From a Romantic Engagement to a Raunchy Hen Night…

The night of Elizabeth’s youngest sister’s, Anita’s,  Hen Party finally arrived last night.  The one I bought these goodies for.  But before I get down to the party, I want to share the story of the engagement.

Mitch told Anita that he felt they should get away for a weekend because work had been quite stressful the preceding week.  He suggested the most Southern Tip of Africa, Cape Agulhas.  He had arranged with his entire family as well as Anita’s to stay in a little fishing village close by called Struisbaai.  Last week Mom, Dad, Aunty Carol and I went for a Sunday drive in the camper and we visited these same towns.  Here is a pic of the fishing boats in the harbour.

Anyhow, back to the story of the engagement.  The Saturday morning Mitch called all the family and told them to be at the base of the lighthouse at an agreed time.  He and Anita climbed to the top of the lighthouse and proposed.  Apparently she was so stunned she didn’t say anything for quite some time and then she burst into tears and said yes.  Then the excitement set in and she told a complete stranger, “Hey, look at my ring!”  At the base of the lighthouse she saw her family and her soon-to-be-in-laws and then told the same stranger, “And here is my whole family.”  Tears of happiness streamed down her face for quite some time after.

Last week during our visit, I took this pic of the lighthouse.

The wedding is happening on the 18th of June.  I am looking very forward to it because my youngest honourary sister is getting married to her best friend.  Jay has agreed to come all the way from Cape Town to partner me for the event.

Ok, all the soppy stuff aside now…

Elizabeth and her other sisters have decided to host two parties for the Bride to Be – a naughty Hen’s night where only the younger generation were welcome and later in the year, a traditional kitchen tea where the older generation will be able to give their old-time-wisdom.

Last night was the Hen’s Night and we are all proud to report that Anita didn’t suspect a thing until she recognized a colleague’s car parked in the neighbouring drive-way.  Mitch dropped her off, waited for us to burst into a resounding “Surprise!” and sped off to spend the evening with his brother watching the Super 14 rugby.

Games were played.  Sex tips were shared. Hysterical laughter filled the air.  Vibrators were discovered.  The Kama Sutra was displayed through a pack of playing cards.  But most importantly, fun was had by all.

Here are some pics…be warned, some of these pics might offend prudish readers 😉

This cake was made by Cousin Lara and Aunty Carol.  It caused must embarrassment because Cousin Lara iced it in her framing shop’s kitchenette.  Her son (7) asked Aunty Carol, “Granny, what kind of funny cake is that?” Not sure what to say she told him it was someone’s nose.

Not only did the attendees enjoy the cake, the ants did too…they tried to carry it away, but fortunately we saw them in time and saved it from their clutches.

Anita Inspecting the Cake with Some Trepidation
Anita's Shot Glass for the Evening
The Veil Anita Wore as Part of her Get-up
Testing her First Vibrator between her Boobs

Right, that’s that – I’m sorry I’ve been a bit quiet, but I started the new job on Monday and while I’m enjoying it, learning all the new systems is taking up a lot of my time, but as soon as the dust has settled, I will be visiting more regularly.

Also, thanks to Rufus from Rufus’ Food and Spirits Guide for nominating me to receive the Versatile Blogger Award.  I will complete the requirements for the award during the coming week.

Hope is all well with those of you out there 🙂

3 thoughts on “From a Romantic Engagement to a Raunchy Hen Night…

  1. Cindy April 18, 2011 / 12:54 pm

    What a hoot 🙂

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