I am home. I am jet lagged and hungover - and I have a cold. But - boy was that fun.
We drove up to Whistler on Friday in the late afternoon - got there in the evening. The condo we were staying at was a four story walk up with a view that was beyond beautiful - thanks to our friend who's cousin owns it (back to that who you know...).
Once we got there - and climbed many MANY stairs, we opened up several bottles of red wine and let the laughter begin. And there in front of the fire, glasses of wine in hand and fettuccini alfredo in our bellies - the Sisterhood of the Drunken Yaya's began. (complete with a handshake)
Our current members are as follows;
the revered Sister Superstar whose burps are unparalleled in the known world,
the great and powerful Sister Rockstar who can wield her power like a queen and make grown men pluck out body hair to appease her,
the shy and sweet Sister Boogie Woogie who danced like a fiend until they kicked her out,
the hilarious and lovely Sister Spanky Pecker Inspector (the bride) who the weekend was in honor of and myself,
Sister Dontchawishyourgirlfriendwasatardlikeme, oh I mean Dontchawishyour girlfriendwashawtlikeme (LOL) Nuff said.
There were some things I'm not even sure I should write about. The poor, poor men in that bar. They should have been warned.
At one point Sister SPI got into the cage (yahoy, I said cage) and danced with the most terrifying woman on planet earth. Just prior to Sister SPI jumping on up in there - the creature was doing this sort of stripper dance and when she lifted up her leg we saw something very VERY wrong down there being flashed at us at eyelevel. Later on - after about 3 shots of tequila and two double martini's (okay and 3 vodka and cranberry) Sister DWYGWHLM got into the cage and was molested by a 22 year old girl who kept yelling "you turn me on" and slamming her against the side of the cage sumo style. Pleas for help to the other yaya's were not granted - instead they all lined up to stare and laugh. NICE. (okay, yeah it was me). Sister Rockstar spent the night playing a bachelorette game that the rest of us thought ended after the first hour - we had various points ranging from 10 to 50 - but she ended up with something like 150 points. The points were accumulated by getting men to do various things such as, buy you a drink (easy), do a shot with you (easy), dance with you (easy), flash your bra (okay, not AS easy), give us their underwear and so on. One man became known as Commando for the evening. Commando had a body made of granite. He was into triathlons - I think he said. To be honest I wasn't really listening since I was too busy treating him shamelessly like a piece of meat. Oh what fun. (Sorry Commando).
We have decided that the Sisterhood will hold yearly events and I really can't wait for the next one. These girls are so much fun.
We drove up to Whistler on Friday in the late afternoon - got there in the evening. The condo we were staying at was a four story walk up with a view that was beyond beautiful - thanks to our friend who's cousin owns it (back to that who you know...).
Once we got there - and climbed many MANY stairs, we opened up several bottles of red wine and let the laughter begin. And there in front of the fire, glasses of wine in hand and fettuccini alfredo in our bellies - the Sisterhood of the Drunken Yaya's began. (complete with a handshake)
Our current members are as follows;
the revered Sister Superstar whose burps are unparalleled in the known world,
the great and powerful Sister Rockstar who can wield her power like a queen and make grown men pluck out body hair to appease her,
the shy and sweet Sister Boogie Woogie who danced like a fiend until they kicked her out,
the hilarious and lovely Sister Spanky Pecker Inspector (the bride) who the weekend was in honor of and myself,
Sister Dontchawishyourgirlfriendwasatardlikeme, oh I mean Dontchawishyour girlfriendwashawtlikeme (LOL) Nuff said.
There were some things I'm not even sure I should write about. The poor, poor men in that bar. They should have been warned.
At one point Sister SPI got into the cage (yahoy, I said cage) and danced with the most terrifying woman on planet earth. Just prior to Sister SPI jumping on up in there - the creature was doing this sort of stripper dance and when she lifted up her leg we saw something very VERY wrong down there being flashed at us at eyelevel. Later on - after about 3 shots of tequila and two double martini's (okay and 3 vodka and cranberry) Sister DWYGWHLM got into the cage and was molested by a 22 year old girl who kept yelling "you turn me on" and slamming her against the side of the cage sumo style. Pleas for help to the other yaya's were not granted - instead they all lined up to stare and laugh. NICE. (okay, yeah it was me). Sister Rockstar spent the night playing a bachelorette game that the rest of us thought ended after the first hour - we had various points ranging from 10 to 50 - but she ended up with something like 150 points. The points were accumulated by getting men to do various things such as, buy you a drink (easy), do a shot with you (easy), dance with you (easy), flash your bra (okay, not AS easy), give us their underwear and so on. One man became known as Commando for the evening. Commando had a body made of granite. He was into triathlons - I think he said. To be honest I wasn't really listening since I was too busy treating him shamelessly like a piece of meat. Oh what fun. (Sorry Commando).
We have decided that the Sisterhood will hold yearly events and I really can't wait for the next one. These girls are so much fun.
9 comments:
You desperately needed me there to keep y'all in line.
Heh heh heh heh!
Sounds like you had fun - yah you watch out for those randy drunk lesbians in cages....kinda like me.
Did you remember to get the email of Mr. Commando?
Again no pictures......
"One man became known as Commando for the evening. Commando had a body made of granite."
Oh my god! That was you guys? i had no idea!
Yeah I know - I ought to be flogged. I forgot my camera. Hopefully some of Sister SPI's pics turned out and they will be forthcoming. If not I promise to make up for it with Dominican pics!
Earl - you would have been forever damaged
Beth - nope. No email. This was a purely use em and lose em type of evening.
Fish - see last comment re flogging
Carrie - doncha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me - doncha
Slyde - are you forever damaged?
The pregnant one who hasn't partied in any sense of the word for almost 9 months is extraordinarily jealous. Please dress me up and take me out when I get my body back!!!
It's a deal, Kat.
good times. good times. this post has me smiling from ear to ear!
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