Am I dating myself again?
Today is my first semi-lazy weekend day in a LOOOOONNNNNG time, and I spent the first bit driving much too fast to get Charles and Jenny to the airport in time to make their car rental appointment. From Sea-Tac they'll be driving to Olympia as Charles' "kid" sister (who is 30 people) is gettin' hitched, today.
It's amazing to what lengths we'll go to for family. I was in Baja CA on a sailboat when I got the call that my older brother's wedding was on. I did make it...it involved some scary little Mexican prop planes, but I got there.
If I ever get married again? Vegas, baby, Vegas. Or better yet, they have these "justice of the peace" dealies at city hall? Yeah, cuz Vegas might involve a chapel and I have this intense fear of lightning striking whenever I set foot in churches. I think it's a product of being my father's daughter. When my age and asked if he was going to church? "No, mija, me hace daño." ("No, dear, it's bad for my health.") Is it a wonder, really, that I came out the way I have?
Right, just me and the poor sucker...I mean dearly beloved, and a witness, what more do you need, really? Oh, and cake. Preferably Pastel de Tres Leches, but an ice-cream pie would do in a pinch. Such a romantic I've become, eh?
Okay, there are loads of laundry screaming at me, as well as a little sock that MUST get finished before the end of the month. This "work" thing? Man, it gets in the way of livin' but like all get-out. What a LAZY day I'm havin'. (Can you just see the sarcasm dripping off that one?)