Mary and I organized a little girls-only trip to her father in law's lake house, and she threw together the coolest Dinosaur Party in celebration of me turning into a dinosaur (i.e. almost 30). There was no shortage of champagne, delicious food, thunderstorms, lake hopping, golf cart cavorting, hula hooping, steak grilling, and of course, dinosaur swag.
And, surprisingly, 8 women survived a booze-fueled, semi-stormy weekend at the lake without getting slaughtered by axe-murderers or mutant lake people or even Sharknadoes.
Victory!
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| this table covered with gift bags and masks and blow up raptor and pinatas and period sticks, oh my! |
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| this straight OG |
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| these storrrrrms |
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| this fancy bitch |
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| these lakeside hula hoopers |
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| that perfect post-storm weather |
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| This mother and her fur child |
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| This delicious ice cream cake |
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| These amazing pinata stuffings |
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| These greedy pinata poachers |
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| This awesome sisterhood |
Weekend mini-vacays are the best. Especially when you can spend them with amazing people in perfect weather having spectacular fun times.
here's to birthdays!
1 comment:
I picked out the liquor selection in Steg-atops.
"cause bitches LOVE the [Fighting] Cock"
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