sibling love

I love my siblings. And I especially love weekends together when it's my siblings plus all of our significant others. Just call us the 6-pack. We were always really close growing up that's for sure. I mean, my sister and I shared a bedroom until we were 12 and 14 years old. And my brother and sister are only 17 months apart in age. So to say that we're close and love each other, is an understatement.


This past weekend we all traveled to Madison, WI to cash in on our Christmas present from our parents. My mom and dad got us a weekend getaway which consisted of dinner, drinks, and a comedy show all on their tab. Amazing? Yes. Much needed? Hell Yes. Worth the two-day hang over? Absolutely. We all started off the night by having dinner at Cooper's Tavern. The drinks were flowing and it was set up to be a great night. Until I turned on my camera. Errrr or tried to and realized I forgot to put the damn battery back in it!! UGH! Nothing pisses me off more than my own stupid mistake! Thank god for my sister and her obsession with pictures as well that she had her camera with her. Ahhh problem solved!! Dinner was fancy and delicious, nom nom nommmm. We then decided to go on a mini bar crawl as we made our way to the comedy club. And of course we ended up at a bar that had some amazing mixed drinks for the lovely price of 2 for 1. Seriously, those bahama mama's were to die for! Turns out we didn't need to go to any other bars after that. We love some good drink deals! And we drank the shit out of those good drink deals mind you!


Finally, once we were all good and half way to stumbling, we made our way to the comedy club. And conveniently enough, they had an open table for 6 just waiting for us....IN THE FRONT ROW! No joke, Jordan stretched out his leg and his foot was touching the stairs to go up to the stage. Great, not only now were we front and center at the show but we were also the drunkest. And for anyone who's never been to a comedy club, you HAVE to drink while there! I'm not making this stuff up...they have a two drink minimum for everyone! A couple rounds of shots later and with the table loaded up with some drinks, we were set for the show to start. And let me tell you, these comedians, whose names I couldn't even tell you if my life depended on it, were all hilarious! Like, busting a gut-can't breathe-watering eyes-knee slapping hilarious! Well, let's be honest, from what we all collaboratively remember at least. Shockingly enough, for as obnoxiously loud and drunk and up close and personal to the comedians, none of us got heckled during the show. Probably a smart call on their part.


Naturally, once the show got over, everyone made their way out and made their way home. Not us though, of course not us. We made our way to another bar. Where we threw down a few more drinks. And then shit hit the wall. Next thing I know, us three Cross siblings were all getting into it and crying about family stuff and drama. Is there anything more bonding than bawling over beers and family drama with both of your siblings? I think not! Meanwhile, all of our significant others just stood to the side all thinking, "what the fuuuck have I gotten myself into?!" But that's the beauty of unconditional love and even in our drunken crazy emotional states, they all still love us in the morning. Before we knew it, it was bar close and time to head home. Janelle and I took off running, Jordan chased after us, and threw us both in the car. Classic Cross Sister scene. They all got Taco Bell and I got put to bed. Good night. 


Overall, the weekend was a total 100% success. I loved every minute of it. And Jordan loved that I was still drunk on Sunday until 4pm. And I love that he pulled over at an Arby's because I thought I was going to crap my pants. And then he bought me some curly fries, mmmm. Seriously, thank god for the unconditional love he has for me. So thanks Mom and Dad for the awesome Christmas present, it was totally worth every penny. I don't know what I'd ever do without my siblings and weekends like this definitely prove that. I can't wait until the next time that the 6-pack reunites because it's bound to be another epic weekend, that's for damn sure.