Baking with the BFFFB

Several months before the wedding I had the oh-so-brilliant idea to make cookies for each place setting at the reception. Lucky for me I had my trusty BFFFB to help me. (BFFFB came from the extra scenes in Bridesmaids: Best Friends Forever From Before...basically we've been friends longer than you have) Needless to say we had some fun while we baked all 192 cookies!







Sprinkled and sparkly!

Bagged and ready to go!

Bachelorette Bash!!

The Bachelorette Party, despite my best efforts, was the one wedding festivity that I had absolutely no part in. Joey and Jilly took over the party and it was AMAZING!!! I had the best time ever!! However, the night did not start out so fabulous. We went to La Brisas in League City and a mosquito plague swarmed our outdoor table. And our waitress was slower than a herd of turtles stampeding through dog doo!




After dinner, we got on the party bus. Let's talk about this party bus. Not only was it a safe method of transportation for all the heavy drinking we intended on doing; it had bright lights and a stripper pole!!

And my Maid of Hodor, Jill, made the cutest gift bags for everyone. Complete with sunglasses, bottles of water, antibacterial hand gel, beads, and feather boas.



As we headed to Howl at the Moon in Houston, we had some champagne and I got my horns ready. I'm pretty sure we are all well aware by now what a nut-case, psycho, bridezilla I am...why not embrace it!


Howl at the Moon must be a popular place for the bachelorettes to go. I was not the lone bride to be. I was in the company of two others. One was supremely wasted. Like showing-off-her-pre-marital-panties-to-the-whole-bar kind of wasted. And the dummy was getting married the next day! Umm I'm sure somebody was looking ROUGH walking down the aisle.

The other B2B was much less exciting. She sat quietly in her faux veil that resembled a dollar store napkin. (Oh yeah, I'm earning my title!) And then there was us....





Oh Oh Oh!! I almost forgot! And the craziest thing happened at the bachelorette party! Well...the craziest and least inappropriate thing happened! We just happened to run into my best friend from True Cross. Not only was it weird to run into the girl I played pound puppies with oh-so-many years ago, but this was Elisa. She was Miss Catholic School Girl. Never did anything wrong, church every Sunday, A Honor Roll Elisa. And now here she was 10 years later at a club in Houston. Crazy.

So after countless drinks, an on stage tambourine dance, and a singing competition we were headed back to the bus.




Then there was the bus ride back...






I the following morning woke up the next morning with bruises from unknown sources, a horrible hangover, and fake eyelashes stuck to my face. All in all: best night ever!

**I determined later the bruises came from the infamous stripper pole on the bus!