My own opinion is that my fellow gal pals have turned the corner a bit too tight on being feminists. Truth be told I’m all in your grill for equal rights, but there is that thing about tradition that I cling to; the tradition of ‘Girls’ Weekend’, gosh darn it! It’s all fine and dandy that you can hunt for your bacon and then fry it up in a pan; but honestly? I just want to eat the bacon and drink alcohol.
That being said, I
Here are a few photos
But first, said bucket. Um yeah.
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For the majority of the weekend we stood true to tradition. We did consume large quantities of alcohol. We did go shopping and we did go out for lunch; though apparently it wasn’t enough to torture me with fishing, sushi needed to be part of the equation.
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Though fishing/sushi was new to the agenda this past weekend, it wasn’t the only thing. A local tattoo shop was scoped out and visited. Who would you guess got inked? The group consisted of me, my daughter (age 27), my BFF (who is married to a doctor) and T (who already has two tattoos). Let me know your guess in the comments. The answer to
13 comments:
Sounds like a fun time. I'm betting BFF.
I'd say YOU or BFF got the tatoo. Glad you had a good time. Even if you DID have to pee in a bucket, and eat raw fish ;-)
I say BFF!
Hmmmm......could be any of you. But I'll guess you or your best bud???
I'll vote for your daughter.
you or your daughter...
You! ?
Don't tell me you got a tramp stamp.
My girlfriends are one of my favorites things!!!! Behind my husband that is. I love seing that others have this love.
It was totally you, wasn't it?
Totally you! and I'm guessing on your booty!
LMAO at LceeL! :) And personally? I'm with your stance regarding fishing. My version of fishing is going to Dead Lobster and ordering popcorn shrimp. Yeah. Glad you survived! :)
Well, since I am reading in reverse I already know WHO got the tattoo!
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