Matt & Michelle's wedding

SO MUCH FUN!!!!!!!

I had the best time. Took a train to Boston Friday afternoon. Remi and Carrie were napping so I walked around downtown Boston. I love exploring new cities.

Then we went to the rehearsal dinner. It was so good to see everyone. The decorations were so cute. Sailor type theme. I've never heard funnier speeches at a rehearsal dinner in my life. My mouth hurt from smiling so much. A lot of love in that room. They sat Remi, Carrie & I at a table with 4 old people. We laughed when we saw our tablemates but they were pretty cool actually. The sassy old people types.

We went to the hotel's bar afterwards to hang out. I only had a glass or two of wine that night. Was still in detox from Memorial Day weekend.

Saturday we woke up late and had just enough time to get ready for the wedding. I was so excited to wear my dress because I bought it months ago and had been dyyyyying to wear it. It was a hit. I love that.

Wedding was nice. Church was beautiful. But hot. I was doing the "I do declare..." thing while fanning myself with the brochere. I'm such a sweater. It's gross.

Reception was a lot of fun. We had a great table. The entire room was lined with windows overlooking the water. Beautiful. Lee Kirk sat next to me. CUTIE!!!!! I had a crush on him when I first met him in LA but of course he had a blonde, skinny girlfriend at the time. So I move to NY and now....he's single. Typical. I was thinking that if the stars aligned (read: I had the right amount of booze and the opportunity) that making out with him wouldn't necessaaaaaaaarily be cheating on Dave. We were getting along great. He was laughing at my jokes. But the more the night went on I realized that I would feel really guilty and I think he JUST ended his thing with the ex-girlfriend and was in no mindset for fun.

Just as well.

Michelle's dad is a firefighter so there were some of his guys at the reception. It was fun to talk with some of them. They're just real guys. Solid. Some of the firefighters got on their boat and did a water spraying type salute for Matt and Michelle. That was such a cool sign of respect for them and her father. Really special.

I was good not to get wasted. Had a good buzz going the whole time. We closed down the bar and hung out in the groom's brother's room for awhile. I was doing my "don't go to sleep" nazi thing. Then got tired myself. I had my Southern thang going on. I'm sure it was getting obnoxious. I needed to be slapped in the face and put to sleep.

Remi, Carrie and I hung out with one of Matt's co-workers the whole weekend. He looks like Michael J. Fox and was really fun to hang out with. We tried to get him to stay in our room Saturday night instead of driving to his parent's house because he had been drinking. He left after we went to sleep. Bastard. We're three random women he met at a wedding. We deserved to be treated better than that! At least a note! Something.

Matt & Michelle provided a much-needed breakfast the next morning. Then I got on the train and came home.

Now I have to get ready for work.

Ugh.

And gather some energy this week for the big Montreal trip this weekend. I'm going to be SO GODDAMN TIRED this time next week. Pray for me. After praying for the kids in Darfur of course.