Bachelorette Party

Sorry folks. Been gone the past few days.

I took the time to relax a bit this weekend. Had me a little weekend away with the girls. A dear friend of mine is getting married in less than a month. SUCKER! Ahem... I mean, Yippee!

Anyway, there comes a time in every woman's life where they must take the time to take care of their own....their fellow woman. You know, protect the species... fight the power.... question authority.... go balls to the wall..... let 'er rip.... shoot the moon.... beat the donkey... punch the clown...

Ok, wrong direction. I am not even too sure I know what the hell those last two mean. You get my point.

Anyway...

What I am trying to say is there comes a point where it is vital that we take a brief bit of time out of our life to bid a fond farewell to single womanhood. Kiss goodbye our blissful freedom and prepare to embrace our doom, er I mean groom. It was just this moment last weekend where I had the pleasure of celebrating that rite of passage that has become described by scientists as the BACHELORETTE PARTY.

Yes yes.

Girls + dancing + alcohol - (inhibitions x club scene) = a fucking blast

This is a true mathmatical equation. I think it was Stephen Hawking or Madame Curie or Deepok Chopra who came up with it. At least thats what I heard.

So I have taken a few publishable snap shots of the festivities. Things that were said, events that transpired and phone numbers exchanged will not be discussed. Suffice to say no small animals were harmed during the weekend and the midget we kidnapped has since been returned to his family. No harm done.

Really. The midget is ok with it and will not be pressing charges. Totally relieved about that one since I don't look good in an orange jumper.

Enjoy the pics people. Click here.

I promise to be back on my game this week.