I have to admit, I’ve had great anxiety about parties in general. I’m a terrible hostess, and I couldn’t co-ordinate two dishes to hit the table at the same time to save my life, let alone a dozen, so when it comes to making merry, I prefer to be a guest rather than a hostess. Luckily for me, my great friend, (and occasional drunken co-conspirator) Penny is a FABULOUS hostess with a home that is just made for entertaining. As it turns out, the Gadget household was offered up as the perfect spot for the bachelorette party, where all of the food, fun, and frolic would be taking place.
My old buddy from university, LaLa (code name as she is a respectable sort of lady, and shouldn’t be associated with these types of shenanigans) came down early Saturday to hang out and eventually attend the party with me. JSim, my trusty MOH and frequent traveling companion, (we will have to tell the story of blending our shakes at the BK #101618Q drive thru parking lot in Strassburg, VA another time), arrived just in time to hitch a ride to Penny’s. I will share the textual message correspondence we shared earlier in the day when I got a whiff of the fact that she might not be joining me in some alcohol consumption.
So with a tiny bit of arm twisting, I had managed to get my out-of-town girls committed to some serious overindulgence! Score one for Bridezilla. 🙂
We arrived at the glorious function ready to party. JSim (MOH) had a pile of Buddha Dogs for our eating enjoyment, which she claimed were the worlds best hotdog’s, or so the makers of these dogs would have you believe. (They were pretty good, I have to admit). I did have a photo of one of them, but it was a pretty unappetizing shot, and they really were better than they looked, so I am going to let you run with your imagination on this one.
Anyhow, back at the party things had already started to get jiggy.
Things just got better and better from there.
We were having a blast. Things went on like this for a few hours, with the crowd getting progressively drunker (well, most of them), and the party getting louder and louder.
So clearly there aren’t too many sober drivers left, but we managed to fill the cars with the drunks in the back and the sobers in the front, and to the old faithful local watering hole we went.
When we walked in, we more than doubled the occupancy, and we completely overtook the back room and pool table. As luck would have it, this weekend was also the Apple Blossom festival weekend, so we shared our watering hole with the Carnival fellers who were in town for a few glorious days of drinking the local beer and seeding the local women. I don’t know if you’ve ever partied with carnies, but they are a pretty fun bunch.
We ended up with an epic game of Carnies VS Bachelorettes. For future reference, never bet against a bachelorette party.
We had our secret weapons:
Denise ‘The Grifter’, Dancing Mel Killman, and JSim’s formidable cleavage.
So in between the carnies, cleavage baring, and pool sharking, there was some more drinking.
I think there may have been some more shots after that too.
So I’ll just tell you that I had more fun than I can remember, and I was surrounded by the greatest group of women that anyone has a right to know. There was so much laughter that my throat was sore the next day from all of it. There was so much beautiful, amazing energy in one place, I am sure that everyone who was there that night felt it. We started out by ourselves but by the end of the night, most of the bar had shuffled our way, and we had a blast. I want to thank you all for the greatest Non-Typical Bachelorette/Stagette party that the world has ever known. You are all so amazing to come out for it, and to help me celebrate my wedding to the most incredible man I’ve ever known. My cup runneth over. Thank you all. xoxo
Mrs. Birdman in 11 days!!!!
PS. Did I mention that Lady Kenny Rogers was there? I am blessed indeed. 🙂
PPS. In case you haven’t had enough of the party pics, feel free to creep the slideshow below.