(Last post about it, I swear.)
For Friday and Saturday night we rented a house in West Lake complete with a pool, free muffins, and even better (as we'd learn around 2 a.m. Saturday morning) a karaoke machine. Also, I just decided I'm going to write in bullet points today because I'm tired.
*Friday we floated and had pool beers.
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swan raft is actually pretty fun. Same with the pizza raft.
*Also here's the other swan photo you never see on Instagram. I hope you like it.
*High waisted swimsuit (that actually covers your butt!) is found here.
*In true bride-to-be fashion, I was very excited to wear this outfit Friday night. I won't deny it.
*I was feeling pretty sassy in my shoes, the dress, and of course the fun little purse.
*Look below my right knee, I have a bone spur the size of a marble from an old basketball injury.
*It flares up when it's about to rain, about to snow, or when I'm about to drink too much.
*Just casually laughing while I make my mom take blog pics... Lols.
*Having all the fun.
*And the sorority pic...
*Clearly loving it.
*Having a better attitude.
*Saying yes and. (Improv joke.)
*From left to right: Texas, Ohio, Nebraska, California, ME, Louisiana, Nebraska, and Texas.
*I met every one of these girls in college, in Theta, our sorority.
*The joke is when you're in a sorority you buy your friends. And for me that is absolutely true. How in the hell else would I have met people? It took me five years to get friends in Chicago. And I "bought" those friends from Second City. No shame. Meeting/talking to new people isn't my strong suit. I have to do it some way.
*Seconds after the photo shoot a monsoon ran through Austin and it down poured for hours.
*Somewhere in between calling cabs and going to dinner I dropped my wallet outside and found myself without an ID. Enter the part in the weekend where I sulk for three hours because I realize I won't get let into any bar.
*Also my hair is ruined. I was equally upset over both.
*Dinner ^^ and I'm in full on sulk mode. I was being very dramatic in my head thinking, "why oh why did I have to lose my ID On the one night all of my friends have gotten together? My life is so hard! Boo!"
*Long story short, the ID wasn't found Friday night (it was found Saturday morning on the side of the road soaking wet) but I was still able to go to bars and dance in the rain with everyone else and have a really great night.
*We'll end with a few more pics and then wrap this up because blogger.com isn't allowing me to space things correctly today and I'm starting to pull my hair out.
*Saturday was spent on Lake Travis with about 100 other bachelor/bachelorette parties and it was a blast.
*Saturday night no photos will be shown because we'd been drinking all day and another rain storm ran through and every photo I've seen I look like a hot wet mess.
*We ended the night at an outdoor rave complete with a DJ spraying champagne everywhere and food trucks right next door. It was amazing.
My sister/MOH went all out with matching tank tops, water bottles, koozies, cookies, gift bags full of all the things Pinterest says to do. I don't know what got into her, but she took her Matron of Honor role VERY seriously.
*Terrible pic, but you get the idea.
To conclude, if you want to have the best bachelorette, I suggest going to Austin and I suggest having my sister as your MOH. It was the best weekend ever and it kills me to think one week ago I was on a flight to Austin right now drinking bloodys with Jade and the Sandys.
Trying to live in the present, but it's a little hard today... On another note, we leave for our wedding five weeks from tomorrow. So, there's that.