My best friend came into town, it was sort of a surprise and definitely needed. Alex is a week away from his bar exam...one week until I can relax with my husband, since...4 years ago. Anyway, Andrea came up here to Tallahassee and I planned some bridal appointments for her to try on dresses. I got so excited after I told Alex because this is my last chance to have this memory. All of my best friends are married. My other best friend, Chrissy (who's wedding we just went to in Mexico) lives in DC, so I couldn't go with her when she found "the one"...the dress, not the man. I was sad. So, thank angel Andrea for giving me this opportunity that I was craving. It sucks cause I found my dress the first day I looked, the second shop, and it went so quick. That's a good thing though. If you don't know this about me, I am a HUGE wedding fan. I am literally addicted to weddings. When I get an invitation it's like crack...no...meth. That's worse. I think weddings are the greatest moment of our lives. What, having babies is better you say? Oh, let me see, popping a baby out of your vag does not qualify as the best day. It was necessary to have my best friend, but not fun. Not fun at all. Anyway, I love weddings and I am so stoked to be the maid of honor, the only lady by her side (no other bridesmaids!!) and I am stoked to party like a rockstar and make an ass out of myself on their greatest moment/day.