My sisters have started this horrid tradition that as we each get married off we have to try on at least ONE super, ridiculously poufy, frou-frou dress. None of us like this kind of dress so it’s pretty fun to try it on and act super serious like all the other brides-to-be. I obviously am not that “serious” about the whole deal.
So obviously no crafting took place. Shame on me 😆 This week will prove to be good for Tumus as I will dedicate time specifically for it.
Next weekend, the Caterers…….gasp!