I was laying in bed last night, staring at the wall. Our new room is surprisingly dark; the soft whir of the fan and Michael's heavy breathing are often the only sounds accompanying that darkness. A blue light from my cell phone illuminated a small corner of the wall, allowing my mind to play with the shadows. I pulled the cover over my shoulders and let my mind meander where it may. At night, I find that I am most receptive to inspiration and often spend the late/early hours writing, drawing or thinking. So I lay there thinking of the events of the day, imagining scenarios I had concocted based around those events... I daydreamed about my wedding, my honeymoon, my new job. I wondered if we should spend that $100 and rent a limo, or should we save it? I mentally analyzed which outfits I should wear while on the honeymoon.
And then I came to a realization. When I was younger, and I practiced this same exercise of nighttime considerations, I let my mind wander into a different world of fantasy and magic. I let my mind place me in a forest or glade, chased by wild deer, conversing with an owl... it was much more inquisitive and slightly more interesting than my current fantasies. And that's not to say that I have lost the ability to create fantastical creations; I still imagine, but it is not in a different plane or with different characters... it is mostly about my life, money, my family or job. I have reached a point in my life where I have taken on all the responsibility a young person can. This evolution from the free spirit of childhood to the more confined role of adult is exhibited even in my daydreams. It's a step from larvae to butterfly; I have left my comforting cocoon in return for brilliant wings that reflect the remnants of my once brilliant imaginings. That's not to say that I don't still spend time in that little corner of my mind... but it's not primary any longer.
I can't believe I actually grew tomatoes!!!
My bridesmaid luncheon was lovely. We went to Brio Tuscan Grille and everyone got an amazing cocktail called an Italian Wedding Cake (Skyy vanilla vodka with creme de cocoa and pineapple juice with a cherry floated to the bottom). <3 I had the bruschetta sampler... mmm I am a sucker for some bruschetta, especially pesto and shrimp. And everyone liked their gift!! Sadly, I totally forgot to take any pictures!! :(
But here are some (appropriate) pictures from my Bachelorette Party!! I have always been a bit of a party girl, so my friends threw me the ultimate party. First, we had a Passion Party/Lingerie Shower at my Maid of Honor's apartment. I had never been to one of these before, and let me just say it was simultaneously informative as well as titillating. (here is her
website) I also have quite a substantial five second wardrobe for the honeymoon thanks to my lovely friends. ;) Then, we went to Chi (a sushi lounge) for their late night happy hour. I had a shrimp tempura roll and a pineapple mojito. (Omg so good) We went from there to a club called BLVD where I proceeded to take free shots from several menfolk as well as my girls and also break a Long Island Iced Tea glass in the process. Oops. Luckily my long time friend moonlights as a bartender was luckily fairly well-versed in picking up errant glass shards. Then we somehow ended up at my best friend's house for a party (who knows? I didn't drive) and ended the night at 5 AM at Whataburger (apparently I was fairly insistent we go there). Bacon egg and cheese taquitos were the perfect nightcap. It was awesome. The end.