OHMYGOD IT'S ALMOST JULY!
Rah's bachelorette was a blast! drama-free zone with fabulous girls; Rah's cousins Sand&Min, and her friends E, Nik and J, fun in the sun and too much wine! i was hoping Rah would make as much of an ass out of herself as i did at my bachelorette party, but no such luck. that girl is a classy ho.
we arrived to the giant mansion with a pool we got for the weekend and Rah packed in an air travel rolly suitcase. i was like COME ON IT'S A DUFFEL BAG WEEKEND. we seriously had enough food to feed a dinosaur. it was awesome.
we arrived and sat by the pool...we had a wonderful lasagna dinner cooked by Min&San, then suited up for an old hollywood glamour themed eve out on the town in chelan. i accidentally spent 60-some dollars on drinks. oopsies! and we had a body part slip out of a dress. double oopsies! we got home and went hot tubbing then fell into bed.
the next morning after we found Sand's dress by the pool, The Wine Assault Vehicle--aka a retired army truck with the top off--picked us up for a tour. the driver was Kenny. pooooor Kenny is all i have to say about him. i have never been on a wine tour. i was like OMG this is great...like we will have little tastes of everything! i had no idea that all the tiny little tastes would make one hugely tipsy. the first stop? Hard Row To Hoe. the place was oh-so-packed with sexual innuendos. i.e. prostitutes who were working in chelan during the great depression. fabulous. we went to a couple more wineries before stopping off for lunch at a BBQ that gave me 2 slices of tillamook on my cheeseburger without the patty.
Kenny dropped us off at home where we slopped into swimsuits and lounged around/in the pool with trashy magazines and mai tais for a solid 3 hours. i made us all rainbow personalized tanks and all the letters fell off, changing some of the groups' names to Andi, Ichol and Ride. it was a perfect representation of the haggardness we felt. E made a wonderful dinner and then we all took a nap (mine was on the floor). we got up, rallied, and went out again. we went to the same place as the night before, only our minds were a bit sharper. upon closer inspection we noticed many NON-OK things:
1. the pack of workmen in the back staring creepily
2. the gentleman with one shoe
3. the man without a shirt
4. the mariah carey music
5. the teens who tried to come home with us
6. the pink men's genitalia figure floating around the bar
7. the "other" bachelorette. who obvs couldn't hold a candle to Rah
after those 7 things we decided to go home for some late-night mac n cheese munchin and an early(ish) bedtime.
we woke up and packed before heading to brunch where the IBS promptly flared up. poor Rah on the car ride home.
we arrived to Spoke and JJ and Nebular were no where to be found...the festivities for his bachelor party were still in the works, so Rah, the dogs and i settled into some hammocks and had some margaritas. WHAT A LIFE!
now there's only 26 days until the wedding! ooh can't wait!
Sand. Rah. Me.
the fabulous bachelorette
the prostitute winery
me. Sand. E. Bride. J. Min. Nik