Elvis left the building- and not with the girl who brought him (me). Someone decided to take him! My daughter found him on the party bus (her 21 friends got together and rented a bus) and got him back. I was a bit miffed, but then- somebody tried to take Alan Jackson- I caught the girl in the foyer just before she went out the door. Why do people feel the need to steal things? These are expensive. (I must say Alan Jackson was the most sought after!)
Over all- it was a blast. Today I unpacked everything and organized it for next year. The guys are in the basement (I've had Alan since 2004- he hides my well) and all the decorations are boxed up. My feet still hurt and I feel a bit tired. Facebook has been filled with pics and everyone commenting how how much fun they had. Totally worth all the work.