Cheers to the new Mrs. Cross!

I think it's appropriate to start this post by saying that being married is great! I have to give mad props to my hubby for working like a crazy man all weekend to prepare for my mother's visit, while I visited with the girls and drank too many martinis in C-town. Seriously. The man scraped and repainted the bookshelves, primed and painted the entryway, cleared debris from the yard, did laundry, and entertained Olive. And he didn't yell at me when I told him I got a speeding ticket on the drive home. Actually, he laughed and called the biggest mouth in the family to spread the word. Obviously, he's a keeper.

That said, bachelorette parties are awesome.

The likelihood of attending many more is getting slimmer--single girls are becoming scarce--so enjoying them to the fullest seems downright necessary. We have to wonder, how many more nights like this are we going to get? Not enough, I say. So, here's to the soon-to-be new Mrs. Cross! Thanks for the great weekend and for kicking booty at the scavenger hunt. I can't believe you even tracked down a man with a mullet.