The last two weeks have been busy in both of our insignifgant lives. Micaela is ready to go back to CO for winter and Mimi time; I to Idaho to see my little beast of a Boston Terror. Micaela has been busy getting some last minute work in and I had a German translation test. Both of us felt the stress last week but were at easy since we pulled off our first holiday party. The music was pleasant, the mulled wine was a flowin', and mustache's were worn as respect to Woody Allen's "Everyone Says I Love You..." and as the ironic counter-part to Williamsburg's sudden on slot of ironic facial hair. Here are the party highlights.
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