Haggis

Adam organized an amazing Scottish dinner in my honor. I just thought we were going to have haggis, which I've always been curious about, but it turned into Scotch, ceremony, poetry, bagpipes, and one of the most wonderful dinner parties ever.

Adam, Ali, Chuck, and Andrew wore kilts. They dressed me up in a Highlander drum major outfit, the guys "played" bagpipes, and we paraded the haggis around the penthouse before the ceremonial cutting, complete with Robert Burns. It was insane!

The food was wonderful, though it wasn't true haggis because it wasn't cooked in a sheep's stomach. But the Scotch was plenty authentic!!! We took a lot of pictures, the last five of which I don't remember posing for. The guys took off their underwear for the sake of authenticity. Catherine, Megan, and I did the same... for the sake of authenticity. Kimberly was the only holdout. That's okay, though. We'll get her in Vegas.

The next morning I remembered where my underwear went, but I don't know how I got home.

Pictures to follow.