It's still summer, I still live in Texas and it is still wedding season, kids.
I feel like I should possibly apologize for all the posts about wedding and exercise but that's kind of my life right now... along with sleeping, working and trying to make my bed every day. But you know what? Never apologize... take no prisoners! Okay, confession, that was butchered hybrid of movie quotes, but there is truth in that statement (just ignore the part about the prisoners unless you are a gecko in my house, in which case prepare to die).
There are enough apologies owed in life, blog content should not be one of them. Soon enough I'll be talking about football season and you'll say, Wait! What happened to the pretty people in dresses?!
I'll be splitting from work today to head straight to a nearby hotel in the Dallas area for SR's wedding. My friends have had receptions in a variety of places, but a hotel is a new one; distinct differences being soft bathrobes and no need for designated drivers. Any wedding that wants to monopolize my weekend via hotel resort, no matter how close in proximity to my parents house (10 minutes), will get some kind of purple highlighted recognition in my Outlook calendar.
This weekend will also mark the first time since college (2+ years, otherwise known as a lifetime), that my roommates AS, KB and JP and I have been in the same place at the same time.
I'm excited for SR; she and her fiance have been together for nearly three years and have finally reached the wedding's eve. She and I have known each other since elementary school; our brothers are the same age and also friends and we spent many Saturday hours together keeping score in the sand at their little league games. In high school we were in rival cliques but mine won her over after a few years on the tennis team.
Beyond the standard busy wedding-weekend schedule, I'm hoping for some quality time in the sun on Sunday afternoon. I need some color before heading to the lake for a reunion with my college friends next weekend and I also want to finish The Time Traveler's Wife.
If there is such a thing as too much fun, I'm about to find out.
Happy wedding, SR!
Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate...
-Shakespeare, Sonnet #18