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I playfully push both ladies into the wild crowd and they begin to crowd-surf back into the arms of their loved ones with the energy being at an all-time high at the the bar.
The final chorus of the song plays as I execute my final set of choreography with a slew of back-up dancers from my dance classes.
“One, two, three,
Not only you and me.
Got 180 degrees and I'm caught in-between.”
“Countin' one, two, three…
Peter, Paul and Mary.
Getting down with 3P, everybody loves… Uh!“
A drum roll kicks in as my performance nears its end and I really start to lose it as I slide back down to my knees and flip my hair to a maximum level of fierceness before a final BAM! to mark the end of it.
The lights go off and the crowd erupts in cheers as I stay still, catching my breath and basking in the glow, before swiftly making my way backstage to the dressing room.
Drinking with lover and Zoe
every time zoe turns around I pour my drink on hisI dont drink so this is the only way to get ride of them
every one looks so spooky with there Halloween costume.
the party is off to a good start …
I myself am just dressed in red maybe I will dress up later
I love the costume lightdees is wearing
Lover and I
congratulat them on there marriage
cheers to you wishing you many Blessing ……I emerge from my dressing room, donning my angel costume outfit, to a series of loud cheers, hoots and hollers.
I cover my ears, grinning and chuckling as I make my way through the rowdy, loud and excited crowd and find my way to my familiar stool at the bar.
“My, my, my… lookie what we have here.. our very own naughty angel,” says Old Joe as I hop onto the stool and get comfortable. I smirk and bat my eyelashes at him coyly in response.
“Tequila on the rocks,” he goes on to say, lifting a glass and then placing it before me.
“On the house,” he continues… “You definitely deserve it for putting on that electrifying performance. That level of energy was definitely a first for us here at the bar.”
“Awwe,” I say, blowing him a playful kiss and then raising my glass to him. “Thank you so much for kind words Joe,” I continue, grinning from ear to ear, “Cheers!”
I down my drink in one gulp, sighing. *Mmm..* I lick my lips and then proceed to look around.. *The night has just begun* I smirk, thinking to myself.
Covie, Pookie and I thank everyone at the lake for a wonderful party. We hurry to Lopdoodle and change into our costumes. Then, using the dwarfs' tunnel behind The Cove we emerge via the secret door into the pool room of the AB&G.
Pookie is dressed as Bat Gurl.
Covie as Robin.
And I as Cat Woman.
Alas, we could not find a Batman who could keep up with us.
We go into the bar, just in time to see Amy's fabulous dance with Stone and Brandy. The kiss at the end is passionate, and stirs a few feelings in me. “Hmmmm… I wonder.” I think to myself.
The three of us go down the bar, greeting everyone as we go by with kisses, hugs and air kisses. We make our way to Covie's usual spot, at the end, just above the dwarfs' panel.
We call Joe over and order our drinks. Pookie and I each request a Witch's Brew, which is Pineapple and cranberry juice with a shot of Malibu Rum. mmmmm….
Covie, in his own imaginative way orders a glass of bourbon. “Cowboys…” I mumble in a sarcastic tone. Covie looks at me and wags a finger. “Don't make me take you into custody, Catwoman.” He says.
“Mmmmmm… ” Pookie hums a little. “Maybe later we can rehabilitate her.” Covie and Pook clink glasses.
“A little mayhem could be in order.” I say to the two of them.
Covems says “uh oh,” with that sheepish grin he has.
“Covie?” I purr at him, “you know this place as well as anyone. Is there a way to shut all the lights out at once? Plung it into darkness?”
“Yes ma'am,” he replies, “there's a main switch in the electrical room. One that specifically shuts the lighting circuits.”
“Ohhhhhhh,” I reply to him with a grin. “We may need to do that later.”
Covie informs us that the switch will only kill the overhead lighting. The outlets will not be effected, so with all the lit decorations, the bar will not be completely dark.
A plan begins to form….
I stroll into the bar sporting my new Christmas sweater, call it a preventive strike if you will, merely an effort to stop my spouse from buying me one.
As i walk to the office i spot this wool atrocity hanging on the office door with a note.“Here is your new jumper jay hope you like it xxxxxx Stone.”
I smile and open the bottom draw of my desk and pull out this beauty.
With my luck she will adore it.“Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow…. “ Dean Martin’s soft melodic voice rings out around the Bee Hive as I take another batch of mince pies from the oven. The place smells of home baking and with the Christmas tree twinkling, tinsel shimmering and various decorations around my place … the festive season is alive and kicking.
My doorbell chimes to “Good King Wenceslas last looked out on the feast of Stephen” and I remove my oven gloves not realising I have flour on my face and hair and go to answer it.
Bashful and Sneezy are at the door, dressed as elves, with a wrapped box. “A surprise from Secret Santa” they both say in a well rehearsed univoice. They hand me it to me with a card and then cough, before starting a rendition of “We wish you a merry Christmas and a Happy New Year”
They sing beautifully and I feel a tear welling in my eyes.
