|Jumping off a log into the water? UBERFUNTIMES.|
We met some friends there for one last hurrah before everyone starts school. So glad I did even if I was nervous. It was tough but not impossible. Baby steps to normalcy after three kids, right?
|Hair done, makeup on, sand... brushed off. Besides Eau du Sunscreen and Lake is appropriate for a fancy event, right?|
I tweeted my quest for an unsupervised shower using the #callingallmygirls hashtag to promote the event. Which was perhaps not the best of plans because at the event there was a giant social media board showing everything with that hashtag. Which meant that my "please let me shower" nonsense was broadcast for an entire room fabulous and AHEM showered women:
|obviously I wanted everyone in the room to know that I probably have sand in my hair. At least I didn't have spitup on me! Sigh.|
The event itself was great. Good drinks:
|Jello shots count as food, right?|
Who I got into a fight with.
See a girl in the audience asked Bethenny something along the lines of "how do I get my boyfriend to propose" It went a little like this:
"How old are you?"
"Haaaaa!!!!! You're WAY to young! You'll look back on guys you dated when 23 like clothes that are out of fashion. Right ladies! Does anyone disagree with me?"
MY HAND SHOOTS UP AS I MAKE EFF NO NOISES AND ANGRY FACES.
Yeah. I disagree with that statement SO HARD. I was 24 when I got married. I was 23 when I got engaged. 20 when I started dating my husband. And we were absolutely without question old enough to know what we wanted out of life:
|This. This is exactly it.|
|Pictured. NOT TOO YOUNG. Also: HOLY CRAP WE LOOK SO YOUNG! 9 years and 3 kids will age you...|
After the event some other Cleveland Bloggers were headed to L'Albatros for cheese. You don't say no to cheese:
|seriously. that is all cheese. YES PLEASE.|
|the most photographed cheese plate in Cleveland|
Disclaimer: I was invited to this event as a local blogger. All opinions and angry jazz hands are my own.