Who was a girl scout?
Maaaake new friends, but keep the oooooo-old, one is silver and the uh-ther gooold
Ya'll are probably all to young and modern to remember such tunes, BUT, my point is, that Rachel has come to the obvious realization that Meredith, dear friend of Sisterbaby, would be missing from the alter come May 2nd, and that that simply wouldn't do. So she asked Meredith to join us in our crewe of weepy sniveling hot messiness (though thin, well-toned and suprisingly hot for all being over 26!) on Th' Big Day, and Meredith gracefully obliged. So, welcome Meredith, to our weepy sniviling hot messiness.
We don't know what we're gonna wear, but we will be the hottest things in the room (besides the bride, of course). I'm really pumping myself up for some treadmill time, ya'll getting that????
Here's a better picture of the dress, with Rach in it, and Ashley beside it, and Barack Obama behind it.

Oh and... PLEASE run out and buy Rachy some bedazzled bride things. I presented her with a hoodie the other day with a crown and a bride bedazzle and you would've thought I bought her a house. She's there. Let's shower her in fake rhinestones.
Bachy Party- and I quote " I can't think of anywhere other than Vegas that we could have endless fun." Rachel Ellen
So it is spoken. Check flights for April, I'll research hotels, and I'm going to look for some available naked men. GRRROOOOSSS MEEEE OOOOUUUUUUT! No no no, I can't do it. I can't watch my sister watch naked men. I'll turn inside out. My flesh will peel. I'll cry with embarrasment. We'll have a nice dinner instead and sit by a pool and drink fancy drinks delivered by a partially dressed man. I feel better already. So... research flights and let me know good available long weekends.
I've put uncomfortable thoughts in my head. I have to go,
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