I am a liberated woman. The kid has been dropped off at her grandparent’s house for the weekend. I’m sitting on a bus (not Greyhound but the smallish, whitish variety most frequently found shuttling between nursing homes—don’t ask, it was cheap) bound for New York City. I don’t have to climb back up the rabbit hole to real life for three days. {Sigh}
Since my dear friend Anna had the good sense to invite her closest friends and family to Manhattan this weekend for a wedding soiree, I’m forgoing today’s Wandering since I’m currently in the process of, um, wandering. Instead, I’ll take a quick trip down memory lane to my own wedding seven years ago. (That sounds way long ago when I type it. Maybe I got my dates wrong. Feels like seven months ago. So let’s go with that. My wedding pic from seven months-ish ago.)
Awwww. Ain’t we sweet?
Now here we are right now, this minute, in 2010:
Strike that. Self-portraits on nursing home shuttles aren’t exactly easy. Let’s try that again:
Now that’ s more like it.
Check back for next week’s Wandering post to see a documentary of this weekend’s upcoming wedding—a much-anticipated event in my lifetime—between Anna and her lucky beau, Brandon.
We miss you. You two behave yourselves in that big city. Scratch that. Have a blast. Big Friend should treat you to a buggy ride around Central Park.
And would that be G’ma Jo taking care of your little one. Have a great weekend and hope Little friend does great without Mom and Dad. Cousins will keep her busy.
All is quiet! LF is slumbering sweetly!
Have a wonderful weekend. I know Little Friend is in great hands.
I hope you had a fabulous weekend! I’ll never forgot your wedding, nor could I forget the amazing Chocolate cake Anna conjured up for it 🙂 You guys are too funny, and way to young to be on a nursing home shuttle, unless it’s cheap, then I understand!