I really hope this post posts, and today, not in ten years. I  love the idea of emailing my blog posts in, but only when it works. Sigh. Because I want to post about my weekend.

Went to DC to visit Kristina, see my sister and Chris, and most importantly (sorry Kristina, Jenny, and Chris) to meet Alison, Ren and Gary’s new baby. Gaaa! She is very cute. But more on that later…

I got in to DC late Friday night (after midnight) and Kristina and I stayed at her boyfriend’s new house because it is closer to the IKEA and outlet mall. It is very neat (his house) which makes me somewhat envious (no piles of computers or magazines or other crap.) Kristina had gotten me some pumpkin soup from au bon pain (we don’t have them down here) and I ate that when we got to Mike’s house. It was very very very yummy. Mmmm. Yummy.

Went to sleep, woke up late, went to IKEA. Bought a present for Alison (stuffed katt), present for Chris (cool candelabra lamp thingy), shade for front door. Then we met Jenny for lunch at Olive Garden and looked at approximately one thousand wedding pictures. The ones from the professional photographer turned out well. There’s a nice one of George and me that I want to get a copy of. Anyway, after lunch (and pumpkin cheesecake yummmmmy) Kristina and I went to Potomac Mills, and I bought a cute ballerina-y skirt at H&M.

Went back to Kristina’s place, got ready for Chris’s birthday party. Dressed up like Carrie Bradshaw, started drinking wine. Anne came over, mixed us vodka tonics, got ready for party, took taxi to Chris’s friend’s house. Drank Brit-ini’s, sangria, and a little concoction they called Louisiana Sangrias (Fresca and something else) in honor of the birthday boy and Mrs. Federline.

It was fun. I talked at people a lot, as I do when I have imbibed too much. I hope I didn’t embarrass Chris too much. Eep! So we took a taxi back to Kristina’s (so they say, I don’t really remember) and passed out went to sleep.

Sunday we got up blearily, drove to Richmond and hung out with Ren and Alison and Gary’s dad and stepmom (I think) while Gary slept (he’s working nights.) Kristina, Anne and I took turns holding Alison until she started crying, then we’d pass her on to the next person (or Ren, her food source.) She was really cute. I can’t wait to see her when they come to Louisiana for her christening because by then she’ll really be doing things.

After we left Richmond, we met Mike and Bill for dinner at this Italian place. Yum. Then went back to Kristina’s, went to sleep, woke up I think fifteen minutes (okay, six hours) later to get to the airport. Got flight home, went to work very tired, and etc etc. Now I am somewhat more awake.

The end of my story about my trip! Pictures soon.