Can you say party all day and into the night?

Ashley's bachelorette party began at a salon. That's me, Tracey-my daughter & Ashley's mom, Danae, Ashley, Chelsea, Emilia and Kim. The shocking pink feather boas were certainly eye catching, especially as we all paraded into Cracker Barrel for lunch. We ended up there, because the Mexican restaurant where we had reservations, whose door was wide open --- was closed. One of the employees held us at bay with his mop. "Not open, still cleaning."

So, we substituted iced tea for Margaritas. Upon leaving Cracker Barrel, we came upon a bunch of old boys in bibs parking their tractors. They were as fascinated with us as we were with them.

We had an hour to wait for two more girls, so we waited inside Wendy's childrens' party room, laughing and acting silly. That is when someone asked what one of the girls was allergic to. Another piped up, "How did you get sunburned there? Does it hurt?" It didn't take long for the old lady here to figure out that the boas were bleeding pink dye all over every body part, piece of clothing or purse they came into contact with. We all started frantically scrubbing our necks and laughing loud and long.

We drove out to St. Genevieve and spent the day at Crown Valley Winery, an idyllic spot on God's green earth. They have a large outdoor pavilion overlooking the vineyards. There was a band and a bunch of women wanting to boogie ... you can see what a blast we all had.

A large group of African-American women adopted my granddaughter, "Hey, white bride, come learn this dance!" Giggles, laughter, hugs, picture taking. "Girl, you are so much fun!"
It was a fun and memorable day. I enjoyed people watching.

We ended up at the nine bedroom Coffman House; what a set up! Horses at the fence, an old country church across the road. The young people partied, ate, sang karaoke, played games, opened gifts, and girl-talked into the wee hours.

What a memory maker. When these girls are my age they will be sitting in rockers reminiscing about this day, looking at worn photos and wishing they had the energy again to dance and sing all night.