I’m back from my wedding weekend. Way too tired for a long post but I’ll tell you about the highlights soon. Traveling Friday night after school was a tiring drive. I sat in a traffic jam for 30 minutes – with a desperate need to pee. But the 'half-way' hotel was nice and I slept well. I got up about seven, getting ready to step into the shower when the fire alarm goes off in earnest. I’m nude and the buildings on fire? Perfect. I threw on my clothes, grabbed my computer (didn’t think I was leaving without it did you?) I was really able to stuff everything in my computer case – that’s all I had brought in for the one night. I headed for the stairs and evacuated with everyone else. Everyone was outside and here came the fire trucks. I never did find out exactly what happened. Probably just something burnt and smoking in the kitchen area but I was up and dresses so I just headed out.
Now on to my traveling companion – I was a little worried about traveling alone. I like to sleep when I’m in a car – whether I’m driving or not. I do better when I have someone to talk to. But neither Nick nor Mollie could go so I was hoping I could make it. But guess who showed up?
She visited with me and told me stories all the way there and back. Some were from the old days and I swear I had no idea that they were in there. Such an interesting experience! Can’t fuss at me when there are no new stories from Cassie. I’ve found she can’t be pushed. She tells me when she gets good and ready. So now she’s ready - why couldn’t she have been ready this summer when I had plenty of time to type for her. Sigh… I’ll do the best I can.
The wedding deserves its own post and I’ll get that up soon.