I wasn't a big drinker, but by the end of the night, I was drunk off of my ass and stumbling around in my high heels. It took a while for me to get used to the fact that I was the bride that would be getting so much attention. I had been to a few bachelorette parties over the years, but I always stayed in the background of them. So when everyone said something about the bride, I tended to forget that it was me, at first.
But the more the night went on, the more I got used to it. By the end of the night, the younger girls and I were all dancing with each other, drunk off of our asses. When we finally left and headed home, Nonna had us stop at the diner for food. She got ahold of her manager and her cook and had them stay open later for us. The guys paid them both really well to stay open
