Capitol Fun with the D.C. Fam

This weekend, instead of spending it in Beantown, I decided to get out of the city and head southward to D.C. to visit my sister, Jennie, her husband, Kevin, and their furry children, Luce, Piper and Diabla. Jennie graciously invited me to come celebrate her good friend, Laura's Bachelorette party on Saturday night and I couldn't pass up the offer.

I caught a quick morning flight to the capitol, arrived in to the city around 11:30 and spent the afternoon hanging out with my big sis, running errands and driving around town in Kevin's jeep--top down, wind in our hair and sun in our eyes--don't you know it! We also ran down to Union Station to say hello to Kevin in uniform, and let Jennie throw a pouty lip...but then we got ice cream cones at Mc Donalds and everyone was happier! Afterall, who can be sad holding a sugar cone?

Oh, and I got to spend time with my favorite nieces, two of which, Diabla and Luce, can be seen below.




The next day was Bachelorette party prep day. We woke up early and gave the house a lick and a promise, as my momma likes to say, for the night's party and set out all the party-ware. Then, after a good bit of work, we said it is time to relax--and by relax I mean indulge in utter pleasure and lavishness. Before the party, Jennie arranged for Laura, her and I to go to the Elizabeth Arden Spa for facials and massages. We arrived at 2:00 and slipped into comfy robes and slippers, sipped some cucumber water and prepared ourselves for a couple of hours of peace and calm. The massage came first, and was a one hour swedish treatment with aromatherapy and soothing music. Then, the facial followed with an hour of various masks and light massage. (The facial also included some "extractions" but both Jennie and I, avid pickers, were quite disappointed at the brevity of this section. But, don't get me wrong, it was still exquisite!)



And then we were kicked out. Well, not really, but we had to peel ourselves from the beds and comfort of the robes and returned to reality. We dropped Laura off for a nap and returned to Jennie's apartment to prepare for the party. I tended to the H'oeur D'eurves (?) and appetizers while Jennie arranged the apartment for the guests. And before we knew it, the party had begun! People quickly arrived, a good group of 9 total, and after a bit of conviviality, we hopped in a couple of cars and made our way to the main event: D.C's one and only Hangar Club.

Number one (because it's the only one) in male dancing, the Hangar Club was a host of treats, and mainly those of the male kind. Chaos ensued and I'm not quite sure what to say other than that it was a hell of a good time...oh and one name: Harry Thunder Thighs. Enough said. Sadly, the night came to an end, but what a night it was. Sunday caught up with a few of the best of em, myself not included because I served as DD to those unmentioned (;

But the weekend was great! I had a wonderful time, and that even includes the 8 hour train ride home today. Thanks to Kevin, I got a free ticket to ride and was able to devote almost all of the time to my knitting project.

One sleeve down, one more to go...


Thanks, Jennie and Kevin!