We got to dancing a little before 9:00, and though I thought it was going to be a "slow" night, it got quite festive before it was all said and done. That weren't that many dancers there, usually four of us at a time on the dance floor, but it wasn't bad. It was Brigner's birthday, so some time was spent on that -- with a cake and singing happy birthday.
There was a "cute cowboy" named Justin there, visiting from Tennessee, and I had a two-step with him. Steve came out, and spent a lot of time with Doug (not pop-pop Doug, the other one of the "Ernie-Kevin-Doug posse"). Turns out they went to grade school together in Benson.
Shawn and I did a couple of CC shots. Little did I know how not a good idea this was, which I would discover Thursday morning.