And it's Tuesday.
Sweet baby Jesus and purple polka dot puffy farts.
And some how I pulled out from my beer soaked ass a 31 minute 3 mile run this morning. Miracles do happen people. (Maybe I need to get shitcanned more often to pull out fast runs. Hummmm, drink for thought on that one.)
To say the weekend was a fun bachelorette party is an understatement.
It was more like: Here's a bunch of 30 year old 'ladies' who either have kids or are thinking about having kids or thinking about getting married/have respectable jobs either at home or out in the 'real' world/haven't gone out like a 45 year old meth'ed up rock star with a shellacked mini-skirt on in at least 5 years/can't remember how to put your own eyeliner on (your BFF always does a better job anyway)/I might just throw up that panty dropper shot (or whatever it was) into my Coach purse/my thigh muscles are going to be so ripped by the time I get off this dance floor that they'll look worse than Arnold's....kind of night.
Basically, it was AMAZEBALLS!
First came the outfits. Mine was killer....just sayin'.
Then came the restaurant. My favorite: Hibachi Hut (it's Cajun). Where we had an excellent dinner and started off the drinking. Here's the crowd of girls that accompanied Tina (that would be the bride-to-be) on her night of ruthless partying.
This would be the last half of my John's Spicy Shrimp. Pretty sure it's the best thang ever made on this planet. Butter, super light-your-ass-on-fire spicy, white rice and shrimp. What more do you need?
Me and the future bride. Quite possibly the most bestest friend I have in the whole entire world. (Actually, she IS my most bestest friend.) She's the sweetest cutest little thing and I loves her to pieces.
Then came the shots.
Then came gift giving and the waiter smelling the gift (which were super $$$ panties, they smelled better than fresh flowers. I swear to all that is Holy I'm going to have to sell a kidney and buy a pair.)
Oh, and that waiter.....he's middle name is Available. (He's a friend. I shall hook you up. Because I'm pimp-tastic.)
Then came more shots. There is an actual bar that specializes in just shots. Huh??? I am so old.
The whole group at the Shot Stop (seriously, look at the stacks of shot glasses. Totally normal adult bar.):
Didn't get a chance to sample Susie's Asshole. To bad, so sad.
Next on the menu was dancing. Unfortunately, I don't have any pics of those glorious moments. But I will tell you I got hit on by a 45 year old married man and a 22 year old skinny kid tried to bump and grind with me. It was priceless.
Me and my humongous lumberjack beer are soulmates or birth-mates, either way's fine. Tina: We're still soulmates, don't you worry.
There are just no words:
Yet again....more shots. And why not chase them with a beer. Crazytown....I know.
And Lindsey: what the suck are you doing with your face cheeks? Just asking. (BTW, that badass Lindsey chick runs a 10K or some bullshit every single day. She's my idol.)
Thinking 'more shots' was not the best idea. But Lindsey thinks it's amusing. That's comforting. Well, and Megan (to my right): What is so freaking damned important at 1:30 in the morning on your smartphone? You need to be focusing on me and my soon to be 'maybe' puking.
All in all....THE. BEST. NIGHT. EVAH!
The drive home on Sunday was craptastic at best. I didn't pull over to hork (good word Draz), so that's a plus in my book.
To completely solidify how freaking awesome my bestie and bride to be is, this is one of the gifts that she gave me for "doing everything I do for her" (aka, take her engagement pictures which were her wedding gift and being the coolest best friend on this green earth).
That's right. That's Coach. A cute little Coach purse just for little ol' me.
I was not born into a 'Coach purse' kind of world. I just didn't think I'd ever be able to afford one. But I always secretly wanted one. Always. It was so completely amazingly sweet and thoughtful that my BFF would give me the one thing I've always wanted.
She is such a great friend and I shall keep her for always. Cheers to you Tina on your new life with your amazing soon-to-be hubby! (And thanks for the flashback to when we partied like 21 year old hookers. Drunktastic!)
Holy hell woman. How are you still standing. You little lush!!ReplyDelete
You look way to damn hot. I can't believe Ryan let you leave the house. That dress looks even better on then the picture.
You are an awesome bestie. I think it is great that Tina gave you something you always wanted. NOthing like your bestie to always make you feel super dupa fly.
Looks like an absolutely WONDERFUL time!!! Where are the dance pics????ReplyDelete
And you, my friend, are such a cutie little patootie!! You look amazing in that outfit!!
Thanks for sharing!!
Wooow, what a night! I would definitely not be able to keep up with those shots. Holy heck! hahaReplyDelete
Your outfit is awesome and you are rocking a gorgeous tan.
Love love love the outfit, when you are tired of it just send it to me k? You look totally smokin in it. Looks like a FUN night.ReplyDelete
Of course those guys were hitting on you! Those green drinks look oddly good, but make me think of cucumbers!
how much fun are you and your friends!!?? You look fabulous by the way!ReplyDelete
that outfit is SO cute! and dang, I am amazed you survived with no puking! Glad you had fun :)ReplyDelete
Hot mama! I hope BOOBs is half this fun. :)ReplyDelete
you look fabulous!ReplyDelete
and what an awesome looking time!
First, you look amazing! Second...the liver is evil, it must be punished!ReplyDelete
You look great! Man, my stomach got a bit queasy just looking at all those shots let alone drinking them. Glad you are finally sober. ;) Ah, Coach. Love it!ReplyDelete
SO.MUCH.FUN! I am jealous of your big ol shindig! Not jealous of the two day hangover, but looks like you guys had a FAB time!!!ReplyDelete
Read your blog all the time, first time commenting. LOVE the outfit. Have to have something like it. Also, when you said you were shitcanned, I thought you meant you were fired from your job. Glad to know that you were just FUBAR.ReplyDelete
You are so unbelievably cute, it is ridiculous! Bowing to you for your kickass hangover run! Holy freak!! So impressed! Lots of exclamation points!ReplyDelete
You look FABULOUS in your picture!! So cute & tiny!ReplyDelete
Looks like you ladies had a blast - Lord knows we all need a night out like that every once & a while. :)
You are one amazing goddess of shots!! Seriously - that pic of you standing outside. HAWT!! God look at that dress.ReplyDelete
Also - I was not born a coach girl either. I have evolved though. :) Love it!
Susie's' Asshole?! HAHAHA! I would have tried that one first just to say "I want a shot of Susie's Asshole please".ReplyDelete
Love the Coach bag. Super nice.
Glad you aren't hung over anymore. I drank on Saturday and was still feeling it on Monday morning. Getting old sucks.
How fun!!! It looks like you had a blast! And you look amazing!!!ReplyDelete