This week I discovered the office candy jar. The day after I discovered how big a hit it was when there were only tootsie rolls left (there were definitely at least 25 reeses cups in there the day before!) Just another one of those things that kept me pumped up after my crazy weekend–
I am not a frequent flier. I visit the airport perhaps a few times a year as of late; however, I pride myself in somehow being able to avoid any type of extreme delay. So “extreme” delays did not cross my mind when I scheduled a 7pm flight out of DCA to land in BOS at 8:30pm and see the movie Bridesmaids with several of my own bridesmaids at 10pm in the city that same night.
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Murphy’s Law just happened to be on my side this weekend. Everything was all good until after the baggage check-in attendant told me if I was 2 minutes later he would not have been able to help me. Irony considering I had to wait another 4 hours until I even knew what gate to go to or before anyone knew what plane my bag was supposed to be on.
I typically try to stick with JetBlue because they have comfy seats, offer you free snacks and Dunkins coffee, and have the badass flight attendant that stole those beers last year. Alas, I care about affordability more and was flying Delta. I haven’t flown Delta since a Disney World trip in elementary school, but it happened to be the cheapest thing out of DC (although nothings ever cheap when flying out of DC, that’s why you go to Baltimore…wow, another brownie point for Baltimore, maybe they’re moving up the ranks in my book).
After almost starting to cry in the middle of the terminal b/c at this point all hope of hanging out with my friends at the movies had disappeared, I was able to board the plane with free Delta voucher in hand (I learned the free-voucher cut-off is typically a 3+ hour wait).
By the time I landed in Boston it was about 12:30am and trusty Maid of Honor Elizabeth was waiting outside with mutual friend Amanda in tow. I probably couldn’t have been happier with these two, sitting through the McDonalds drive through line at 1am and gossiping in the kitchen until 3:30am. Thanks you two!
My cousin’s bridal shower was the following day (the primary reason I was back in New England to begin with), and it was great. Alyssa received so many fabulous gifts and her maid of honor’s mom was a caterer extraordinaire.
By this time I was kind of bummed I didn’t get to see Bridesmaids. This has been a downer moving away from all my old girlfriends – no more go-to chick flick friends. But somehow Saturday night I ended up in a packed theater of 20-something females with my mom and dad watching it. 1) We’re crazy, 2) My parents will pretty much do anything if it means getting to hang out with me when I’m around. If you know my mom she has a pretty recognizable laugh, or should I say “snort”. Thankfully, the movie was pretty hilarious and everyone else was laughing and, or snorting. I think my dad might have even chuckled a bit.
To close I need to stop having these wedding nightmares. It’s getting a little ridiculous. It used to be the same situation – I’d wake up, the wedding would be that day and I wouldn’t have anything done, no invites, no nothing. Last night though my dad somehow changed into jeans and was totally not dressed right to take me down the aisle which is very unlike him and it really bothered me! (well the version of me in my dream). Hopefully these will eventually go away…
okay, out. for real.
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Happy Birthday Jen!!!