The Hangover, Part II

On the recommendation of the bartender at Maria's, after we finished eating, we headed over to the bar at Cirino's on Main Street.

For some reason, everyone kept asking me if I was getting married.  "How did you know?" was my drunken sarcastic reply...

Was it the veil?

The Hangover, Part I

Two days before the wedding, Sister Goodlaff, BM TCollins, and I celebrated one of my last nights as a single woman.  My bachelorette plans were left until the last minute, and unfortunately not everyone that I wanted there was able to make it.  I was pretty sad, and had a mini-bridal hissy fit, but that's just how it goes, and I mostly got over it.  Ultimately, between the three of us, Sister Goodlaff, TCollins and I had enough drinks and fun for an entire gaggle of girls!

What did I want for my bachelorette party? Sister Goodlaff wanted to know.  Nothing crazy, was my reply, but I wanted to go somewhere where we could get huge margaritas!  (Tequila and I have a deal--we've always been on good terms).  What I didn't want to do was shots...

Ummmm.....