Upon revealing the impending nuptuals to my darling cousin, without hesitation, she informed me that she's throwing the bachelorette party (god love 'er). Which is really more of a Maid of Honor thing... but my Maid of Honor is in school full time and has a three year old, so it's just as well my cousin took the reigns.
After a delightful dinner, she presented me with a couple of options. This place will accomodate us with the VIP table, in which I'll have "The Hot Seat." Heh-heh. Just so long as none of them pull a "Gonzo," I'll be alright.
I'm also trying to convince my honey to have his party in the city that night as well. Is that too much? ...I figured since a few of my West Coast male friends will be in town. And we can all meet up at an after-hours, or for breakfast then catch the first train back to Jersey.