This past weekend was my sister’s bridal shower and bachelorette party. This week isn’t going to allow me the time to gush properly, so I’ll just say that I caught myself tearing up on Sunday night when I stopped to think about the fact that my little sister is going to be someone’s wife in just over a month. And now on to the highlights…
We horrified my mother and forced my sister to talk with her mouth full.
We took pictures of daughters and sisters:
We were awed by the best use of the bride’s last name as a bachelorette gift (sorry, that’s all you’re going to see here):
We painted the town red:
We listened to country music (and I begrudgingly admitted that Jennifer Nettles is pretty adorable):
And we’ll have to find another occasion to have someone wear this shirt, as it turned up exactly one day too late to be of any use. (Surprise, Liz!)