Family is everything. Not much else to say there. It started with a girls trip, my mom and I, headed to Tomah to have a girls night with my mother-in-law. I was met with wine, flowers and cheesecake, my favorite. There might have also been some Old Fashions mixed in and of course a beer with my Father-in-law before he escaped to the basement.
I am so fortunate to have such an amazing and fun family that in the midst of all the chaos they will still load up a laundry basket of necessities (because apparently that’s easier than bags) and drive an hour for a sleepover. It’s not all about my boobs though, although they were the hit of the party.
Growing up I had only one girl cousin, Kristin. We grew up 2,000 miles away, me in California and her in Illinois. She is and will always be my ‘soul sister’. Her husband and my husband have an amazing bromance and our kids can’t seem to get enough of each other. We also have an honorary sister, Becky. Not blood related, but I’m sure at some point we all became blood sisters. I think we’ve all taken each other contacts out at some point, so close enough.
The GoodBye Boobie party was just what Brian and I needed. A distraction from reality and family that would also keep everything light hearted. We cheered my boobs with Fireball, it’s all we had on hand. Proper send off.