One of my best friends in the world got married in July. I made my way to the East Coast to be a part of her beautiful day. I flew out of Seattle on a Wednesday night; I took a non-stop red eye to Baltimore with the hope that I could get some sleep and avoid taking off an extra day of work. The sleeping part didn't work too well; I only got about three hours of sleep during the flight. My sister picked me up at the Baltimore airport on Thursday morning and we made our way straight to the Pentagon, where she works. Briana gave me a mini-tour of the Pentagon, we ate lunch, and she sent me on my way via the Metro to Northern Virginia. Michelle picked me up at a metro stop and we spent the afternoon getting food, much-needed coffee, and primping. The evening was spent rehearsing, eating, drinking, and catching up.
Robb wasn't able to come to the wedding, his cancer treatments this year took up all his vacation days. But I was so lucky that my Dad was visiting DC from Florida for business that week. He decided to stay the weekend to be my date at the wedding (my parents love Michelle and vice versa). I love spending time with my dad, plus he danced with me and was my designated driver. The wedding was simply gorgeous. And the night was filled with dancing and fun - my legs hurt for two days afterwards. And of course it was wonderful visiting with Michelle, seeing Michelle and Jason pledge eternal love, and celebrate with such fantastic people. I felt so privileged to be a part of their day.