Well I made it through A's bachelorette extravaganza! It actually wasn't too bad, I mean as far as being tired. It seemed to all hit me yesterday and I took a two hour nap shortly after getting home. Mmm... I could go for a nap right now too!
We stayed out late both nights, and yeah I was tired, but not falling over from exhaustion or anything. It was actually sort of interesting to be sober at the clubs and bars, and it was fun to people-watch. There was plenty of creeper-dodging going on too! A guy even approached me and tried to get me to dance with him, but luckily I am a master at deterring men. He was a bit creepy himself - it had to be close to 100 degrees inside the club and he was wearing a scarf, which was the first red flag. I sort of accidentally brushed him off me and onto another girl in our group, and I guess he was saying all kinds of crazy things to her like, "I love to love, do you like to love? Who do you like to love?" Freakin' weirdo. The second night we went to a more mellow bar (the first night was a too-cool-for-school type of club) with a lot more normal people, and that was more our style!
I did end up telling A my news over the weekend, and I'm glad I did. She was so happy and excited that she started crying, and every time we had a moment alone she'd ask questions and tell me how excited she was for me. It was nice. :) I think I'll tell my three other close friends sometime after my appointment on Thursday, but before my little birthday shindig on Saturday. I purposely only invited family and my four closest friends so that we wouldn't have to worry about keeping it a secret.
So all in all it was a good weekend. Except on Sunday I managed to throw out my back by hugging someone. Seriously?? How does that even happen?? Luckily I was able to get into my chiro on a walk-in this morning so hopefully I will be pain-free by the weekend. I start my vacation this Thursday and I absolutely cannot wait! Hubs has Thursday off so he can come along to my OB appt and then hopefully spend the day celebrating with me. And Friday I turn 30. Well, whatever! Nerdy Thirty, here I come!