There's Always One

This weekend was spent wine tasting very classily, if that's even a word, for yet another (drum roll please) bachelorette party.  If classy is described as sitting in the trunk of the car riding vineyard to vineyard, leaving a toilet seat cover on your chair at lunch to avoid having cheek prints when you got up, and making pink panty droppers before going to dinner, then we nailed it.

When you get a group of girls together for a bachelorette party, there's a big chance that it's the first time they have all been together.  It's a cross roads of friends in your life; the meeting point of your childhood friends, future sister-in-law(s), High School besties, college roomies, and current co-workers, that come together to make a night or a weekend special.
And there's almost always that one.

You all know the one I am talking about, she's that girl.

The one who 'forgets' to bring a gift. The girl who NEVER buys a round at the bar.

The girl who has a suitcase full of clothes, but borrows everything she wears out. The lady who didn't bring her checkbook.  The gal who gets an appetizer for dinner, only to eat everyone else's left overs.  The one who smiles and says she's having fun, when the truth is written all over her face.  The girl who talks about all the texts she's getting, and the boy she's dating.  The gal who doesn't pick up what the group is throwin' down.  The lady who at moments, forgets it's all about the bride.

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Seriously this just upsets me, anyone who has any common sense, attended a bachelorette party, or is in their middle twenties, knows none of this is appropriate, knows your pay for the bachelorette, and knows it's a weekend dedicated to the bride-to-be.

And sitting here writing this makes me feel like a such a b****.  So I've taken it upon myself to give her another mini bachelorette party, to ensure she gets to live it out in all her glory, because you only get married once, and in the words of Lydia, "If you work it right, once is enough."   And for this gal, I'm sure it will be. I can't wait for her wedding, and for that matter her second bachlelorette party.