They’re falling one by one. My old roommate, Grew, got hitched last weekend up in Virginia. Target was nice enough to finally inform me last Monday they’d allow me to switch my days off so I could attend. Took em long enough! I shouldn’t complain though, at least I got the days off so I could make it.

With that said, I headed up Saturday morning. All was going well until I started thinking, “Hey, did I forget a belt?” Which then turned into “Did I grab my dress clothes?” Crap. Yep, I left them at home. I had a thought to turn around to go get them, but I figured by the time I made it all the way back and then drove all the way there again, it would be too late. I ended up making a quick trip to the mall to pick up pants and a shirt. In the end it worked out OK and I even got a few compliments on my shirt. Go me!

The wedding ceremony was really short. In fact I couldn’t even tell it started. The couples just started down the aisle. And 20 min later, it was over. My old pastor Frank did the ceremony and, as always, opted for the non-traditional route. He didn’t give a sermon so much as he just had a few words for the bridge and groom. His prop was a spoon. The message being that if you look at the bottom of the spoon, you see yourself upside down; a distorted view. Then if you look at the other side, you see yourself right side up. A cool message, I thought. Of course there was all the other religous mumbo-jumbo, but it was kept to a minimum. I was surprised to see Chris even got married in a church. He’s an athiest and has some pretty solid views on religion. I’m sure he just bit the bullet and went for it though.

On to the fun part, the reception. After a quick stop at the nearest bar (literally, it was a block from the church). The whole crew headed out to Giants Ridge for the rest of the night. I was actually pleased to find Jamie didn’t have a date since I didn’t either. We drank and danced the night away. I ended up horfing up some beer pretty early in the night and pretty much quit drinking after that. I also caught most of the Wild game at the bar. They lost. Again! I’m just hoping they aren’t a repeat of last season.

Sunday I stopped by the parents house to spend some time with them. Hannah was gone camping, so I didn’t get a chance to see her. As usual my mom couldn’t spend enough time talking to me. Though I have to say it is nice to talk to them even if they do parent me a little too much for my liking. I’m 24 and I’ve been an adult for quite a few years now. As painful as it is to watch me make mistakes, let me make them. It’s the only way I’m going to figure things out.

The Burns’ (and dog) caught a ride back to Minneapolis with me. It almost felt like going back to college. Packing all kinds of stuff into one car, the fall weather. It almost would have if they still lived next door. Anyway, I dropped them off at their house and was back to my place around 6.