“I hate wearing heels. How do women wear them for eight hours, every single day to work and not end up crying from pain? Am I missing something?” Alex grumbled on our way over to the wedding reception. “You didn’t by any chance grabbed my sneakers?” She asked with a hopeful look in her eyes.
“I’m pretty sure you can wear heels while we are caught wearing ties and tuxes,” Josh mumbled from the backseat. Josh and Hilary caught a ride with us over to the wedding reception.
“Don’t let me throw you with a heel or better yet, make you walk,” Alex warned him.
“I love you too, sis,” Josh said teasing her. She just rolled her eyes and massaged her feet while she got a chance. “I’m dreaming about those massages and bubble baths right now.” She muttered.
“You want me to book you and Amy for a la
