I’ve scheduled this post to publish just as I’m getting ready for my hen’s party. The party that I know NOTHING about, because my BFF has done a fabulous job keeping everything a secret.
All I know is that I should wear comfortable shoes.
I’m not even entirely sure who’s actually coming along for the fun.
But amongst the WHATEVER it is we’re doing, and the potential fluffy handcuffs, novelty veils, penis-themed trinkets or strippers… the one thing I know I’ll be doing is laughing.
Like my Bear’s doing here: