sex & the city

i'm going to see Sex & the City 2 tonight! whoo-hoo! i can't wait! i even watched the 1st s&tc movie last night to get ready for it. i forgot how much i loved it and how much i missed it.

what surprsied me even more was how it made me miss my girl friends.... and vacations.... and shopping... and having my hair done. i'm feeling a girls' weekend coming on!

bachelorette weekend

congratulations to my friends A & B on their upcoming wedding in 2 weeks!!

last weekend was the bachelorette party at the beach. it was the first time this year i actually got to lay out on the beach and the weather was fabulous. friday night was full of the annual bachelorette party gear and parties. i spent way more money than i intended but don't think i have laughed that hard in a LONG time.

official bachelorette party gear...

 

I mean, what kind of party is it without the flashing lights, crowns & buttons? Thankfully, despite the bachelorette status there was no... um... adult-themed paraphernalia.

There was a little drama concerning an issue with a guy trying to steal the sacred bachelorette crown, but I think 5 crazy girls yelling in his face made him give up the fight. haha.

Five crazy girls as mentioned above:

dear donora...

I figured since it's been a good two months since I've written a letter to you, so I guess it's time I update you on the happenings here in peanut land.

It's been a stressful day, but slowly improving.

The BF wrecked his truck this morning. Or rather, someone wrecked it for him. Here's how my conversation went at 5:00 a.m. today.

BF: I need you to come get me. I've been in a wreck.
ME: Ok, you're on your way over? I'll see you in a minute.
BF: No, I need you to pick me up. I've been in a wreck.
ME: You saw a wreck? Oh no, was anyone hurt? Are you in front of my house?
BF: NO!!!! Get out of bed and come get me. I, ME, MYSELF, have been in a wreck!

...and so the panic attack ensues. The other guy ran a red light and t-boned his new-but-slightly-used truck that he's had for a grand total of 2 weeks. He was fine, but a little shaken. More mad than anything else. But can you guess what his biggest concern was for the day???

"How am i going to haul the boat to the beach today?"

Not, thank goodness I'm alive. Not, oh no what am I going to do without a truck for a while. But how am I going to take the boat to the beach to fish. Such a boy!

So, I've been up and going since 5:00 a.m. (which I know for a lot of people is normal), but now I'm feeling a little loopy. I've had the swagger wagon song stuck in my head all day. Really. I can't stop singing it.