This last weekend I finally got to experience what all little girls dream of as they plan their weddings: the glory of their own bachelorette party. I was so excited in the days leading up to it that I could barely sleep. I started packing two weeks before. Essentially, I had zero chill.

While I love Vegas as much as the next girl, I always had a very different vision for my eventual bachelorette party. I was a girl with a dream. A dream of a land where Bud Light Lime (I know it's disgusting, deal with it) flows like water, where donuts are plentiful, where all my ladies were under one roof, and where I could get a goddamn tan. Forever competitive, I wanted to play lawn games, board games, and drinking games like there was no tomorrow. 

I am the kind of person who would gladly plan their own bachelorette, but my sweet gal pals quickly took over planning and were eerily secretive. I fucking hate surprises. Do I like planning them? Yes. Do I like being surprised? No. I like being in charge. Did I have many a freak-out about not knowing the plan for the weekend? Umm, maybe. Whenever any of my friends was a few glasses of wine deep I would interrogate them like there was no tomorrow. I'm forever impressed by the strength of their secret keeping, even if it was infuriating. But it was worth it.

The weekend was sweet, sweet perfection. I learned many things this weekend, including but not limited to the following:

  • SUP Yoga is fucking hard. Particularly after a morning full of mimosas. If you aren't familiar with SUP Yoga, it's yoga a stand up paddle-board and requires maximum ab strength and attention- two things that I didn't have after a morning full of boozy beverages. While my abs may never stop being sore, I wish that I could go out on the water every morning and flow. Big thanks to Glow Yoga Chelan for hosing us and dealing with our shenanigans. If you find yourself on the east side, book a SUP session with Kelly. She is a patient and beautiful yoga goddess.
  • There truly is never enough beer. While my beautiful ladies brought enough beer to sufficiently fuel a small fraternity, we still managed to run out.  
  • You are never too old for a fun pool float. I don't think this one needs much explaining.
  • Girlfriends make the world go round. Every time that I go on a girls weekend I wonder- why don't I do this more often? Spending a weekend surrounded by a handful of my nearest + dearest was an excellent reminder of how many wonderful friendships I have in my life and how wildly important it is to take time to spend with the people you love.

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