Oh my gosh, what a tiring weekend. Had a lot of fun, but I’m very glad it’s over.

I left work on Friday at 4, drove to Baton Rouge, met George at my mom’s house, got dressed, drove downtown for Ann Tatum’s wedding. Met up with Kristie and Amanda at the church. Nice wedding, Ann looked beautiful, naturally. Kept thinking “but they’re already married!” Ann and Jay got married last June before Jay was shipped off to Afghanistan. But it was only a civil ceremony and only Jay’s parents were there. So it’s not like I don’t know why they had another wedding, but it was kind of funny. Reception was very pretty, she had cheesecake and chocolate cake for the wedding cakes. Amen!

After the wedding, George went back to New Orleans, I went to sleep at my mom’s house. Woke up at 4:45 a.m., left for Dallas by 6. Drove, drove, drove, drove, got to the airport to pick up Kristina just in time. It was actually kind of amazing that my seven and a half hour drive was timed exactly right. So then Kristina and I went to the hotel, checked in, ate lunch. Then we changed into our bathing suits, went down to the pool and practiced our sychronized swimming routine. I must say, we just picked it right back up, the routine we made up three years ago to the tune of “Oops I did it again.” Ren and Gary came and hung out by the pool for a bit.

After that, we took naps, and got dressed. Went to church for wedding. Was really nice, Mark (Kelly’s, um, husband)’s dad married them. Kettie looked beautiful. Radiant. Didn’t stop smiling, ever. (Not a big surprise.) Went to reception. It was in a rustic cabin overlooking White Rock Lake. It was so beautiful and personal. White twinkly lights, candles, pictures of Kettie and Mark on every table (from when they were little until now), lots of fresh flowers. There was a screened in wrap around porch overlooking the lake. Very nice. Open bar. Yummy food. Almost everyone there that I knew was from LSMSA. Kristina was a bit irritated. But how many times did I have to sit in a group and be the only person who wasn’t a law student? Too many times to count.

Sunday morning, Kristina and I went and ate breakfast (ugh…too much) and then I dropped her off at the airport. Made the drive home. In a daze. I got stuck in traffic for half an hour in the middle of nowhere Texas. Ugh. It was hot. My car was overheating. Misery. No reason for the traffic jam, either, from what I could see. Very irritating.

Glad to be home. I’m not going anywhere for a long time! This week is when I start my official training for the marathon. I was supposed to run 2 miles yesterday, but obviously that didn’t happen, so I’ll have to use one of my off days this week to make up for it.