I have been preparing for my brother’s wedding which is coming up in a very short week and a half.
I am nervous to be singing in the wedding.
I am concerned about freezing to death in a strapless dress and sandals.
But most of all? I am nostalgic.
I just went to my future sister-in-law’s bachelorette party (and I might still be recovering from it). We drove around town in this:
|Yes. Those are stripper poles.|
While I didn’t have a bus with stripper poles (I’ll leave the blow up doll that looked strangely like my husband out of this…), I did have an awesome time at my own bachelorette party:
|Got to meet Brian Setzer at Nye’s|
I treasure my memories!