Saturday night I headed downtown with some friends of mine to polish off my birthday celebration. (Yes, still celebrating... 25 is a big deal people! And celebrating birthdays for a week is an art I've mastered over the years. The party doesn't stop until I make my birthday trip with mom and sister next weekend).
Anyways, we had a blast at our favorite local piano bar. They seriously know how to play like everything under the sun, and it always impresses me.
One of the fun things about this place is that there is a very diverse group of people there. One group was there celebrating some guy's 50th birthday. There are people young and old. There are other birthdays. And there are bachelor and bachelorette parties.
There was one bride-to-be who seemed a little less than thrilled about being out and celebrating. We never could figure out what was going on with her, but she looked mildly irritated all evening.
Is she just an unhappy person when she drinks? Is she dreading the upcoming nuptials and being out at her bachelorette party remind her of this? Did her friends buy her really hideous lingerie? Did they force her to come to this place when she really just wanted to go to Cadillac Ranch? Seriously... I have never seen someone who looked so miserable at her own hoopla. I can't think of anything that could possibly cause someone to be such a sour puss when all her friends are out celebrating one of her last unmarried evenings..
Even more odd was that all her gal pals seemed to be having a blast. Maybe she was jealous that they seemed to be enjoying themselves more?
No telling... but I know one thing. When the day comes that it's MY bachelorette party, you better believe I will be having a blast!