As requested, here is my Mr. Potato Head shirt. One of my co-workers bought it a couple of years ago, and it’s brilliant. Along with my Mr. Potato Head coffee mug and Mr. Potato Head cup (both unavailable for photos), I am a walking advertisement for the event. Mind you, I wear a long-sleeved t-shirt underneath to cut down on washings.
Also, since I’m not quite as exhausted tonight, I can tell you that the evening went very well. We had lots of help and were blessed with a ton of salads, so except for forgetting to buy butter (and then using the butter in the fridge, only to discover it was for two funerals this week, and immediately nixing the butter), it went really wonderfully.
And, best of all, it is over.