Sister Sister

I have been so out of touch with the blog world lately and have so much reading to catch up on and probably some posting if I want to keep any readers around.  

(G visiting me back in the day at college to make sure I was doing things the right way, her way)

I was thinking since my sister is getting married this weekend and she is kinda a big part of my life I could do a post or two revolving around her.  I did kick her off my blog months ago for not pulling her weight.  

G has always been one of my bests of course she has been that bestie that at times you don't know why you like them but you have invested too much time you can't just abandon ship.

G is 3 years older so she has always been there for me to guide me in the right direction, her direction that is.  You know for the typical things...someone to play with, help do chores, tell you what you like and don't like.  Typical sister things.

G helped me make decisions in life.  Like when it came to movies when we were little she declared The Little Mermaid her movie and mine could be Beauty and the Beast.  

When it came to boy bands she informed me that N*Sync was her thing and Backstreet Boys could be mine.  

What a sweet heart, I know.

I could always count on her to fight my battles for me, like in Kindergarden when this playground troll said she could see my panties because I was wearing a dress that day and it was windy.  I marched straight to the 3rd graders playground and told G what was up and there she was next to me below that troll on the monkey bars, demanding she know and understand that I looked adorable in that dress and she better never mention being able to see my underwear again.

So see sisters are good for something kids.  G I do appreciate you guiding me through life and it's big decisions.

Bachelorette Party Shenanigans.

This weekend we had my sister G's bachelorette party.

We kinda threw it together at the last minute.  As of Wednesday I still wasn't 100% sure what we would be doing Saturday but it all ended up coming together just fine and we had a great time.

We ended up going to the lake we have spent many summers at and knew it would be a good time.

What's better than good friends, drinks and a house on the lake?

Saturday morning came and I had no idea what I would be wearing for the party so G and I went to the mall and found her dress, my dress and my bestie Lu's dress, party games/favors and had my eye brows done all in about an hour and a half.  I believe that was a personal record right there and every store we went into people kept thinking we were in high school shopping for our prom. 

Once we got to the lake house G opened some gifts, had some wine and cake balls, played games and started getting ready for dinner.  

We kept things small and there were just 5 of us for the night.  Somehow we all managed to forget our hair straighteners assuming the other would have theirs.  Thank goodness Lu brought he curling wand or we would have been SOL in the hair dept.

Picture overload ahead.

I took way too many pictures.

Everyone kept thinking Joel was the groom.

This coming weekend is the wedding and you know there will be plenty more pictures to come.

What's that?  This isn't Instagram?

Sorry I'm not sorry.

I'm a Jerk.

It's true. I'm a jerk.  

I missed my own Blogiversary.

(G and I  waaayyyy back in the day.)

Back in the day (one year ago), which happened to be a Wednesday, March 21st my sister G and I started occupying this space on the interwebz, just writing about random things in life.  This was when G actually carried her weight and I didn't have to kick her off my blog to start her own.  

What do you know a year later I am still here.  Who says I can't commit to anything?

A year ago I had zero followers, I didn't know anyone with a blog or even really how it worked, my mom wasn't even following me. 

I hate to be that person that says "people told me to start a blog so I did"  because then you are thinking "oh girl shut up no one said for you to start a blog", but a few did so I thought about it for a long time and when I graduated college, had no life and didn't have shat else to do it happened and I am so glad I did. 

I love this little blog and have met so many great people through blogging.  I have learned so much over the past year, yet I still feel like a new blogger most of the time.  

I guess I can now consider myself a blogger. Right?  Should I have like business cards or something made? Quit my job to blog?

After all I do have a fancy camera.  (So what if I have never used it to take pictures for the blog.)

I own several bauble necklaces and a chevron dress.

I love Target. (I still have never one a giftcard through a giveaway though.)

I finally bought a MacBook.

Don't all those things make me an official blogger now?

Except for one little thing....the Mormon's still haven't contacted me about being inducted into the secret blogging circle.  I'm sure they just got my URL wrong or my email wasn't linked correctly.

Most of all though Thank You to all my readers without you I would just be talking to myself all the time.  Maybe that is still kinda true, but never mind.   

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