Fight Night

Last night, I went to a "Fight Night" party hosted by my godson's parents. I'm not into boxing, but all I know was that the little Filipino boxer Manny was fighting some other guy. Manny won. Manny looks like my godson's uncle Matt.

Though it was a testosterone filled party, I got to hang out with a lot of mommies, mommy-to-be's and babies. I may have been the only without offspring. The best part of the party? Eating drumsticks, the ice cream version! Oh, and of course, seeing my godson and his mama.