Hen and Chicks

So I haven’t posted in a while, not since my epic dissertation write up started. I went back to my home town last weekend for my hen – the big day is looming!! You learn something new every day and here’s what I learned:

  • that zumba music is awesome
  • that fairy dances are hilarious to both watch and attempt
  • how to apply nail polish professionally
  • how to apply mascara – I am low maintenance… and somewhat lazy
  • how to accidentally scratch perfect nail polish :0(

If you’re in Southampton and want a spa treatment I highly recommend the lovely staff and lovely salon Raphael – they’re wonderful and it was great meeting such awesome people there. Excellent service, if I was in Soton, or if I could apparate, I’d so go there again.

Topic of conversation at dinner revolved around the Asian waiter, mainly his hair, but interesting service. The food at the restaurant was also good, other people at the table might have been drooling for other reasons though.

But one of the highlights of the day was the Mad Libs I found from the net and altered for my own purposes. I found a few here: http://boards.weddingbee.com/topic/weddin-reception-mad-libs

For an activity that should have taken 5-10 minutes, my chicks took close to an hour! Hilarious secrets were revealed, asked to pluck words from nowhere I pinned them down to reveal their perfect men. Here are some of my favourites:

I met my perfect man at sea, his hair colour would be blue. His height would be three feet tall and he would be from  Egypt. The number of children we would have would be twenty. In bed he would be a llama, I would call him Kermit, whilst his pet name for me would be Truffles. We would spend our lives living in a giant asparagus and we would grow old feeling lust.

A more sentimental Mad Lib took more time and effort, too long and repetitive to list fully here. But here are a few of my faves:

The bride and groom are special together. Your lives will be full of smiles as long as you always hug, never be boring, and remember to watch the news. Some advice for the future: when you have children name them Jim and Rosie. The groom should always want Mayfair’s babies and Mayfair should always put up with the groom’s video games. Take a romantic holiday to Middlesborough together. And on your 50th wedding anniversary, don’t forget to eat. I wish you infinity years of happiness and  no regrets.

Needless to say, I have great, hilarious friends. And living in Soton for 21 years I have discovered new spots I never knew existed. So what started as a confusing list of events on Facebook turned out to be a very delightful experience. So, to my chicks who read this, thank you very much. I enjoyed the day, and night, and it wouldn’t have happened without your presence.

It’s a shame I have outgrown Soton now and moved away, but I shall attempt to visit (often? Who knows?) Meanwhile, if you have the time or money or want a change of scenery, find me in London. Until then, see you on the big day!!

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