Flying the friendly skies

As we prepare for our first summertime Christmas, Jake and I are counting down the days -- or "sleeps" as they say here -- until our holiday. Only one sleep left for us now before heading off to Queenstown with the Starks from Chicago! In the meantime, I want to share a couple photos of my company's holiday party.

Kiwi language lesson #401: If a party requires "fancy dress," it doesn't mean formal attire. It means you wear a costume. It took me a while to figure that out after learning our party required fancy dress with a "uniform" theme.

Anyway, my workmates and I chose to be a flight crew, "AXA Airlines." From left, this is Diana (my boss), Greg (sits next to me at work), Mark (our department head), Caro (designer) and me. A few members of our team are missing from the photo. Greg was a big hit and took home one of the top costume awards.

Tea? Coffee? Caro found a drink trolley on the way to the party. Greg made several references to Transgender Airlines and offered safety instructions that involved his two "floatation devices" in case of an emergency landing. And of course there were plenty of less appropriate comments that I won't post here. I'm lucky to work with such a cool marketing team -- they are a ton of fun.