We had a great time at our "awesome 80s" party. It wierded me out a little. We didn't know most of the people there so it was so hard not to look at them and judge them. I kept having to remind myself that it was a costume, they really don't dress like that (or do they...it is Idaho). There were guys with mullet wigs and girls with the fang. Too funny. I took my camera but I dropped it earlier that day and didn't realize that I had broken the flash. @&#$!!!!! So sorry no pics of the party but here's one of Karl and I. Dang my dress was ugly!! I think some of the ugliness melted to me cause I'm not lookin' so hot in this pic. You can't see Karl's feet but he wore jeans with tennis shoes and pegged his pant legs. It was lots of fun!! The girl that threw the party had even set up a spot to take "prom" pics. Do you all remeber that. Aaaah...the memories. It was just like the prom. Everyone stood in a circle around the dance floor and wondered if they should dance. The guy I was crushin' on did dance with me a couple of times. He then proceeded to sing "Ice Ice Baby" word for word in the microphone...the entire song. All the while people were saying to me "he's your husband". Lucky me. To bad he didn't break the ole Michael Jackson out for them.