My best friend is getting married tomorrow. I’m so excited. It’s a fairy tale really. She met her fiance at our wedding. She was my bridesmaid and he was Kev’s groomsman. It was so romantic. I must say it is awfully nice when best friends fall in love. They are ablsolutely perfect for eachother. Last night was the bachelor/bachelorette party. My poor little house was packed to the brim with laughing women. Kat’s family is an absolute blast. I was surprised the neightbors didn’t call the cops we were so loud. Don’t know exactly what the men did except Kevin staggered home around 1:30am bleary eyed, smelling of smoke, with a ton of chinese food. He muttered “don’t touch me, I’m disgusting” and trotted off to take a shower. I’m thinking they were up to no good. That’s ok ’cause us girls had a blast. Can’t wait for the wedding itself. The DJ comes with a bubble machine. Ohhhhh, ahhhh oooooooh.

Wow, my first wedding where I can’t try and catch the bouquet. Doesn’t that mean I get 2 pieces of cake to make up for that? Yep, I think that’s definately the rule.