why do they call it a hen party?

So we had Nithya’s hen party last night and it was really fun!

Not in a traditional get-a-guy-over ( not the right word, since when can strip tease and Indian tradition be put in the same sentence ) sort of way since we had the party in Nithya’s house admist the mini decorating that was going on in the hall, while all the girls huddled together in her room to prepare her surprise messages.

Poor girl was left outside alone wondering what in the world a group of her girlfriends could be up to.

Mwahahahha.

Well, it was really a small but quaint and personal party and I really wish I could put pictures up on my blog, but I’m quite sure Nits will hunt me down.

So until she leaves for Brisbane ( and I know for sure that it is going to be some time before she comes back *cheeky grin* ) will I put them up for all to ogle at.

Drinks at the Liquid Kitchen after that was fun as well. I’ve got a new fav drink. Its called Sweet Secrets and it’s a yummy concoction of Baileys, vanilla ice-cream and whipped cream. Yum.

Not the best thing for a recovering-from-stomach-flu person, but all for you Nithya.
The things we do for our loved ones, yeah?
*cough cough*

Hope you had fun too, sweetie. Love ya!

p.s. I wish I had taped the whole thing so that you could play it back when you’re in Brisbane and have a good laugh! I have a certain short clip though, which involves a lil’ bit of fire and and a lot of funny expressions. LOL.