes anytime as long as I don’t get into trouble.