My cousin is getting married.
I could not be happier. They’ve been together over 10 years and I think he finally had enough of the ‘what are you waiting for’ jokes.
What I am not looking forward to however, is the lead up. The hens day to be specific.
Did I miss the memo that said you need a second mortgage in order to celebrate the ‘last days of freedom’? Am I the only one who is shocked at the amount that guests have to pay in order to be involved?
Here’s the backstory.
Her sister (my other cousin) is arranging the hens day. She sent around a save the date and confirmed numbers some time ago. Being close to the bride to be, I was one of the first to confirm that I would be there.
This week we received an email with a run through of the plans. Firstly, it’s not a hens night, it’s a hens weekend. For me, that means arranging babysitting and expressing an awful lot of boob milk.
But I can cope with that.
We will be staying in a hotel. Not an affordable one, an expensive, fancy one down on the waterfront. A quick check of the website indicates that you’re not getting a night there with change from $400 (and that’s the cheap room). I’m sure the stripper who has been booked (at a combined expense) will thoroughly enjoy his surroundings.