9AM came pretty quickly, along with a wake up call from the hotel.
“Good morning Ms. Edwards”
“Good morning, how are you?”
“I’m great, but I think your day is about to get A LOT better.”
And by A LOT, he meant that our dearest bestest friend had ordered us an in-room massages! The morning had already outdone itself.
Completely relaxed, I probably would have gone back to bed if it wasn’t for our brunch reservation.
Sam booked us a table at The Beehive in the South End.
That’s a bacon and sweet onion omelet for ya, with homemade chips and a side salad. The salad was hidden under that pile of chips, smothered.
Sam had the quiche. I stole a bite (or two) and was also delish.
We attempted to walk off brunch before our blow-dry appointments. A bride-to-bee’s gotta look fabulous for her bachelorette night out!
Our appointments started off with a shampoo and a head massage. I won’t name names but I think someone passed out in the shampoo chair (you know who you are).
We jetted off to the hotel, checked in, and were greeted with a glass of bubbly. It was time to get this bachelorette party started!
After a thousand photos, a few drinks & endless smiles it was time for dinner at Teatro.
Tequila shots. Who’s idea was that…?
When our poor feet had enough, we walked back to the hotel only to continue the silliness.
Sooner than we all wanted, it was morning.
Sam sprung out of bed, chipper as ever.
“When can we go to your house for waffles?”
“Um, once everyone else wakes up…?”
Pretty soon, we were all up. Sore, achy & exhausted…did we just run a marathon last night?
Focus ladies, waffles & coffee are waiting for us at home. We quickly got our act together and moved out.
All I can say is thank goodness for Mamas. Both Mama Edwards & Mama Pye had the breakfast spread waiting for us…and oof, more prosecco.
Hair of the dog, right?
We love you Samantha xo