Bachelorette Party - take two!

It started off with a bottle of wine, and it finished with a bunch of stumbling steps...

Sounds like any regular night out on the town, right? Well, it pretty much was just a regular night out, except for the teensy weensy fact that this was my last night out as a single gal.

We had dinner at East Side Mario's - my favorite restaurant. Yummmm... Penne pasta with spicy Italian sausage.

Aren't you glad that you didn't have to share a bed with me that night? *grin*

Actually, heartburn was the least of my troubles the next morning. *ha* 

Then we took in a show. How 'bout "Coyote Ugly" to get you into the drinking, partying spirit? Halfway through the beginning of the movie, after countless shots of New York City, I couldn't hold it in anymore, and I finally had to shout out, "I'm going there in five days! For my honeymoon! Fucking kewl or what!?!"

Luckily, the usher understood my excitement and didn't kick us out. But I did get a stern warning to quiet down and congratulations on my upcoming nuptials. *grin*

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To the BARS!

Actually, it was supposed to be "Bars," but after hitting the dance floor at the first place we stopped at, we kinda stayed there. And I really mean THERE too. Right there on the dance floor - the whole night, in that same square footed area, dancing our hearts away.

If head banging were till in, man, I'd be the Queen.

And that's the second thing to add to my Owie list for the next morning. Indigestion and a sore neck.

Plus, we danced on concrete, so add a sore back, feet, legs and butt (?!?!) to that list of boo-boos.

And we drank quite a bit, so the last item on that list is a teeny weenie headache. But trust me, the headache was nothing compared to the full body ache.

But g-ddamn, did I ever dance.

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People danced for me too.

My lovely bridesmaids, who, if I must say so myself, looked absolutely fucking SMASHING that night (Bravo girls!) kept picking up the cutest guys, (and some of the weirdest, butt ugly ones too - hell, they picked up every guy!) but, whenever those boys would ask if they could buy 'em a drink, or have a dance, the girls, with their dying sense of loyalty, would point me out and say, "oh, but you have to buy/dance with her too then. She's getting married in two days."

And, of course, a few extra drinks and dances made their way to my end of the dance floor. *grin*

One of those dances being PARTICULARILY memorable.

One of my bridesmaids had dared one of the last guys to dance with her to do a little 'naughty' dance with me. Well, him and his buddies went a little farther than naughty and two seconds later I had four sweaty, hulky bodies pressing themselves against me...

I realized it was a joke, and thought it kinda funny, until the guy right in front of me started to unbutton his pants and pull them off!!

Well, let me tell you, I think I managed to blush my face a new color of red. :}

He stopped at his hips, but by then, the damage was done, and I nearly toppled on the floor - partly from laughter, and partly from embarrassment.

The girls got a good laugh though. :P~

Well, I got them back at the ceremony two days later. Had each and every one of them in tears, I did. Such sappy gals shouldn't attend weddings were love can move a person to tears. The exchanging of vows particularly made them dive into their lace hankies.

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Overall, it was a blast. Can't say that I've had that much fun on a girl's night out in a long time. Can't say that I'll have that much fun in a very very looong time either... *grin*