In the midst of moving with a toddler (a whole post on that later).....Joel and my best friends put together the most touching and fun going away party (ever).
I was told to take an uber with my girlfriend to an undisclosed location, even though I guessed it pretty quickly. When I walked in at 5:10pm, everyone was already there, glass of champagne in hand, ready to toast our bittersweet depature.
Not a detail was missed, there were flowers, cheese boards, champagne, our favorite somm, and all of my favorite people.
Then, the icing on the cake, my best girls came out with a beautiful painting for me to always remember LA by. My friend Laura's mom painted the piece, and it literally brought me to tears.
The entire party was amazing and tough, and made Joel and I feel incredibly grateful for the friends we've made these last five years.
On Sunday, after a full day of packing....I was able to go downstairs to my best girlfriends apartment to watch the globes with some girls. We just cuddled around in our pajamas, stayed up way too late, and tried to just soak up the fun night without bursting into tears.
On our last night in LA, we stayed with Shelby who made our move INSANELY better - ordered our favorite LA pizza (Fresh Brothers), and got to spend time with our dear friends who were out of town on Saturday.
Somehow, Tuesday morning arrived, and it was time to take our final picture in front of the condo that made us husband and wife and mom and dad.