Last Saturday night I had a little bridal shower for Katie. I can’t go to her real bridal shower at the end of the month, so I invited her over for a very small shower. And by ‘small’ I do mean small. It was just the two of us, Mom, Dad and Elizabeth. Yes, Dad attended his very first (and probably only) shower. I think he attended because the shower was held in his living room while he was sitting in his recliner.
We started off the evening by going back in time to a pose used during our photo shoots of the mid-2000’s. Not sure where we picked that up (I’m pretty sure it was during the phase when we called everyone dude), but it’s become one of the many quirks of our 22 year friendship. 
We thought we looked so cool back then.
Katie has always said that when she had her own home, she wanted colorful bottles to put on the windowsill. I forgot all about that until I happened to walk by a shelf of colorful bottles at Hobby Lobby. I’m so glad I found them because I really didn’t want to give her a whisk or potholder. 
If you look closely, you can see that the sign behind us says Katie & Sarah, not Katie & Zac. That was done on purpose. Quite simply, I was at the shower and Zac was not. Besides, people have been saying “Katie and Sarah this” and “Katie and Sarah that” for so long that it still seems weird to stick Zachary’s name in there.  
Here we are circa 1994. At the risk of sounding boastful, I’m just going to go right out and say we were pretty cute.