So George and I walk into the pub on Friday night, before heading across the river for dinner. I see a girl sitting at the bar. She looks at me. I look at her. We recognize each other. But neither of us believes what we are seeing.

Yes, indeed, time for another installment of “It’s a Small World.” Now, I could play the game and make my high school friends guess who I saw (for it was, indeed, a good friend from Louisiana School) but I’ll just say. It was Gretchen Galliano, my very good friend who I haven’t seen in five or six years. She is all smart and went away for med school (this I knew – which is why I never expected to see her again) but now she’s back, doing her residency here. It’s all very very exciting. She was with a friend and his mom and so we all hung out for a while and caught up (well, okay, Gretchen and I caught up.)

That was really great. Yay! Love that.

Saturday was trip to visit dress. It didn’t last very long, just long enough to figure out that my uber-dreamy veil matches very well. Yay! We didn’t make tea, either, but next time…

That night I went out for my friend Jen’s birthday. Mmm. Dinner and then onto Pat O’s for hurricanes. Mmm. Hurricanes. After that we went to this extremely cheesy bar and I sobered up.
Terry and I walked two of the girls who couldn’t hold their liquor back to the ferry. It was amusing.

Sunday was relaxing. Breakfast at the coffee shop (I love our new Sunday morning ritual) and then I just lazed around at home all day. Well, not exactly. We hung two shelves that have been
gathering dust in a corner (and realized that we’re not the handiest people around) and I helped two friends with graphic design stuff. But I hardly left the house, so it was relaxing nevertheless.

Now I’m hungry. Is it lunchtime yet? I think it is!