Thursday, October 18, 2012
On Saturday, I am hosting a Bachelorette Party at my house for my sister in law. The bride's sister (maid of honor) is the planner, but my house is the venue. I've heard of emotional eating before with being sad, angry, frustrated and emotions along those lines, but nervous? My mind is going a million miles an hour as I sit at work. I've made about 6 lists of things I need to do. Places I need to go to pick things up. Things I need to clean.
Not to mention the main reason I'm nervous. My sister in law planned a "Pure Romance" party for the bride. And for those of you who don't know what that is, it's an adult toy party. OMG. I looked on their website so my face may not be six shade of red the entire time. All I did was giggle. And blush. They have a whole line of products for people who have read Fifty Shades of Grey. I haven't read it, but have heard enough to know why those product are associated with the book. The bride has been to this type of party before and so she's super excited about it. At the last party she was at, everybody showed each other what they bought. If I even find something to buy, why on earth would I want to show my husband's sisters and cousin what type of stuff I bought. That is just too much of an over share for this girl.
So I'm nervous to be at a party with adult toys and other such products with my sister's in law and their cousin. Maybe one other person will be there. AWKWARD! Hence the nervous eating. You would think I wouldn't get so easily embarrassed at 40, but apparently the mention of certain product makes me act like a teenager.
Tonight I need to meet two of the bridesmaids at the porno store to get decorations for the party.
I can't wait for this weekend to be over.
I will buy more veggies and fruit to munch on so that I don't blow my calorie range too much. And for during the party so I can avert my eyes from the products being shown by the party lady. I really wish it was Tupperware or Lea Sophia.