Happily Ever After

I was invited to a Divorce Party. I didn't know what to expect or bring (is there a registry for such an occasion?). What would I wear? Was it formal? Which side should I take? He was still living in the basement. I half expected a pity party. Au contraire! There were no tears, no regrets, no name calling, no male bashing. There was, however, lots of wine, chocolate and spirits I couldn't pronounce. The room was full of girl power, the kind of energy charge you need in times like these. Their kids were there too. It was clear they didn't like daddy's new girlfriend.

Wow! I was having fun. I almost forgot the reason for the party.

Oh, yeah. They broke their vows, they didn't last till death and when it all fell apart, it's clear this ending couldn't be happier.

Cheers!

P.S. She didn't wear a tiara, but she had a cake.