This was quite the weekend! For months, I've been helping to plan Shelby's surprise bridal shower, and it's been hard not to spill anything, because I text her about as often as a middle-schooler, and she's probably the first person who hears about anything I'm planning. So, this weekend coming as a real surprise to her was a pretty big accomplishment. It was also filled with seeing people I don't usually see, so that was lovely as well.
On Friday, I dragged all of Shelby's gifts from my house to my office, and then up to Sarah's neck of the woods to meet her for lunch. It was the first time I've seen her since she moved back to New York, which was wonderful, and hopefully we'll be able to do it again soon. I took a lovely train ride back up home, and then ran some last minute errands with J.J. before getting dinner at Ramiro's with my parents and Liz. I spent the rest of the evening admiring my parents' new (and unfinished) bathroom, printing out pictures for the shower, and relaxing.
The next morning, I woke up early, applied some make-up, went to the bank (I'd forgotten to bring my checkbook upstate for the weekend - of course), and had my hair cut before heading over to the Cove for Shelby's shower. We had a little champagne brunch for her, and the restaurant set things up in a really beautiful way - the only decorating we really did was putting a favor in each cup and setting balloons on each table and photos around the cake. I think Shelby was really surprised when she walked in (she seemed surprised, anyway!), and I know I had a great time seeing her, everyone in the bridal party, and one of my very oldest friends, Lauren (who took all the pictures you see here).
That evening, Roger and I went over to Alisha's parents' house. They are one of the sweetest couples on earth, and happened to be celebrating the 30th anniversary of their meeting that evening. Since we were in town, we came by and spent a wonderful night eating delicious food, dancing, and catching up with Alisha, Kevin, and Shumon. Lovely.
Alas, there was no more funny business on Sunday. I helped my parents buff some of the tile for the bathroom before Roger's father drove us (and Roger's bicycle, and an antique chair) back into the city. We tried to do laundry, but the laundromat was closed, so we ordered our first-ever wash-and-fold. I picked the clothes up today and they're just perfect, but at $60, the price was just too much to justify ever doing again. We spent the rest of the day cleaning and getting things back in order for the week ahead, and then we ended the weekend with an amazing white pizza with mushrooms and carmelized onions.
It was one of the happiest weekends in recent memory.