So I’m getting married in a little over 2 months. WHAT THE HELL?! I’m getting married! That’s awesome! And to Mona no less! Yes, we had a shaky first couple years but it’s been GREAT for a long while now.
And things are going great with the kids.
But… what about the Bachelor Party? To be honest, I have a lot of guys… like 22, when you add childhood friends, college friends, work related friends, family, Mona’s Male family… ugh a lot.
So with that large number and the short amount of time to plan it, I just want a big dinner. Preferably steak. In a restaurant’s private room so we can get a little loud.
I don’t need to go away, I don’t need strippers.
My Best Man is my brother who is in Ohio so he’s not going to plan this. Plus, I just didn’t feel comfortable with anyone else getting it off the ground. So I chose the date, cleared it with all the guys, found a place to have it in a great location for a lot of the guys. Now we gave to choose the catering menu options. I was talking to a friend, Bill, about options when he said “Let me do all of this for you.”
Truth be told, he’s said this before… a few other guys offered to help too. But I felt like I needed to get it started. Especially getting my randoms on board. And I did. But now?
“Yes, Bill, take this and finish it.” I gave him the names and numbers of everyone coming, even the random family and people he didn’t know. WHEW! Ok I’m ready to give up, give in and just attend.
Relieved to not have to work on this anymore. Looking forward to whatever they will have planned.