Husband went to his company holiday party. I did not. Because I wasn't invited. Apparently, this is pretty common. And I guess it makes sense. Numbers-wise. Professional team-bonding-wise. And I was fine with it. Because my face wasn't exactly party ready. And I was busy at home, Googling The Ex. But isn't throwing a party where the booze is a-flowin' and the music is a-pumpin' and the spouses are a-missin' a bit of a recipe for naughtiness, certainly among those who are not 100% happy at home?