Friday was the first day of my spring break, so, of course, I booked a 5:30 AM flight out of town. This seemed like a much better idea when I was booking it — and not a particularly good idea when I was waking up at three in the morning to get to the airport on time. But, I’m sure I saved myself at least thirty dollars, so TOTALLY WORTH IT, RIGHT?
I then promptly missed my second flight, which meant hanging out in the airport much longer than expected.
It was actually kind of nice, you guys.
I haven’t been on a plane or in an airport since I returned to the States over a year and a half ago. I guess distance really does make the heart grow fonder. Either that or I was delusional after waking up at three in the morning. Probably that last one.
I arrived in balmy (for me) Washington, DC, where I discovered my hotel was also a German beer tavern and burlesque hall (I swear to you I did not know that when booking it). I promptly sucked down a huge bowl of pho and took a nap. Because I’m eighty, you guys.On Saturday, I got to witness the wedding of two of my favoritest peoples.
There were lots of cupcakes.
And rainbow-horned unicorns.
And the seating was travel-themed. BECAUSE THESE ARE MY PEOPLE.
I ended up at the Italy table. I was hoping this meant pasta and hot, swarthy men were in my immediate future.
I only got the pasta. But it was really GOOD pasta. So there’s that.And, then, on Sunday, I showed up at my college friend’s house in Maryland just in time to watch the Oscars with her and her two teenage daughters.
Here’s a hint: if you want to feel really old, really fast, you should watch the Oscars with some teenagers. They didn’t know who Bette Midler was, you guys. How is that even possible?
And today I woke up to a snowstorm that shut down all of Maryland, DC and Virginia.
That snowstorm? It looked like this:
Isn’t it freaking adorable? I mean, I can still see the grass! I haven’t seen the grass in Michigan in about five months.Oh yeah, and this weekend, I found out I was nominated for a Bloggie.
Because you guys are crazy. And awesome. And I don’t even have words for all the other stuff.
But, seriously, you guys, how does this keep happening? I love you, and I’m so happy that you keep nominating me for this, but you all might need to get your brains checked.
This time I’ve been nominated for Most Humorous Weblog. Which means not only do you guys like me, you think I’m funny.
Now if you could all just tell me that I’m pretty, too, I’d be all set.
(TOTALLY NOT KIDDING.)
If you’d like to vote for me (and, of course, you do!), please head on over to the Bloggie webpage, scroll down to the “Most Humorous Weblog” section which is all the way towards the bottom and looks like this:
Click on the little circle in the right-hand corner of the box with my cartoon face in it.
Then scroll all the way down to the bottom, and enter the secret numerical code to prove you’re not a spambot. Then enter your email address, and click on the yellow rectangle that says “Submit Your Nominations!”
You should get an email right away asking you to click on a link to verify your nominations. If you don’t get an email, check your spam inbox as it’s probably in there.
And then you might want to call the doctor to get your head checked.
(TOTALLY NOT KIDDING.)How was your weekend? I hope it was as awesome as mine! Also, thank you! And you’re awesome! And I totally didn’t mean that stuff about you being crazy. Kind of.