I listen patiently at the door and clap when they hit the final note.
“That was wonderful fellas, here, I have something for you”I go back inside and place some mince pies in a box with two small bottles of sherry and give it to them outside.
They give me a hug before clambering back on the wagon. “Don’t forget you have to wear it at the AB&G,” Bashful says before starting up and driving off to make deliveries to the other residents.
I soon finish the baking and pile the boxes in my truck, then shower and get ready to go the bar.
Some 45 minutes later, I am unloading the boxes into the bar with Old Joe’s help.“Make sure, everyone gets a mince pie and a drink of mulled wine or English sherry,” I tell him, “But only if they are wearing a Christmas Sweater of course”
Old Joe chuckles and then notices my jumper, “Wow” he says.
“Merry Christmas Joe” I kiss him on the cheek and look around. The boys have done me proud. Christmas has arrived at the bar.
Even Old Joe has his sweater on
“Last christmas, I gave you my sweater…” but whom did i give it? Shit, I can't remember. All I know, I don't have it anymore. But soon the annual Xmas party in the bar is starting. What's this? In a corner I see a boxand a note from Roxxy “Hi baby, my dad has worn it every christmas, he gives it to you now.” I open the box, put it on and look into the mirror
Awwww perfect
I take my car and drive to the bar, while Chris Rea is singing just for me “I'm driving home for Christmas
Oh, I can't wait to see those faces
I'm driving home for Christmas, yeah
Well, I'm moving down that line”Only Old Joe is at the bar. He offers me a drink of mulled whine. “I added a shot, I know you like it.” “Thanks old friend. This is what I need now. A very busy year is close to its end. And I've got the feeling, also the last days need our full attention.” Stone, Brandy and Jayc are in the office, Roxxy will come later too. So I decide to check the stage, the lights and the sound machine. Everything is fine and I start some background music. Old Joe looks at me “German rock? What about christmas songs?” “We will hear them soon enough and for the rest of the next 7 days. Let's listen to some real music as long as we get the chance!” We both laugh. I'm sure, when theladies come up, they will yell to change it. “Let them yell, let them yell, let them yell” I sing to the melody of Let it snow and grin.
“Hey Lover” Joe asks, “do you take a speech again?” “Sure, if I get another drink of mulled whine!” I wink and smile. He nods “with another shot of course”
I am home looking in the mirror as I am getting dressed up to go to the X-mas party at the AB&G Bar,
I cant help but smile thinking of how lover will look with my dads old X-mas sweater a little to small but I am sure
he will look amazing in it ..There I look so Gorgeous with my outfit very cheerfully I am ready to head to the Bar for the fun .
I can not believe it's been almost one year I met every one here its been a real adventure .
One year I been with Lover how times fly I feel so Blessed to have met so many nice People on here
and I am really looking forwarded to having a Very happy Christmas and New Year I feel I found what the real meaning of love is
and this is love in GOD, one self Family and good friends & even some that are not so but this is what love is to love all ..as I drive to the AB&G
I hear the music cheerful songs playing I walk in and stand under the mistletoe
Lover comes greets me and gives me a kiss before we walk to the dance floor every one looks so wonderful with there lovely christmas sweater ……
I whisper to Lover to sing me a song Love hearing him sing
Honey you look great in your sweater and I pinch his love Handel's
just one thing is missing your red nose so I lean in and kiss it with my red lips ……“T Minus 5 minutes and counting ” I hear on my cell as i make a last minute check of the wiring and lights that covers the exterior of the Bar and Ice House.
I walk by woody who is doing last minute tweaks to the computers, “we good?” i dare to ask
Woody just nods, not looking up….. i don't push it after the frustrating week the poor guy has had since he offered to help me with this project.
I walk into the bar and ring the bell to get everybody's attention.
“hey everybody lets step outside for a minute “
The staff and patrons file out shivering in the cold, i open the laptop and tell Stone click on the Christmas tree and cross my fingers.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tx-tta_mY70
As the song ends the crowd cheers as Woody and i take a bow. and i point to the out building part of the Ice house.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JFx6j8jiYrs
“i couldn't Resist.” i chuckle my arm around Stone as the song begins.
Cursing under my breath as I program the lighting console, watching as JayC runs back and forth grabbing lighting modules, strings of fairy lights, illuminated characters in a Christmas theme, and suggesting changes to the lighting plan we had worked out. All while wearing the Christmas jumper that arrived this morning, courtesy of two of the ugliest elf’s I ever seen. apparently on a mission from Stone.I keep practising my “Happy” face for when I see her at the commencement of the light show. Provided I can keep Jayc from making any more “changes” to the program “WE” had decided on in the planning for the Christmas party. It is apparent he is management, any tech worth his weight understands it isn’t just a flick of a switch to change a sequence of lighting. Oh well finally I finished, I run the diagnostic and everything appears good
. WAIT!!!!! here he comes again, if he asks for one more change Stone is a widow I swear. 
