I love bachelorette parties. You get to take ridiculous pictures of your girlfriends doing stupid things. Not only are they fun, but by the end of the night I usually come to realize how truly innocent I am. Ya know, I didn't think I was that innocent, but not kidding, I was quite happy with myself about how clueless I was the entire time. Maybe that's not something to be proud of, but you know what, I don't care. I am pure as the fresh fallen snow! TAKE THAT WORLD.
I look forward to future bachelorette parties. I will probably still be clueless, and as such, still be happy with myself. Just smile and nod. Story of my life.
Anywhoo... the party this time was for my old friend Mandi. We were the bosomest of buddies back in the days of braces and dirty hair. We met in about 8th grade, and were tight up until mid high school, before choir groups consumed my social life. After graduation, some communication faltered, but we still kept up with each other as much as we could. And this, my friends, was the celebration of her wedding-ish-type-stuff.
It was a grand ol' time. Congrats to her and her boy Micah; for they are getting married this Friday.
More weddings to come! Because I'm 20 and I live in Utah! Whee!
This post is short, because it is finals week. I am thusfar surviving, other than the desperate want for something fruity. Fruity as in flavor-taste, not man-style.
Adios mi amigos!
(You guys, I just realized I'm so good at Spanish just now!)
3 comments:
i asked krista if she needed to "know" anything before getting married and she replied, that she'd been through beauty school and had more than her fill of knowledge....stay away from beauty school if you like surprises. :)
Utah = where "bachelorette" parties happen. (Notice the quotes. BTW, most of the Utah bachelor parties I went to were at Chuck-A-Rama. No innocence lost there.)
:) So much to look forward too! You look like you had a fabulous time!
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