This past weekend I headed down to Galveston, well the Bolivar Peninsula actually, to celebrate a sorority sister’s upcoming divorce from singlehood, aka marriage. It was a rainy weekend but we made the best of it. The house we stayed in was right on the shore and had some of the most beautiful views of the ocean. I volunteered to stay in the kids room: hello bunkbeds!
It was great to be able to stay up late, talk about everything, get a little drunk, play games, and watch movies. It was like a grown up sleepover. Oh who am I kidding, it was a majorly girly sleepover and it was awesome! Cards Against Humanity and Naughty Charades were at the top of the game pile. I learned a lot of new words this weekend, many of which I had to Urban Dictionary the meanings. Yall, I’m either old or naive. Perhaps both.
On our short walk on the beach between rain storms we found people fishing, frolicking, crabbing, and then there was a dead jellyfish that I apparently had to poke.
We ended the night with a fantastic fresh seafood dinner at basically the only restaurant on the peninsula. Drinks happened obviously. The bride to be got some advice from two ladies at the bar, I think one piece of advice was about making your husband believe everything is his idea, and the other was to sweat everyday (workout or other umm activities). I also definitely took the opportunity to let me hair go au-natural: read beachy waves and then a quick bun when my hair starts to grow exponentially like those math problems I couldn’t do in college.
The weekend was great and really cemented the friendships I’ve had since college and saw the beginning of new ones that I hope to help grow further.
PS if you’d like a non-inappropriate laugh we watched this short video approximately 73 times and laughed while drunk, tipsy, and sober.
I actually just watched it again. And laughed. Ha, so good! YASS!