…my little sister, that is. today we head to newport, rhode island for the first of many celebrations for bride-to-be carrie: her bachelorette! the plan is to soak up some sun (75* and sunny!), down steins o’ beer (it IS oktoberfest, after all), and to get as rowdy as possible (obviously). i can’t believe the little girl who, at the age of three, once ran off the toilet mid-pee, out of the house and into the yard, pants still around her little legs, simply because she heard my voice as i walked up the driveway- “Nicole’s home! Nicole’s home!” – is getting married. Meh!