Last night’s dinner party? I’m not sure where to begin …but how about I start out by saying that I had a blast. Jay’s place is a 3 story killer hideaway about a block or so from the ocean.

There’s one thing you should know about most dinner parties here in Hollywood…there is usually NO DINNER at all(rather little snack things and finger-food)! And so, when someone usually invites me to a "dinner party", I usually make sure I eat a little something before I go…In last night’s case, I should have shown up having not eaten for weeks. There was actually food there…and GOOD food at that! But having already have eaten…I still managed to make a dent in my plate.

When I arrived, I walked in feeling a little nervous…but only because it’s not often I go to parties where I don’t know anyone but the host. BUT with that being said….when you move to a different part of the country, you tend to get a little more brave–otherwise, you never meet any new people. And so with some liquid courage cleverly disguised in a martini glass that was handed to me the moment of arrival, the edge was taken off quickly.

It also helped that everyone was very nice and not the typical "Hollywood-ites" (I’m not sure how to explain what a Hollywood-ite is). I also liked the fact that it was a smaller gathering of about 12 and you could actually meet people and enjoy conversation[I'm not a fan of going out to clubs and parties where the music is so loud you need to learn sign language to converse]. I suppose the best way i can describe the party is…it reminded me of a get-together along the lines of how the friends I grew up with would have. I had a grrrrrrreat time.

After dinner, chat and drinks, Jay pulled out a box of Frosted Flakes and carefully removed the bag of cereal inside. No, no, no..this was not dessert, but rather a "party game"…

The game rules? [keep in mind we were all pretty tipsy by this point in the night so what might sound easy was anything but].

The empty box was placed in the center of the floor and everyone took turns bending down to pick it up…with their TEETH. Hands, elbows and knees were not allowed to touch the ground. Once picked up, about and inch was ripped off the top, making it more difficult for the next person to grab.

This was not an easy game…balance was the key but a couple of the girls had the upper hand. For one, women are usually more limber than men…and two, THEY PRACTICED YOGA regularly

Eventually the box was ripped down to a mere flat piece of cardboard and in order to pick it up off the ground, it had to be SUCKED up. People were falling over and laughing and I learned just how much fun an empty cereal box can be. 

Anyway….this was just a small part of the night but I really enjoyed myself and was grateful for the invite. Oh…I ended up placing 3rd in the box game but there was no beating the girls. The 2 gals who tied 1st place had to mud wrestle to claim the number 1 spot…just kidding…though it might have made for a more interesting finale

One thing I know, I will never look at a box of Frosted Flakes the same way again