It was quite the shindig
It was quite the shindig
It was a real shindig
We had a work party this past weekend that required a lot of walking and standing.
When I woke up the next day, my leg was hurting. When I told my wife she asked where on my leg.
"Its like the top of my shin," I told her. She replied, "Ohh. I bet its because of the shindig we were at last night." I looked at her and she had a little grin on her face.
I, of course, had to groan in reply as she was giddy with herself.
I'm at my buddy's parent's house last night for his little birthday shindig with some friends. His mom is there and, while she's super sweet, she tends to find compliments for everything even if they're not needed.
His mom gets to talking to one of our friends about how the friend works at a bookstore downtown which happens to be a two storey building.
Friend's mom: "Oh, you work at Barnes and Noble? It must be nice to work there. It's such a building. It's so nice that it has two storeys."
Me: "I'm pretty sure there's a lot more than two stories in there..."
It was quite the shindig.
