I should be a party planner!
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The party was a success. I had plenty of alcohol, food and courtesy �club pics�. What�s a club pic you ask?? I�m sure most of have been to a club where you stand behind an airbrushed backdrop and strike a pose, then pay about $5-10 for the picture. We had something similar.
Only difference is we gave the pictures to the guest as a complimentary gift and something to remember the party buy. Guests also received complimentary Martini Hangover Relief Kits which included:
And of course we had to include a disclaimer to keep from being held responsible for other people�s bad judgment:
I�m not really sure how many people actually showed up. According to the many pictures I took, it was a little more than 30. I tried to get an accurate head count, but each time I did, more people would walk into the house throwing me off. I was a little peeved that two of my GOOD friends failed to show even though they both called me the night of the party and insisted that they were coming. I�m a little irritated because whenever they plan something regardless of whether I want to go or not, I make it a point to at least stop in and say hello. That�s what friends are supposed to do, right? If I�m wrong, then evidently I have been going about this whole friendship thing the wrong way. By the end of the party, I ended up with twice as much alcohol than what I started with. I am about 4 bottles shy of a 24 pack of Bud Light, I have 4 bottles of unopened vodka, 4 bottles of unopened pucker (various flavors), 2 bottles of rum that have not been touched and lots of other stuff good for mixing. Also leftover is an unopened pack of chips, cheese and veggies. What�s a girl to do with so much alcohol and food?? Have a Super Bowl throwback party of course! I kissed Dogg at the party. Nothing too serious. I didn�t even let him slip his tongue into my mouth. I wanted to. Lawd knows I did. But I am trying to move a little slower. He called me later that night after he got home. I know he wanted to come back to my house. And for a split second, I agreed to let him come over. Then I looked at the clock and realized that it was 3:00 in the morning and knew that although I said he could come over only for a few minutes, he likely would not have made it home before the sun came up. I don�t want any regrets so I told him that I was tired and we would have to hang out another day. Only 1 person threw up. Which is a good thing. And she had the decency to do it outside and she washed down her mess. Tiff was the only one that got stupid drunk (although I suspect it was mainly for show) and ended up spending the night. Another reason I could not invite Dogg back over (don�t need peeps all up in the biz, even though she is a �good� friend The next morning Tiff helped me clean up my apartment, which surprisingly was not that bad. It was then that Tiff told me that she recognized Dogg from a show that she seen him perform at a few years ago at a bachelorette party. She gave me too many details that I really didn�t want to hear but felt like I needed to know. Knowing that people I know have seen his goodies (so far the count is up to 4) is weird. Knowing some of the �entertainment� that he has provided at his shows is even weirder. I can't imagine the awkwardness if we happen to be out and run into other women who have seen him shaking his shit in their face. That would just be too weird for me. |
4:39 p.m. || February 01, 2005 |
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