I'm back!!

I keep saying I'm going to do something with this blog. You know...make it fancy...put up some pics...shoot just blog a little more often. It's not like I don't spend way too much time reading other people's blogs.

Anyway...its been over 2 months since I wrote anything.

So, I was in my friends wedding. Then the next weekend I left for England. Busy, Busy. Much to talk about.

The Wedding: It was a fun weekend, I have to admit. I hadn't actually seen her in over a year and if she wasn't getting married another year probably would have gone by before I saw her.

I was the best looking bridesmaid. Okay, two people told me that and one was my momma. I spent a lot of time agonizing over finding the right shoes to go with the dress and worrying about hair and make up you would have thought I was getting married. I just didn't want to look crazy because I knew a whole bunch of pictures would be taken.

Your normal wedding shenanigans occured. By the time I arrived in Chicago for the wedding (which was in Indiana) The maid of honor swore she was DONE with the bride and not speaking to her. *sigh* Something about not having time to get nails done. Of course all was well by the time we headed out for some bachelorette fun later that night.

I don't want to think about the money I spent on that weekend. The dress, the flight, the shoes, hotel, hair make up $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$

Can you put a price on friendship? I still think its usually an honor to be asked to be in someone's wedding. I've known this girl since Freshman year. I used to play Maxwell's urban hang suite in my dorm room by myself, with my black light on (remember those!). Lonely's the Only was like my favorite song. This chick knocked on my door and told me I needed to stop sitting around listening to that sad music, that I was never going to get a man staying up in my room on a Friday night listening to Maxwell.

Little did she know, Maxwell WAS MY MAN, and we were just spending some quality time. HUMPH! And what kind of man was I thinking about getting at 18 anyway?