The first Saturday I was home, I went to my friend's bachelorette party. My first close friend to get married, so OF COURSE I had to go. First up was the Bridal Shower which was at the country club. After the bridal shower, we drove to Sweet Minihaha Campground. As soon as we arrived we changed into our swimsuits and mixed up some adult beverages. Around the campground you can go tubing down the river so we went to one of the sand banks and squirted people with water guns (why, you ask? Because we could). After that we started a fire and began marking s'mores. Following the tasty treats, we headed to the main building at the campgrounds because they were doing karaoke. We busted out many tunes and had a blast. I left early the next morning because it started to rain on me since the cover to the tent I was staying in was not up...
After that glorious week, I went out to NYC. So, I made the mistake of purchasing a flight that left at 5 AM from Chicago. What I didn't realize was that the Greyhound does not run all night long. So, I had to leave Wisconsin around 1 AM and drive to O'Hare, oops. I was ready to pass out once I got there, so I had a rather pleasant nap on the flight to New York. Since I have done most of the tourist stuff in NYC, I mostly stayed in Queens and hung out. I only went into Manhattan about 3 times, meeting Charlie for lunch, meeting Charlie after he was done working, and to eat lunch. I am pretty sure I chose to go there during the hottest days of the summer. Seriously. Painfully hot. On the one day that it rained (crazy humid though) I decided to head down to Chinatown because I had been asked to purchase some purses and jewelry. While walking down Canal Street, I was asked if I was looking for purses by a random man on the street. Of course I probably should have kept walking, but instead I responded, "yeah." So he led me to some people a few blocks away that were selling Louis Vuitton handbags. Based on what they were telling me, it sounded like they had "fallen off a truck." Personally, I do not think they are that cute so I walked away. The same guy came back and told me of another place... once again, I probably should have just walked away-but I didn't. This time I was led to a massage parlor. I glanced at my phone, naturally it was dying, and sent a quick text message to Maggie telling her of my predicament. Her response, "Isn't it fun!?! Like a scavenger hunt." Um, no, more like a death wish. Needless to say, I was led into a back room that was locked. After saying a quick prayer, I followed the lady into the room, which was filled with purses! I made it out of the massage parlor in Chinatown alive... and with pretty purses (You are welcome family). New York was a blast and I didn't want to leave, but unfortunately I had to get back to WI.
I spent more time home with my family which was lovely. I ate more food than humanly possible... and slept A LOT.
Following that time, I headed back to Des Moines for a week to pick up some shifts at the pharmacy to make some money. This girl is broke. I worked in Des Moines for a week, then drove to Minneapolis to see my sisters and mom. We had a family weekend at Alisha's. It was fun, we did a little shopping at Ikea and went to a piano bar.
A few days afterwards, I drove to Omaha with Mollie to fly to Texas to see our friend, Cortney. Let's just say that the three of us probably embarrassed ourselves in public a few times... and ate a lot of food. It turned out to be an EPIC weekend. With a little bit of shopping, a lot of partying, some sun, and a lot of inside jokes- it is a weekend, I'll never forget (or my liver).
Now back to the pharmacy world....
xoxo
Caitlin
