Sunday Reflection-Hens
It may be the Year of the Pig to Chinese astrologers, but for me it was the Night of the Hen.
Got the invite to Mary’s Hen Night.
A bit of fear and trepidation.
First experience of this kind in this culture.
Have seen other hen parties.
Wild. Raucous. Feathered masks. Fluffy boas. Plastic tiaras.
Oh my.
I’m too old for this.
Flashback 20 years.
My own bridal shower.
Calm. Cakes and tea. Polite chat. A pile of household gifts.
A bit boring perhaps.
Dinner out with Mary and her friends.
Ukiyo on Exchequer St. Yum. Didn’t know Japanese do curry.
Karaoke bar.
Thirteen women jammed into a small room.
Singing every song imaginable. Scooby-Doo included.
Yep, it was the Night of the Hens.
Great craic.
Way to girl go…went on all DD’s hen nights…one to a place I used to go to in my teens…was soo funny, talk about being the oldest swinger in town. Was worn out dancing by 11.30 and they had to phone my DH to come and pick me up early. Thanks for your lovely comments on my spinning…I also like reading your blog as its full of different things and quotes…brilliant! anyway look after yourself.
01 Apr 2007 at 11:16 am
wahoo! it is always nice to hang out with the girls.
02 Apr 2007 at 1:14 am
Cheryl, how did Mary enjoy her ’special knits’? I must say they looked really cool at the last SnB meeting.
Ger
02 Apr 2007 at 4:02 pm
“Scooby Doo” is a classic, after all. Sounds like fun!
03 Apr 2007 at 2:28 am