Saturday, November 19, 2005
Um. It's November. When did that happen? Not only that, November is nearly over. I would panic now if I had more energy.
This is the part of the semester where I want to bury my head in the sand. Huge papers/projects/finals are within days of one another and there's so much I don't know where to start.
I decided to really buckle down... and throw a party.
Last night I hosted a hoard of women at my apartment to celebrate four gals who were going to be married. I have never done the bridal shower thing but I gotta say it's an event worth hosting. Women need to have more parties without men. It's just a different and fun dynamic.
The people that are staring at your boobs are doing so because you've had so many fuzzy navels you're pulling your shirt down and saying, "Check out how this bra helps my cleavage." It's a hard thing to explain, but women just let loose around other women. Not like we can't create drama but a night without men it just good for the soul. It's like getting a massage. You don't need them on a regular basis but after you have one you feel so much better and think- -why don't I do this more?
But believe it or not, I took some flack for this shindig. Certain boys were whining that I didn't invite them! They argued this was "sexist." Okay, sexism is golf tournaments that don't allow women to compete or supervisors that won't promote women past the secretary desk. Bridal showers are not sexist. They are necessary for our sanity. Women have bridal showers andbachelorette parties and men throw their own bachelor parties. Have men become so lazy they can't throw their own parties-- they have to mooch off ours. Oh, that would be a sad day. Can't you see the look on the bride's face when her fiance's friends show up at HER bridal shower with blow-up-dolls yelling, "Sweet man, spinich dip!"?
What self respecting male would fuss over not being invited to a bridal shower? It's a ton of girls eating food and talking girl talk and playing games. I think I just answered my own question... a party that provides all girls and tons of food. And this isn't just pizza and beer either. We had serious party food-- I'm talking better-than-sex cake, meat and cheese tray, and drinks like sex on the beach. Can't blame the guys for trying to come. And don't lie, you know you like the fruity drinks!
Luckily, no men crashed the party and many fun games and conversations were had. Well, at least that's what we want people to think. In reality, all us women got together and plotted to take over the world and enslave men.
Come to think of it, most men wouldn't mind this either...