This past weekend was my bachelorette party and I almost couldn't write this post because I had the hardest damn time putting words to it.
On Monday, before the party, I had written an email to the lovely ladies on the invite list telling them how ooey gooey I was already getting inside thinking about how much this weekend meant to me. I have been repeatedly blessed over and over and over again with what can only be described as a bunch of baller ass women. And when I thought about what it would be like when the majority of those baller ass women were all under the same roof for a weekend celebrating the fact that I found the love of my life...whoa, the waterworks were on and there was no sign of them stopping.
Friday I picked up my favorite Texan from the airport and we piled into a car and made the trek north to Door County. The group's timing couldn't have been more perfect as the entire caravan of vehicles all arrived within minutes of each other. A car full of Internet Friends, a car full of Minnesotans pulled in shortly after we did. We stayed in an adorable house with enough space for 14 of us to sprawl and enough counter space for the plethora of booze and snacks that accompany a group of well planned drinkers/eaters.
Amy handed me a "Future Mrs. Clay Matthews" wine glass for drinking. Mel and Rachel handed me a gun holster beer coozy. My MOH Gina was turning our kitchen into a Chipotle so I could recreate one of my favorite meals ever for dinner. (Seriously, right down to the salsa options, she NAILED it.) We cued up the playlist, poured drinks and it was happening... MY Bachelorette party. It started to feel a little surreal. (BUT, I had locked it up and hadn't cried, NOT EVEN ONCE!) Here's where the locking failed and I cried, but only a little! 13 of the coolest people I know, my closest friends all gathered around a table and talked about how they met me, funny stories we had together and how they met/know/got to know Tom.
Now, I know these people pretty well so I had a pretty good idea of how the weekend was going to play out. I know there would be a lot of fun. I was certain there would be music and dancing. I even had a pretty good inkling that there would be delicious food and hella planning that would turn into the most well executed bachelorette party ever. What I could not have possibly imagined or prepared for was the overwhelming feeling of awesome that happened over and over throughout the weekend. I would be going along, talking and hanging out and all of a sudden it would hit me like a ton of bricks. Individually I have known each of them and we have forged a friendship, built memories and connected. But to see those individuals connected was one of the coolest things EVER.
I also could have cried (and did when I got home--you're welcome ladies) over the thought and consideration that went into this weekend. They thought of EVERYTHING. Meals, snacks, drinks, coozies, bride accessories that didn't include penises, EVERYTHING was exactly me. And every time I turned around, someone was doing something thoughtful. I have never felt so spoiled in my entire life.
I am so incredibly lucky to have found my partner for life. I'm even luckier that he's also my best friend. But lucky doesn't do justice to the fact that I was carried by this incredible group of women until I found him. I am so unbelievably thankful for the planning, hard work and thought that went into this weekend. Every single detail was perfect and I'm just so freaking lucky to have you all.