He looks as he walks by and dares to ask “we good?”I nod and refuse to look at him just in case he wants to change something else, pretending to focus on the programming. He returns to the bar and I hear Jay ring the bell which is my cue to initiate the program. Pushing the “RED” button which initiates months of effort on Jay's and my time, I head out to see the results of our combined effort.
As I enter the bar proper I notice everyone start to snigger, I look at myself in the bar mirror and I realise what the're sniggering about,
there the old biker stands riding boots scuffed and marked from hard use, well used kevlar jeans, long wild hair and wizard beard, tying them together is the ugliest Christmas jumper ever created, and I don’t dare remove it, it would break Stones heart, and she is a lovely woman and Brandy's best friend. Flipping the sniggerers the bird, I paste a happy face on and go to stand beside Brandy, JayC and Stone to watch the light show.
I wrap my arms around Brandy, and she smiles at me and whispers“Thank you for wearing Stones Jumper”
and kisses me without taking her eyes off the light display.
Stone and Jay are mesmerised by the spectacular display and when it finaly finishes, the crowd erupts clapping and cheering Jay and my efforts, we do a little bow, and head back inside to the warmth and alcohol. I need to get real drunk if I am going to wear this Jumper.
As I ask Old Joe for a bundy rocks, a pair of arms wrap around me and I turn to see stone hugging me with a big smile, I smile back as I look for jay, he is standing with Brandy, there both smiling a little too much? Stone kisses me on the cheek and tells me“That jumper looks great Easy, so glad you like it and wore it tonight.”
I reply “Yes Stone thank you very much for the Jumper, it quite unique.”
Letting me go she heads back to Jay and drags him to the dance floor
I start working on my Bundy, signalling Old Joe to keep them coming, Brandy joins me at the bar and asks
“Buy a girl a drink Bloke.”
Her use of aussie slang is cute, so of course I buy her a drink by signalling Old Joe.
Old Joe is snickering as he gives Brandy a drink and comments
“Nice Jumper Woody” and bursts out laughing, I give him my most evil look and he backs away quickly.
“Make sure you put those drinks on Coves tab, Joe”
Brandy is giggling and tells me
“I have to do something in the office Aus, I'll be 20 minutes, then I be back for some dancing and romancing.”
Settling in for a session and I see Covems walking up behind me in the mirror, I stand up and turn to face him, I see he is about to speak, and I say
“One word about the jumper, Coves and were gunna dance!”
He smiles and opens his dryasabone revealing an even more repulsive Christmas jumper than mine. I laugh out loud, shake my head and tell Old Joe
“Bourbon, Joe this man needs a drink, leave the bottle and a bottle of bundy also.”
we sit on adjacent stools and begin working on tomorrows hangovers.
I see Brandy leaving the office, I turn to Coves and wish him“Merry Christmas Cowboy”
grab my bottle and walk toward Brandy, we have plans
I arrive at the bar, after finally having made up my mind about whether I intended on showing up or not, and stopped a second before the entrance
to admire the wonderful lights that had been decorated around and about the place.Being in a very festive spirit, I walked into the bar decked out in the ugliest and highly inappropriate Christmas sweater, paired with matching stockings and heels. I even had my nails painted in red and white holiday themes.
I walk towards my familiar stool, plomping myself down comfortably and slamming down a postcard on the counter in front of Old Joe excitedly.
“Hey there young lady, nice pair of.. errrm.. top you got there,” he smirks, eyeing me up and down… “What's this?” he continues, picking up the postcard and reading it.
“Oh, it's just this Christmas card I thought I would send out to residents of this crazy town,” I chuckle… “You were the only one left, so thought I'd stop by and personally deliver it,” I add, grinning.
“Well thank ya hun,” he says, raising the card and smiling.. “Here's some eggnog on the house. Enjoy and stay a while… if not for anything else but for me to have something nice to stare at,” he adds, smirking and winking before going back to busying himself in making drinks for the party.
I raise my glass, thanking him as I chuckle at his flirtation before taking a sip of my yummy holiday drink. Getting further comfortable in my seat, my thoughts wander into wonderment in regards to how the night will turn out.
I wander into the bar wearing an ugly green and cream sweater, as Lover instructed. the cream fabric on the sweater is meant to look like swirls of wintery wind, but looks more like snooty goo or somehow spitting out eggnog. There are red little bells sown in right across my chest, though a few of them are missing here and there. The sweater stretches down to my thighs, obviously meant for a much larger person, I look like a rejected sock from the Grinch tried to swallow me and only half succeeded. I go over to the bar and take a seat on one of the stools and order a fireball.
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