Done with men. Done. I refuse to think about my ex who I caught boning my assistant. No, next weekend is my best-friend Becca's wedding and this weekend I'm in charge of her bachelorette party and it's going to be F.U.N. no matter how upset I am...but here's the kicker, maybe I'm not as upset as I *should* be. I mean, sure no one likes to walk in on THAT, but really, a part of me feels relieved, because that guy, definitely wasn't the RIGHT guy. But who is? Hmmm...could it be that sexy Aussie who is one of the groomsmen? I mean that accent...so maybe he isn't my Mr. Forever but my Mr. Right Now? I can be spontaneous and flirty and fun no matter what my ex used to say about me being a rule-following stick-in-the-mud. No this weekend I'm going to break all the rules and have fun!
