Can you hear that whooshing sound??!?! That’s the biggest sigh of relief that I’ve let out in ages.
- Order shower cake CHECK (pickup Saturday morning)
- Find outfit for bachelorette party CHECK
- Find outfit for bridal shower CHECK (see here with navy cardigan and red peep-toe flats)
- Buy gifts for bride/groom mothers CHECK
All of that AND I picked up Kiley’s track spikes and new running shoes to boot! Ok, this wedding thing is feeling a lot more doable.
Brenna is going to poop her pants when she sees the credit card bill.
How are you? How is Steph?
I’ve added your postcard to it’s matching one at work. Melinda has named the middle guy Juan Valdez. The skinny one is Rico and the other is crazy Uncle Marty.
This post is weird and a little disconnected, but I’m leaving it. I’m feeling too good to stress over word flow. Feel free to correct any punctuation issues.
peace, love and boxed wine – fer
jessica
brittymidge
I totally know how you feel. Almost makes you resentful, yes? So when I ask you to score my tables with tea lites and mini peppers you just smile and nod. Right? I’ll buy Brenna’s tie, as long as it’s at Unique on Monday. Dude, I can score her–and Steph–the sharpest Dior, or whatever’s in style now, for like $3! Love your pic. Thanks for starting a tradition.
If I ever get married, I will wear my flannel pj bottoms. A box of wine will be my bouquet. Maybe have a Trapp candle lit….you know, to make it classy.
ps. My daughter just played Pachelbel’s Canon in D on her Casio overtop a techno beat. I should really get it on video for Youtube.