The devil is in the details

The penis party

Sorry about the lack of updates lately. There hasn't been much particularly interesting going on lately other than lots of lab stuff and pointless flirting. The other big thing on the horizon is my former roommate K.'s wedding on October 1st. To catch up those of you who came to this party late, K. was my roommate until September 1, she got engaged in April and I am the maid of honor. After way too much drama, the shower will be next Wednesday (the 28th) and the bachelorette party will be this Friday night. Most of my time lately has involved planning/dealing with details for all of these shindigs.

So....the bachelorette party. First of all, I WILL admit that due to various circumstances going on with me right now, I have devoted a lot of time and energy to planning this party, perhaps more effort than was necessary. But whatever. Anyway, from the first moment that the words "Bree planning K.'s bachelorette party" were uttered, a lot of people went a little nuts. Apparently, everyone expects/ed me to be absolutely out of control with the planning and execution of the party and to plan something quite risque and obscene. Now, I'll admit...I was kinda sorta crazy in college...I certainly had fun. But I have had an entirely different time in graduate school. So I guess that people were judging based on some idea of what I was like once upon a time. It's tough to know exactly what they meant by that, because K. is kinda conservative and our other roommate R. is really conservative (in that sort of way, not necessarily in the political way) and even our new roommate A. originally struck me as conservative as well. So....it's possible that they were just flipping out for that reason. When I talked to more people about this, though, I found out that it wasn't just K. and R. and A. (and K.'s fiance) who had that impression. Weird. Not only that, but they also mentioned that they can't wait for the all-out no-holds-barred unbelievable party that will be occurring someday in the future when I get married...I suppose as an opportunity to live vicariously or something. I guess that the combination of this odd impression of me combined with impressions of the people (aka college friends) that they might assume would also be involved. I don't know if that's an accurate impression of either they or I, nor do I think that I have ever given any sort of impression that I wanted such a party. I never even really THOUGHT about it until all of these conversations occurred. I certainly don't think that I give off that impression, nor was I at all planning on doing anything terribly risque, obscene, or out-of-control. In fact, I think that my planning ideas for the bachelorette party tended MORE towards the risque stuff just to live up to this odd reputation after these conversations.

So....this Friday night we're having a sleepover and watching chick flicks (with lots of food and alcohol of course.) I was given the following rules:
1. No naked men
2. No large plastic penises.
Those rules set my imagination into overdrive (what do you mean? The reputation is entirely undeserved. I just have an active imagination.) I wondered....does someone just wearing a bow-tie really count as naked? What about a fig leaf? What about just a shirt? And as far as large plastic penises are concerned...there are SOOO many materials other than plastic and large is really just in the eye of the beholder, isn't it?

I went shopping for some bachelorette themed things this weekend and took my roommate R. (the uber conservative one whose secret wild side I have been waiting for over a year to see/bring out) with me tonight to finish shopping. (Both to give me a second opinion on some things that I was undecided about and to prove to her exactly HOW well-behaved I was)
The plan (other than chick flicks, alcohol, pizza and lots of snack foods) is....
penis-shaped jello shots (which will be way fun and are non-negotiable)
pin the "tail" on the naked man
X-rated fortune cookies (just 'cause they looked like fun in the store)
Penis-shaped chocolate lollipops
and then R. talked me into buying penis balloons and little noisemakers that have guys on them that say "Blow me."

We are going to rip out pictures of hot guys from Cosmo and put them on the walls and I'm working on putting together some questions to email to the groom to set up some a little newlywed game type-thing.

I talked on the phone with my college roommate tonight (after talking on the phone with cute lab guy, who I swear I'm not going to talk about anymore) about our respective boy issues (it turns out that fellow NC law students are as baffling as fellow MA lab guys. And by the way goth, you were entirely right.) and the bachelorette party as well. Roomie (she will forever be known as my roomie) laughed A LOT at the party that people thought I was going to throw. She correctly pointed out, however, that the party that I am throwing somehow turned into a penis party, partially thanks to being egged on by K. and R. *Sigh* I hope this is okay. The thing is, if anything is NOT okay, we can get rid of it rather quickly, but from the sound of my last conversation with K., she thinks all of this is rather funny. But yes...I have somehow lived up to the reputation, and I am throwing a penis party. I suppose I should embrace it.

Anyone have any great bachelorette party stories or ideas?

Oh....and Nina ....your IM yesterday regarding the grammatical error in my away message was quite possibly the funniest thing I have heard in a long time. :)

posted by Immunegirl @ 10:33 PM