On Saturday, we went to the annual blot. We've been attending the blot for the past 5 or 6 years. Our friends, Jaimie & Johnathan introduced it to us & doing a quick research, the "blot" (also called a Sumbel) is a pagan ritual. It's a pretty cool thing: Usually outside with a bonfire, everyone stands in a circle with a drink of choice. The first round is a boast, something you've accomplished that year. (Usually there are two rounds of a boast). The next one is a toast, where you toast to someone.. it can be anyone, anywhere. (sometimes there are two rounds of a toast) The final round is the oath, to something you want to work on or accomplish the next year. This year, we tagged it the Snow-Blot since it was snowing, which made the entire experience even more beautiful & unforgettable.
Sunday was Erica & Doug's tacky sweater party. I couldn't gather everyone up for the group photo, but here's most of us.
My sweater didn't seem tacky enough for me so I pulled out the hot glue gun & raided my Mom's decorations boxes. Terry was rockin' the Cliff Huxtable sweater cardigan we found at a thrift store.
Not everyone was sportin' a sweater though.
There was lots of incredible food & desserts, some singing & jam sessions, hula-hooping, & of course the award for Tackiest Sweater. There were no doubts who it should be. Meet Bradley. ;)