Sign up for the paNOW newsletter

Come Have a Blast at the BOBs

Jun 23, 2016 | 7:48 AM

Buy a couple tickets, grab BFF, and come to the BOBs but wear your nicest stretchy pants – the nibbles are to die for.

This is me and my husband, Fire Inspector Quentin Rowland, at last year’s BOB Awards.  We were hanging out with Lynn Leland; Sarah Pocha, the Co-Owner of Era Maternity; and Jodi Gabrielson, the Spa Director of Healing Garden Spa.  This picture was taken right before I used the runoff water from that amazing ice sculpture as a finger bowl.  Well, I wasn’t going to lick my fingers – I was trying to stay classy.

I had a blast at the BOB Awards last year.  Good music, great visiting, a couple of wobbly pops (Quentin drove) and too many wonderful nibbles to count.

You don’t need an award to attend.  A mere $35 will get you a ticket to what I think is one of the greatest events of the year.  Come dance and raise a glass or a fork.