I’m off to St. Louis early tomorrow morning to celebrate my dear sister’s bridal shower. And to gab and drink some wine and hopefully do some toodling around in my mother’s Mini Cooper. 

Plus, I’ll get to see and hold my sweet, sweet niece and nephew. Ideally, I won’t make them cry just by looking at them–which is an effect I’ve been known to have on babies. It is a quick trip–but much needed.