Saturday was Amy's bachelorette party, and it was all the things a bachelorette party should be. It was wild and crazy and fun and outrageous and a completely great way to send Amy off from her life as a single gal. Two particular things of note from the evening: 1, it is extremely unnerving to be out at a bachelorette party with your crazy friends (trust me, we're crazy) and run into your 21 year old little brother at the bar with his friends. It was something I was just not prepared for. I mean, intellectually I know he's 21 but I hadn't seen him at the bar before and especially not some random bar in downtown Lansing that I'd never heard of before. 2, my mom is a trooper. I had asked her a few days before if she minded picking me up at the Lansing mall at 1am after the festivities because that's where the limo was dropping everyone off and I would most definitely not be in any kind of shape to drive. When she got there to pick me and the bachelorette up (Amy was staying with us) she even went so far as to take us through the drive through at Taco Bell at 1 in the morning. I don't know anyone else's mom who would pick up their intoxicated daughter and her intoxicated friend and take them to the drive through after the bar. Thanks, Mom, you're the best!
Much of the rest of my week was spent driving all over the state to see everyone I haven't seen in the last year...dinner with Lauren and her family, a meeting with the knitters, some quality time with Grace, a visit with Andrea and Tom, a mini reunion with my college roommates in Saginaw, Thanksgiving with the fam, lunch with Corene and Dan, lunch with Matt, some quality bar time with Cessa and some other cats from high school, the list keeps going. As I said, it was a busy week.
I flew back to the East Coast on Saturday, which was nice because it gave me all of Sunday to rest up and get ready to hit the grind first thing Monday morning. I was sitting in Metro airport (it seems like I spend a lot of time there these days...) and they announced that my flight had been oversold and they were looking for 8 volunteers to give up their tickets and take a flight the next morning, and that the airline would pay for overnight accomodations, food and give a free domestic roundtrip ticket. I thought that sounded like a pretty good deal and there was no pressing reason for me to come back Saturday as opposed to Sunday and I could always use a free ticket, so I volunteered. They told me to stand by and they'd let me know if they had to use all the tickets that were given up. In the end I did get on my original flight because they didn't need my ticket, but (I suspect) because I was the first person to volunteer they did upgrade me to first class. I rode first class once before and after that experience I said that coach is for suckers if you have the money, but let me tell you how much nicer it is to sit in first class when it's free. It was a good flight, I had a nice cab driver who didn't give me any attitude about having to drive to Winthrop (they hate it, because it's only like a $20 fare with tip as opposed to like $30 or $40 if they're going into the city...it drives me crazy when they complain about it) and I slept like a rock when I got home. There's something so comforting about being in your own bed after a long time away.
And now a little week in review picture show:
It's sort of hard to tell, but this is actually a picture of me and Amy, it's toward the end of the evening and I'm pretty sure she was trying to smother me. :) You can only see my arm in the picture, but this should give you a pretty good idea of the tone of the evening.
Next up is the sock that I'm making for Andrea (well, the first of two, considering that Andrea does have two feet and would probably like a matching set as opposed to the bold fashion statement of one socked foot and one bare foot. I asked her to try it on just to make sure it fit and she said, "oh it's perfect! It's almost like you knew the exact dimensions of my foot!" I let her know that it turns out I do have the exact measurements of her foot, taken at some point a few years ago that neither of us remembers. Needless to say, she's pretty excited to get custom made socks. But then, who wouldn't be? Another note from my visit with Andrea and Tom. We went for dinner at the Outback and I was wearing these super cute shoes that my mom ended up giving me which I do not believe are excessively slippery but they keep the floors so shiny and slick in there that I definitely bit it walking to the table. No one from the resaurant saw it and I didn't exactly want to call attention to the fact that I appear to need walking lessons so I just got back up and tried to play it off. I think that bodes well for next month when I'll spend a day wearing a floor length bridesmaid dress with a train, don't you?
Next up is Grace, who decided that she wanted to make herself a new hat while back in Michigan for the weekend (she made one a couple of years ago when we were roommates) but she's a little gunshy about starting and ending it so I gave a little assistance in that department. The middle, however, is all her. Pretty nice, eh?
Next up is my roommate reunion in Saginaw, this is 4 out of the 6 of us who lived together. We're pretty cute. :)
I think that's about it as far as pictures go and I know there are about a million more stories I could tell but let's be honest, this is pretty long already. I'll leave you with some very good advice that came in my fortune cookie this evening:
"Clear your mental, emotional and psychic space and you'll see."
It's a little unclear as to what, exactly, you'll see, but since it comes in a fortune cookie I imagine it's pretty great. Thanks for a great trip, mitten state!!
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