In hindsight, Aaron and I probably should have gone to his work Christmas Party on Friday night. It's the reason we shipped Violet off to a sleepover at Grandma's. We disappointed a great many of Aaron's colleagues by not showing up. I'm sure some bets were won and lost, since I have managed to avoid ALL employee functions since Aaron took this job nearly 5 years ago. I have retained my enigma status, but at a price.
Of course, had we gone to the party we would never have known that an assassin's brick was destined for our car and we just would have complained about an evening wasted in the company of Aaron's lesser co-workers. Instead, the Heathen Family adults had a silly, relaxed evening that was reminiscent of their courtship (minus the REAL double cheeseburgers). We indulged in the rare pleasure of going to the fancy liquor store and we got to eat candy without the guilt inducing stare of the child. Aaron and I browsed our DVR and watched back logged episodes of The Daily Show and 30 Rock. When we heard a weird noise, around 9 o'clock, we shrugged and went back to our fun. Our night together was not spoiled by the vandals. In fact, Aaron is getting an extra day off from work, because the car will not have windows until tomorrow and we find that windows really enhance the forty minute commute. So, it's all good...
