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.

Embarrassing Baby Huey one outing at a time...

S and I had a movie date with her fellow unemployed friend (to be referred to as B. for the remainder of our blog postsJ) Friday night.  We went to see This Means War.  Such a great movie! 

We invited Mama C. and Baby Huey along since Papa C is working out of town this week, meaning Mama C can be coerced off the Plantation for a few hours each day.  

The movie started at 9:40pm and obviously, we were late.  Anyone who knows our family knows that S is ALWAYS at least 15 minutes early everywhere we go and Mama C is always 2 days late.  Baby Huey and I usually arrive right on time as to not go out of our way to show any type of effort what-so-ever.  The theater we visit often is in a small town and there is hardly ever a line BUT the employees are so slow!  Once Mama C and I purchased our tickets, Baby Huey stepped up to buy his from the homely little ticket worker.  We assumed he was right behind us but I kid you not, Mama C had to go locate him and where might he be?  Chatting up the ticket girl! 

10 minutes late and he has no urgency to him at all! Big freakin’ surprise, naturally I’m cursing at him and dodging swats from Mama C all the way to our seats.

B mentioned she would bring beverages so again, NATURALLY, she pulls her opened bottle of wine and two cups out of her handbag and passes it my way. 

Mama C couldn’t decide if she was appalled or amused that we were NOT. AT. ALL. Concealing the fact that we were not about to watch this movie without some wine. This told me she did not want to partake so I decided handing her a cup wasn’t the best idea. Baby Huey isn’t so quick to catch on, 20 minutes later he “whispers” (B.H. and S. DO NOT KNOW HOW TO WHISPER!), “Mama C., do you smell alcohol?”  Mama C. replied, “it’s your sisters!!”  B.H. looked at us with disgust, per usual, and remained embarrassed for the remainder of the movie. Clearly, you’ve discovered by now that this was not a movie review, but, in case you were wondering, This Means War was wonderful and (DUH!) she picks Chris Pine, as if it were ever a competition.

-G