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I have a weekend of fun and debauchery planned. Since I'm going to go back to work, this may be my last party for awhile, so I'm going to enjoy it. The nice thing about being 43? I don't care what anyone thinks.
So I'm having a Passion Party. What's a Passion Party? It's like Tupperware, but with sex toys. No, there will be no demonstrations. Oh, and they sell lubes and lotions too. If you're in the Edmonton area, and you want one of your own, here's where to reach Sherry, the lady who does them: www.ShersPassion.com Why not?
I have invited as many friends as my tiny house will fit, and some of their husbands are going to be there too. Because some asked, and because why not? I get along with my friend's trolls, and would like to see how uncomfortable they get so I can poke fun at them. I know that some of them will NOT be embarrassed, no matter what. (I'm looking at YOU, Brad and Gerry!)
I have some friends from Calgary coming, and Sydney from British Columbia and she arrives tonight. I can't wait! Guess what? I've never met her in person before. My friend Jody introduced us through Facebook.
I'm going to have cake and pizza, and chips with dips. And Monday I will grow up and be as much of an adult as my personality allows. So wish me a Happy Birthday, because there's only one way out of getting older...