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Brittany's Bachelorette Bash

Brittany's (a.k.a Pink's) wedding is less than a month away, so all her girls (minus a few) headed for a weekend getaway in the mountains of Asheville, NC. It was like 75 degrees when we arrived on Friday and 32 degrees when we left on Sunday!
Other than our bodies not understanding the outer temp changes, we had a blast!  Eating, chatting, getting lost with our "blue dot" disappearing on iPhones, window-shopping, eating, talking (I think the talking in the car added to the blue-dot senario above), and showering Pink with gifts- it was a blast! I wish we all lived in the same zip code!
What a blessing it is to be a part of Brittany's and James' big day! Yet, I was so excited to come home to my own hubby. After almost a year, I still can't stand to be apart from him. (This is where you hear an "awwww" in the background and some of you sadly might give the eye roll or gag just a bit.) :P

P.S. Sorry about the quality of the following pics. They were emailed at too small a size from my phone!  You'll get the main point though- we had fun! :)

So excited soon-to-be Mrs. Harvey!!!

~CC

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