I’m back from a ridiculously fun weekend with my girls celebrating my bachelorette. Seriously, I can’t remember the last time I laughed as hard as I did for four days straight. It was non-stop silliness which was exactly what I wanted. I also wanted sun but sadly we only got a few hours and the rest of the time it rained. We made those few hours count though by running straight outside in our bikinis with wine in hand. Our other activities included a reading with a psychic named Mary Morningstar, yoga with a hippy, drinking wine, watching movies, causing havoc in a Safeway market, playing in the jacuzzi, dancing, eating (sooooo much eating), cooking and laughing.
The psychic reading was our first activity of the weekend and it was the perfect way to kick it off. She told me that Brian and I are soul mates, our marriage will be a solid one (phew) and that this is our third life together- the first one he was my knight in shining armor (totally believable) and the second I was his mother (HA). Not sure I believe the whole mother one. I mean, can you picture it? I’d believe if she said he was my mother more.
When I walked through the door Monday night after an exhausting journey back I was greeted by an insane amount of kisses from both Frank and Bri. I didn’t realize how much I had missed them both. Brian said I looked well rested which I found hard to believe but the more I think about it I am reinvigorated from those four days. I didn’t have a care in the world and it was exactly what I needed.
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