It's Hubster's Christmas party and Saturday night is the fancy night. Normally I am not a dress person but I got a tan, lost 12 pounds and learned how to put on make up. So I guess you could say I am feeling a little cocky. Plus, Hubster picked this dress out. Good job him right? I told him he better watch out because all of his employees are going to want my number. Just kidding. The only number they are going to want is what number in line I am so they know how much longer until they get some shrimp cocktail.