Weddingbee Blog

Atlantic City, New Jersey

The boyfriend is gone again to yet another bachelor party, only this time it isn’t his. I came home, went grocery shopping, cooked spaghetti, baked cheese cauliflower, and also added bell peppers, onions, and hot italian sausage to the sauce and I NEVER add shit to the sauce. I fed 5 of them and sent them on their way to check out ho-bags and throw away hundreds of dollars. See ya suckas!

His friends are really special to me. Yes, they are your typical bastards. They can be loud, they belch, they fart, they spit, they try to cock-block each other. Just all types of good shit! Yet they’re really good to me.

Pinky offers to help do the dishes and has his own toothbrush at our place and he always kisses me when he sees me whether it’s on my cheeks or on my hand. Danny’s the one that told Jane about the 2 pieces of chicken story (I was so touched). Jin made dinner and brought it over because he knew I didn’t eat lunch that day so he brought enough to eat with C and I. We can talk about sex and laugh about it while making fun of each other.

Every time I hang out with them and they’re slightly intoxicated they always tell me why they’re so happy that C and I are getting married and on my birthday they all made an effort to come out and they all brought gifts. For me! They didn’t get shit for C on his birthday and they’re his friends. He was bitchin’ about that btw. YES! They’re my friends now. I have adopted all of them.

I know this is corny and I may chuck my dinner later but I think he’s very fortunate to have the friends that he has.