Stacy had her going away/graduation/”I scored a job” party at the Ritz-Carlton in Dallas. It was a pretty swank evening that began with filet mignon and creme brulee at Perry’s Steakhouse. I’ve never had either, and I can now say I am a big fan.
Friends and family of the Stacy gathered together, dressed to the 9s, and cut a rug at the beautiful Ritz-Carlton afterwards. The DJ was playing all the hits from the 90s and on. I dropped it real low with this one girl. Well, I tried. My joints aren’t as great as they used to be.
It would’ve been an otherwise sad evening if it weren’t the fancy distractions. I’m glad for her success and adventures, but who’s gonna eat all the things with me? :/