Somehow, Courtny and I have managed to book our weekends solid between now and D-Day. It’s like we’re overcompensating for the lack of a life we’re about to have… and just hoping Baby C stays on our schedule. I know. Yeah, right.
Anyway, this weekend kicked off our upcoming 6 week run of wedding-related events, family functions and business travel.
Saturday, my bestie Kristin and I took a road trip to Wolcott, Ind. to celebrate the Mathew Wedding with Ashlen’s bridal shower. The shower was hosted at the Wolcott House, which is an amazing old home from the 1800s. Unfortunately we had to duck out of the shower early, or these antique lovers would have probably found our way upstairs to explore.
We made it back home just in time to relieve our husbands from baby duty, and send them off to the Toby Keith concert. Kristin and I spent the rest of the night getting Miss. Bryn to bed, and learning fascinating things from the Food Network.
Sunday was the Wilhite family tradition of Mulligan. When I first met Courtny, his family would get together every Labor Day at Great-Grandma Dorothy’s house for vegetable stew cooked outside over a fire. Since then the tradition has moved dates and locations, but the premise is still the same.
We also made the trek to Crawfordsville on Sunday to pick up one of the two most-anticipated new members of our household. Our new dishwasher. Hopefully I don’t have a post tomorrow about how my husband flooded our house during installation…
But seriously. What could be a better Sunday afternoon than a long Jeep ride while listening to the Colts game?