sister is getting married…

I want to write this post in all caps because I am that excited. My amazing sister is getting married in a few weeks, and I cannot wait to wrap my arms around her and jump up and down to celebrate. This is the trouble of living so far apart, I have not been able to squeeze her and lay on her bed and dream about the perfect wedding. I mean we have some serious catching up on girlie sister time. Firstly, I need a re-inactment of the proposal. Then, we need to go dress shopping, where I pick out the ugliest wedding dresses for her to try on… and when she looks at me like I am crazy I’ll say “Don’t say no until you try it on.” And then we would laugh as she walks out of the dressing room in all kind of lace and tool.

I've got a gift for picking out the perfect dress.

I’ve got a gift for picking out the perfect dress.

We also are overdue on girlie sleepovers that include watching “Ten Things I have About You” and watching the wedding scene from “Sound of Music” at least three times. We also should be on wedding bootcamp which would include running green lake and then having coffee and taste wedding cakes. I mean I am dedicated to making sure sister’s wedding is perfect!

You have to have more than a taste to really know if its the cake for you.

You have to have more than a taste to really know if its the cake for you.

So as you can see I am anxious to get home and commence these sisterly duties. Only a few more days until the Vetter girls are back together and wedding mania can officially begin. Sister, you got a ring on your finger so there is no reason to hold back now! (And just imagine we both thought at one point we would be nuns… we would have been crappy nuns!)

Don't you wish you were a sister?

Don’t you wish you were a sister?