Oh, I could go on and on about this subject but I don't have the time or energy this morning. One of my dear friends is getting married next weekend and this Saturday is her bachelorette party. I didn't think I was going to go because it's an hour and a half drive and I'm still playing catch up big time after the move! But I've been working my butt off this week to try to get back on track, work-wise, and if things go well today and tomorrow, I just might make it! I have no idea what's in store at this party. I was surprised to learn that her fiancé is going to be serving us hors d'oeuvres, and apparently not going to be at his own bachelor party! Bachelorette parties can really vary a lot in levels of classiness (or not!). When planning one you're always looking for something unique to do. I've attended both the ritzy manicure-and-martini type as well as the raunchiest, penis-theme, bar-hopping, strip-club type. And lets face it, I had fun at all of them! What was my own bachelorette party like? It was something in between with both classy and sleazy elements... they hired me an Abraham Lincoln stripper. "Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation of FUNK!" Don't ask.
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