My sister is getting married in August to the boy next door (literally). The engaged couple has been together forever and I am so happy that they are finally able to be living in the same city and planning out a future together.
Being the Maid of Honor, I hate the word Matron, I get to plan the bridal shower. Planning is usually my forte – see blog name, but planning from 12 hours away and only arriving a day in advance isn’t easy.
This was the first whirlwind Wisconsin trip of the summer and it was certainly worth the drive.
We started the weekend by grilling out with my Dad and some of his friends before meeting up with some of the Pewaukee gang. I am so happy I got to see my Grandpa whose 90th birthday I will unfortunately be missing later this summer. We also got to catch up with close friends who won’t be back in the country for awhile as they travel to Africa and South America.