  I cannot believe I survived this weekend. Nor can I believe my little sister is married. But I suppose I must come to terms with both ideas, before the crush of Monday morning hits.
Quote of the weekend: "He was very curious about the candles in the candleabra above my bathtub dripping wax, and said he'd worry about burning his ding-dong. " Amen. Less favorite quote of the weekend: "oh, I forgot to get a garter. I should probably have one to throw since we're doing that whole thing. " - en route to the church. for the ceremony. only tres annoying because five minutes earlier it was "oh. I left my engagement ring at Nordstroms. oops. can we swing by? " Also on the way to the church. God love her, and love me for knowing of a bridal salon en route. What are the odds. I need a vacay.
Had an absolute blast this weekend, but holy hell am I exhausted. 
