Friday, November 19, 2010

Let's Fall in Love: The Boys Hit the Town

The rehearsal dinner wound down quickly after my dad's little shenanigans with Mr LikesIt.  Several of the girls decided to call it a night at that point, since hair appointments were starting early the next day.  I was able to convince Seester MOH and bmaids Sarah and Jen to come out to my favorite downtown Springfield drinking establishment for at least a little while.  My mother then made my sister and I swear that I would have ONE DRINK and only ONE DRINK.  That's what I get for being a wastey-face at my bachelorette party ... I was not to be trusted.

Regardless, I was stoked.  It was the night before my wedding.  I was out with my best friends and their hubbies, who I enjoy immensely.  We were going to Floyd's and it was going to be awesome.  Needless to say, when I shimmied up to the bouncer at the door to the bar and realized I had left both my id and my camera behind at my parents' house, it was a bit of a buzzkill.  I begged and pleaded, and he was prepared to turn me away, bride-to-be or not.  Luckily, Springfield is a small town and the bartender went to my high school.  He vouched for my legit drinking age and we headed inside.  I don't think Seester was amused.

Mr LikesIt was set to arrive any moment with a gaggle of groomsmen to join us.  I ordered my usual - vodka tonic, extra lime - and proceeded to nurse that ONE DRINK and only ONE DRINK.  I was going to make the most of it, and I wanted to see my almost-husband one last time before we officially parted ways.  And we waited, and waited, and waited.  I have no idea what they were doing back at the hotel, frankly I don't want to, but they moseyed into the bar almost two hours later ... just in time to witness me spilling the rest of my v&t all over myself.  So much for one drink.

I gave Mr LikesIt a kiss goodnight and wished he and his friends fun in the Capital City, making him swear to not get shmammered and have hangover face the next day.  He was downright giddy and I don't think he needed a drink at all at that point.  He had been looking forward to this weekend as much as me, especially the part where he got to see all of his best friends together.  Seester and I headed out at that point, but the night was just beginning for Mr LikesIt and his groomsmen. 

They defiled my town, and dammit they enjoyed every minute of it.

 

And all that after just one drink.


In case you missed it:
I bought a dress and completely changed it.
We had a marathon final week of engagement.
I giggled my way through our rehearsal.
Mr LikesIt got grilled at our rehearsal dinner.

1 comment:

  1. haha! I like the one of the guy who climbed up the wall. D was out late the night before too but he didn't drink that much.

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