The Surprise Bridal Shower

On the fourth day of the week, t-shirt town has calmed down ever so slightly. At least I can see my living room floor now.

I am exhausted. Grateful for business, but exhausted. For the past three days I’ve been packing shirts from literally 7 a.m.- 10 p.m. non-stop. On Monday I was up past 2:00 a.m.

Skipping town for a few days just ins’t nearly as fun as it used to be. It’s really hard for me not stress out when I see orders coming in and know it’s going to take me a few days to fill them. So being away from my business last week while I was doing wedding stuff kind of killed me. It also set me behind quite a bit. Thank God for my friend Audrey who came over and packed with me for four solid hours on Tuesday. Having just one extra person helps so much.

The funny thing is that the moment I’m caught up I’m already plotting my next big move to get over loaded again. Because I am CRAZY.

But anyway, I’ll spare you the glamorous details of T-Shirt life today.

Let’s talk about that time my friend Tyeler and my sister threw me a “surprise bridal shower.” It was a surprise right up until about an hour before. And as we drove up to the restaurant where it was taking place and I knew what was about to happen, I realized the only thing more awkward than walking into a surprise party, is knowing you’re walking into a surprise party.

My Nebraska friends are super busy being moms and stuff so I kept asking my sister, “are you sure people are coming? Like for sure?” I just had this terrible feeling I was going to walk into a surprise party and the surprise would be no one showed up… How sad would that be?

But luckily they all came! I couldn’t believe it!

And much to my delight, they talked about birthing children the entire night… Jk. The birth stories only came out after a few bottles of wine had been shared. Then I politely asked them if they could stop with the messy details as I was hoping to eat dinner later.

And here I am opening my sixth pineapple rug gift for the night. You can never have too many! My face tells me I’m in the middle of explaining why pineapples are so hot right now. And Brittany’s face clearly tells me she thinks I’m crazy.

You can find the rug here, but there’s only two left because I bought all the others.

We laughed, we drank, we ate, it was just a really good night. I wished it could have gone on forever, but my friends had to get home to pump, or dump, or whatever it is they do when their boobs start to hurt.

And as I’ve said 100 times already, I’ve become obsessed with finding white dresses because I’m just a cliche like that. I found the one I’m wearing here, and it’s my absolute favorite so far.

If I were going for more of a casual wedding, I would wear it as my wedding dress. It’s flowy and light and makes me feel oh so girly, like I’m a sweet little Southern princess, rather than a gross cheese curd eating, beer drinking, Chicagoan.

It also comes in coral, FYI!

Life is back to normal today and it feels good. But in only three weeks it’s bachelorette time. Details to come on that tomorrow…