We built it up for weeks.
Then days.
Then hours.
As we counted down on Facebook and Twitter and arranged for all of our kids to scatter amoungst various grandparents (for the entire night) we promised ourselves we would shut Elgin St down.
I was a little apprehensive, I thought for sure we'd be in bed by 11pm, but boy did we do it right.
We drank, we ate (and oh hell how we ate!), danced, drank and then gave poor John, our designated driver a ride home he probably should have had ear plugs for!
In the end, we rolled in at 3am. I did so many things right and woke up at 10am fresh as a daisy and ready for the day. Even if I did need a nap at 4pm!
Us three chicks showed those youngens how it's down. We danced our asses off in our high heeled boots and shirts held together with safety pins MacGyvered over gin and tonics.
We rocked.
But my feet hurt.