Irony of Ironies

We had Andra's bachelorette party last night.

The guest of honor

Of course, I bid on Priceline, and William Shatner picked a nice room at the Hyatt Regency in downtown Tampa for us ($42, bitches). Unfortunately, they said they could only give us a king bed. Eh. Anyway, in honor of the occasion I put on my Martha Stewart cap and made a delectable assortment of Jello shots. The flavors included:

• pineapple with coconut rum (pina colada!)
• Hawaiian Punch (because that's a Jello flavor?!) with Bacardi Select
• tropical fusion with banana rum
• tropical fusion with coconut rum
  
• strawberry with banana rum
• strawberry with sparkling wine
• peach with sparkling wine
• melon with vanilla vodka
• berry blue with vanilla vodka
• lemon with raspberry vodka

I think that's it.

They were so cute in their little cups. Also, delicious.

The point of the hotel room was it's proximity to Channelside, so that we could all drink and no one had to drive. I had a handful of Jello shots in the hotel room, we went to dinner (where I drank water with my meal and had one tiny little Irish car bomb), and then I stuck with beer for the rest of the night. So, from about 7pm-3am I had the shots, the car bomb and 4-5 beers. I did not partake in the margarita that was served in a bucket.

I know my limits, and this bucket is one of them.

Anyway, my point is that I was barely inebriated by the end of the night. Slightly buzzed, but only because of the last beer, which I believe was my downfall. True Blue blueberry beer is not beer. It is fizzy and crazy sweet and 8% ABV. Anyway, despite not getting drunk, it did not preclude a craptacular hangover. It was such a shame.

We paid big bucks for them to write this on the wall!

The bachelorette and me, the MOH!

Despite the resulting sickness, we did have a lot of fun, and I have very embarrassing video footage of some of the festivities. Now, we get to do it again in a couple of months for my other best friend!