Tomorrow my husband and I leave to travel roughly 3 hours and 110 miles north to a little town in northeastern Pennsylvania, Waymart. Why Waymart you ask? Why, this is where my little sister and her fiance have decided to declare their love for one another in public form and alluring fashion.
Though the actual wedding ceremony and reception are not until Sunday, the rest of the weekend promises to be full of visits with family (in the hotel pool and otherwise) and rehearsals and dinners.
Thankfully - we are almost packed, despite a slight change in plans involving a respite in the local ER. Steve has now officially sworn off ladders and neck braces (all is fine) but embraced the ability to swivel his own neck quite freely and of his own accord.
This is a snapshot from Erin's bachelorette party just two weeks ago. When I am back she will be a married woman and on her way to Jamaica. *Sigh*
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