“This is just like getting ready for prom… except one of us isn’t coming back.” – Tony
“Ty, you know you’re in charge of the Dollar Dance, right?” – Some Guy
“Hey, I’ll dance for dollars!” – Ty
“I think everyone just got here…” – Me
“CLEAN-UP IN LIQUOR!!” – Schnuck’s Loudspeaker
“Um, yeah, that’s our ride.” – Liz
You know the great thing about working the 9-5? You get a full weekend. And the great thing about weekends? You get the occasional 72 Hours of Mayhem.
I have about 8 million stories which I don’t have time to post now, but you’ll all appreciate them when I do. I just really wanted to start off this week on a happy note, cuz that’s what I am. The wedding was beautiful, the Party Bus was hilarious, the reception was insane, and the hotel party was adorable.
Adam, Tony, Peter, Ty, and Warren have always been and will forever be My Boys.
I remember one day a long time ago they were all trying to light the barbecue, and Heather (who I miss dearly because she had the most fantastic compliments for everyone that you would never think of but were always totally true) pointed out how grown-up our boys were getting. “They’re almost like… men!”, one of us girls said, and then we looked at each other and laughed and laughed.
But seeing them in their tuxes at the wedding and reception, I actually felt for the very first time that they were Men and Almost All Grown Up, and I got a little teary-eyed.
Then, of course, they tied a keg to Adam’s car and everything went back to normal.
The ride home was really great. With my new friends, I talk a lot. I’m not sure why. They can’t shut me up, really. But during the ride home, I did my Favorite Thing in the World, which is to curl up in a ball, stare out the window at pretty Missouri, and just listenlistenlisten to my friends and feel Lucky and Loved and just plain Peaceful.
Liz leaves today *sob*. More about Liz later, too.
But to Liz, Adam, Warren, Peter, Tony, Ty, Sarah, and Marissa – I love you, I love you, I love you.