I love weddings. Aside from the beautiful bride and groom, the constant smiling, and abundance of joy, I love weddings because it generally means Dr. J and I get to spend time with family and friends we don’t get to see too often. Oh the there’s the delicious food, excuses to buy dresses and shoes, and cake..mm..cake…
Anywho! Back to spending time with family and friends. The first wedding (of four!) for us this year was back in our home state of Massachusetts. Unfortunately, Dr. J had to work that weekend, so I left him with Luke Skywalker and flew home without him. While I missed him dearly, I wasn’t going to miss an opportunity to hang with my awesome sister who just got back from Kenya, my little/all grown up brother/chef, my older brother and his two new awesome pups, and of course, my parents in their gorgeous new townhouse in Newburyport.
Here’s how the weekend went:
Friday: Wake up at 4AM. Wake up dog to go for his (very early) morning walk. Arrive in Boston via airplane. Fried clams for lunch. Beach day with siblings (and green heads). Pre dinner ice cream (bubble gum soft serve!). Dinner with family. Settler’s of Catan to finish the night!
Saturday: Drive around town with Mom. Pop in to meet my brother’s two new doggies – Fiona and Noah! Art Fair on town green. More ice cream. Do hair for our sister-in-law’s sister’s wedding. Shana and Scott’s wedding with the family in Boston. Food, cake, dancing, photo booth, candy favors. Yum.
Sunday: Yankee Homecoming in Newburyport with my parents. Lunch at little brother’s place of employment/cookery. Torrential rain storm. On time flight back to Philly despite torrential rain storm. Back to Philly via propellor plane from Laguardia (they still let people fly those things?) No Dr. J at home to greet me because, you know, 27 hour call shifts in the MICU.
Yesterday was the second anniversary of our very own wedding! Usually the traditional anniversary gift is cotton, but we decided to change it up this year to “bicycle” because that’s how you spin it when your husbands bike (aka primary mode of transportation) gets stolen. As just-got-off-over-a-month-of-MICU-service Dr. J put it, “there are much worse things that can happen to a person than getting their bike stolen.” #perspective
Happy days/more weddings ahead!