Wait, who's work party was this?

Wells Fargo forced us once again this year to attend another awkward social Christmas Event. Has anyone seen The Office? Luckily I enjoy parties enough to have a good time, no matter who I'm with, and I really actually do like his coworkers and their spouses. It was also an excuse for me to fit into some of my old pre-pregnancy clothes, I'm on my way to my old self. We had a lovely time, and I liked being told how hot I am and shown off by my husband. He kept taking pics of me, which explains why at his party, there are only pictures of me. It's nice to be adored.