Randoms-Take Two

My college friend called me on Wednesday asking about planning the bachelorette party/bridal shower for my other friend that's getting married (remember, I refused to wear pink?). I told her I'd help plan, but I'm not going to attend. hee hee. I don't know how I still have two friends. I told her that I'm not spending three weekends of my life on wedding stuff, when I probably won't see her for a year or so. So..that was my two cents. I don't know what's up with that. My one friend wants to either go see strippers or have one come to the house. Gross. I'm not into that AT ALL. I'd rather eat or drink and be merry and talk to random strangers than see a stripper. Maybe that's what married life does to you. Makes you want to see strippers versus talking to cuties at the bar. The shower will probably be somewhere in NJ, and again, I'm just not going to sit around on a nice weekend day watching someone open gifts. My motto-If it doesn't make me happy, I'm not doing it. And that does not make me happy.