Finally! I and Heather's pictures are here. I knew you were waiting for us.
Also I want to apologize to my vast readership for the delay in posting photos from the most recent Mint excursion as well as Great America a few weeks back. Our final houseguest -- my dad -- just left on Sunday and I have begun the great catching-up process. Many photos to be organized this weekend. Plus have I mentioned that I'm planning a wedding? Not to make excuses or anything.
ANYWAY. The words are all jumbled in my head. The reason I'm here is to tell a few tales from the Almighty July 4 Bachelorette Extravaganza, and to point out that
photographic proof of Tom Green's pure hatred for us now exists on Heather's website. To wit, a mini-diary of the events unfolded:
Day 1: Thursday, July 3, 9:30 AM
Heather and Sarah come to pick up me and Jen in the silver Chevy Malibu. Road trip! I pretend to pry the location out of
Jen and
Sarah, but they won't budge. Little does anyone know that the location was inadvertently divulged to me days before. On a side note, Sarah already
looks drunk, though
her crowning glory won't occur for at least another 36 hours.
10:30 AM
We actually really get on the road, since I insist on big breakfast before the *mystery* road trip.
12:30 PM
We take a break from "Who Would You Do?" (e.g., Peter Krause or George Clooney? I know, it's hard!) to stop for the first of many
In-and-Out burgers. Yes, we're hungry already. Honest.
6:00 PM
Sweet Jesus, we arrive in Santa Monica. To our amazing digs at the
Hotel Oceana! We have two mac-daddy suites which both adjoin
and abut. At first there is concern that our rooms don't technically overlook the pool as advertised, but I point out that it may be for the best, especially if any of us plan to
bring college boys home at 2 AM and make out with them.
6:01 PM
I crack open the first beer.
10:15
Stephanie returns with Drake from LAX, and the game-playing fun begins! During said game-play, we are reminded that
Jen is a top-notch charades actor, Drake will not entertain the notion that
Clay Aiken is gay, and
Stephanie believes that R2D2 is an up-and-coming rapper.
Day 2: Friday, July 4, 11:00 AM
We go to the beach.
Venice Beach.
6:00 PM
I am told to be ready at 6:00 PM,
when the evening's festivities are set to begin. My first surprise is
Stephanie's presentation of my beautiful bachelorette veil -- the very same veil I gave to her many years ago, with some red-and-blue stars added for patriotism's sake. People refer to it as my "hat" for the rest of the night (people I don't know, that is) and it quickly becomes my all-time favorite accessory. I'm thinking of using
this as the engagement photo for my hometown paper.
6:05 PM
Since my wonderful friends know me so well, they've decided to incorporate an
Amazing Race theme into the evening by making my bachelorette scavenger hunt full of
Roadblocks and Detours. I squeal with delight as only a thrice-rejected reality TV applicant can, and we're ready to go. Don't we
look pretty?
Whew! That actually took longer than I thought, and I'm not even halfway done. I think I'll post this and continue on later today/this week. Please return for Part 2. The suspense!
