It's not everyday that Jamie gets married so we decided to go all out and spend the week in Europe. Shopping in cutesy boutiques, eating in gorgeous restaurants and staying in the finest of hotels. It was a fabulous time. But when I say boutique, I really mean Ross and the food was orgasmic nachos from Rubios and we were in Oro Valley. But we did have a really fabulous time. It was like a 48 hour junior high slumber party with prank calls and truth or dare included (which is way more interesting now that we're all, um, not 7th graders). I guess it is true. It really doesn't matter where you are but who you're with.
Here Jamie is opening her 4 stages of sex gifts
I was slightly relaxed here. This is where Kat was getting one blue foot and one black foot from the 100 year old professional.
Oh Jenna. If only I could wake up to you every morning.
Nee, nee, nee, neee, nee, nee,nee
Preparing for our Yoko and John photo shoot
4 comments:
7th grade slumber parties WERE the best! If only we could live closer to go down memory lane together. That could be fun!
Oh. My. Goodness. I can't stop laughing. Holler!
I think I have Leprosy(sp?) on my burned, white legs from lack of sunblock. Oops!
I think I have Leprosy(sp?) on my burned, white legs from lack of sunblock. Oops!
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