Sometimes rules are made to be broken

We had our holiday party at work this week. There was fireball. There was Jameson. There was karaoke (with lots of Disney songs thanks to Shauna).  We were a total HOTMESS. We broke rules and made no apologies about it. So we decided we couldn't lecture anyone on the rules of liquor and love and appropriate bar behavior. The sheer amount of Uber receipts sitting in my email inbox wouldn't let me anyway. We could have relied on the whole "do as we say, not as we do" thing but we just aren't those kind of girls. So this week we fell off our high horse. I'm confident we will climb back on it soon. But we may wait until all the holiday cocktailing is over. Happy Holidays!!