The wedding was beautiful. It was at a gorgeous church downtown (the one my Grandmother attended for many, many years. I hadn't been there since her funeral 9 years ago) and the reception was at a beautiful mansion. This house was unreal. The dance floor actually went over the pool. Very cool!
We talked, caught up with family, ate some yummy food, drank some yummy drinks, and then headed out. Next stop: 5 minutes down the road to my dad's 50th college reunion! My sister and I crashed the lively party, band, food, drinks and all (there were more classes there than just the class of 1966, so we didn't stick out too terribly much). Several of my dad's classmates were there. It was nice. We even met the guy who almost ruined my and my sister's existence! (my mom was supposed to go on a blind date with this certain guy, he ended up getting sick, my dad was back in town from his gymnastics meet and didn't have a date, so he filled in. The rest is history...)
We tried to fit in at the reunion.
Thanks for getting sick, whoever you are!
We drove to the mountain house and spent the night there. Two of my dad's college classmates (who have been married all these years) stayed the night there with us. They used to live in our neighborhood in Atlanta growing up, but moved when I was about 10, and I haven't really seen them since! It was fun to catch up.
Kendall and I headed back home after breakfast and a walk. A short, but fun, trip!