When a Plan Comes Together

I successfully hosted a bachelorette weekend. I have no stories to tell because what happens on a bach weekend stays on a bach weekend.

Also, I have devolved into a couch slug, so my brain can’t really put together thoughts at the moment. Too much work.

However, I do have photos. Get into the theme. The ambiance.

And hope I can reclaim full brain capacity before the bridal shower next month.

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a girl named rob

I used to be "skinny black girl." I'm now a slender woman on the other side of 35 with no new moniker who is not quite interested in writing under her given name. Still writing my life, a day (or some months) at a time. Also, still black.

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