| Hams in hats |
 We had our annual planning day for work, this past week. For the first half of the day, it was business-like and we did our duty by setting some goals and objectives for the rest of the financial year. But the second half of the day, we let our hair down in good style.
Or rather, we put on hats.
We held our meeting at the Online Manager's house. Jo has a nice terrace style home in a desirable part of the city, and her back yard is completely walled and paved, in inner Sydney style, with plants professionally planted to create a little haven in the middle of the hustle and bustle. It also has a gas barbecue, which we took advantage of, for a late lunch.
Jo is also very much like myself, with a love for all things fun and kitschy, and has a collection of hats in her dining room, that sit, in a wicker basket, just waiting to be unleashed. By the end of the day, we had S., in a pith helmet, working the barbecue, and another S. in a pink cowboy hat with attached tiara. In rotation, we had my pink fedora, a straw farmer's hat, and a captain's hat.
It was a great day for a barbecue, and for hats. R, who is also a photographer in addition to being a great IT guy, brought all of his equipment, including reflective umbrellas, remote flashes, and tripod. The afternoon turned into a mock photo shoot. I'm not sure which magazines the images would have been appropriate for. Perhaps Urban Cowgirl and Sailing Weekly.
Three glasses of champagne later, I was ready to captain the Queen Mary 2. |
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There's far worse things that could have come out of an afternoon with champagne and coworkers. Looks like you were having a blast!
(bts - i'm blogging again...finally!)
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Sounds like you work with some really fun people!
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posted by Melanie O. at 
Ay ay, Captain!