We decided not to let our move overseas interfere with the ever-important annual ugly sweater party. Because the Embassy is such a tight knit community the party ended up with 75 people packed into our house- we even had to use part of our outside area. Katie made her Dad’s famous Artillery grog punch (among some other dangerous punches) and Ben/Santa did a hilarious presentation of the gifts (ugliest sweater/oldest sweater/girliest sweater/trashiest sweater). The night ended with dancing (of course). The next morning came very early.
| The Entry Way- one of the pretty tables before everyone arrived |
| Early...everyone on their good behavior |
| Sweet Outfits- look closely at sweater...he won the award for "most diplomatic" |
| Pimp Santa and his wife |
| Won a "onesie" because Santa figured they couldn't keep their hands off of each other in those hot outfits |
| Before the one with the Christmas Balls lost his balls |
| our nation's finest |
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| What a beautiful elf |
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| Won the peach schnapps- enough said |
| Won two red-solo cups with wine stems for "classiest couple" |
| Ben presenting him with a can of whiskey...he didn't believe it was really whiskey...drank it...night got interesting |
| antler war |
| Shawn wearing a toilet seat cover as a cape |
| and the singing begins |
| cue the clapping |
| time to end this party... |


