Bachelor/Bachelorette Parties

The Friday before we got married we held our bachelor and bachelorette parties. Thanks to a WONDERFUL lady I work w/ (she gave us a whole bunch of gift cards to a fun Atlanta restaurant). We all got together for some drinks and yummy food then went our separate ways. Us girls went to an improve theater for a show. It was soo much fun and hysterical. That was it...nothing too crazy, just some good laughs and drinks. Here are some photos:

Now...the boys...thats a different story. You will see no photos of that night...im sure there are none. Here is the story and yes it will slightly resemble the movie The Hangover...

After dinner the boys went to a local bar to see a band and drink. Nothing crazy...(I am very comfortable w. us and wouldnt of cared if they went to a strip club - but they didnt). After lots of beers and shots the guys headed home around 3 am (I was staying at a local hotel and thankfully missed this)...after pulling over on the side of the highway to let a groomsmen puke...they make it to the same hotel I was staying to drop off a groomsmen. This is when groomsmen D decided he wanted to make a run for it...reasons still unknown. He was completely blastered. The bestman had to tackle him in the parking lot and force him into the car. When they all got back to our house groomsmen D decided to make a break for it...again! This time he tried to get into his car to drive home. Best man slams him against the car to stop him and groomsmen D decides to throw his keys into a neighbors yard...After chasing him around outside they finally get him into the house. Everyone goes to find a spot to change and pass out they realize groomsmen D is gone again. So out they go to try and track him down. Michael and his best man are sober so all is good there. They drive around the area w/ no luck of finding him so they go back to the house. About an hour later they hear a car alarm going off. Groomsmen D tried to sleep under one of the cars at the house and set off the alarm and took off again. He reappears around 6 am at our back porch scaring the crap out of my sister-in-law who was sleeping in the living room. He ended up getting poison ivy on his face (which appeared the day after the wedding thank god) and loosing his phone. Not to mention a HORRIBLE hang over that the best mans one-year-old daughter made worse by playing w/ loud toys first thing in the morning.

I didnt even believe this when I woke up and heard the stories. It is funny to laugh at now, but boy Michael was not laughing that night.

Boys.....