Deja Vu all over again

So we had another Christmas party last night. This one was much more tame than the last. Dinner, a few drinks and a little dancing. DH didn't drink much. I got to wear my one maternity dress a second time which is good. It felt like that movie groundhog day. I wore the exact same ensemble two Saturdays in a row. It didn't much matter because it was two completely different groups of people. The only bummer was when we walked out to the parking lot to go home. Someone had kicked my SUV at least twice. Once to break my tail light and another time to leave a perfect foot shaped dent in the back hatch door. What a nice thing to do to someones vehicle at Christmas time.