6.23.2007

We're here!

So, we got to Chicago after a longer flight than what we're used to, and we had to wait at the airport for a minute because Southwest updated my dad incorrectly - they told him we wouldn't get in until 9:20ish, but we ended up landing at 8:55. Oh well. My 16 year old brother was driving, so that made the trip home even more interesting. Of course, the usual banter ensues - "How's your job?" (I hate my job, I'm ready to slit my wrist) "Paul, how is the shop?" (He was ready to get away as well...) "You ready for this huge family picture?" (Oh yeah...good times). I love my family, but they're weird at times...

So after an excursion to check out bridesmaid's dresses at Ann Taylor with my future sister in law yesterday (the dresses are "watermelon"...woo hoo), we drove to Michigan. I find out while driving the three hours (or so) that my little brother is drinking, my other brother's youth group is giving him shiny, sequined dresses to wear (long story) and some of their single MILFs are hitting on him (um...yeah, there's no extra comments to make about that), and my mother is now drinking wine (my parents are committed to not drinking during their Bible Study, which meets during the school year, but apparently, the summer is ok to be a lush...) - wow. Super great trip. Super great.

Then we get to this Lodge. My entire mom's side of the family is staying in the same house. It's not as bad as it sounds at all, but since there are 6 married couples and only 5 bedrooms, Paul and I get the boot almost automatically because we're the youngest. Now, this sounds pretty crappy, and it is, for the most part. You have to understand that I'm the oldest grandchild, and I'm married. It's weird for everyone. So, needless to say, we get to sleep in a HUGE room with my two brothers, my future sis-in-law, and all of my cousins. Party room...excellent...

The lodge has wireless internet, though, so thanks to my Uncle Alan for allowing me to partake of his computer right now.

I'll continue to update...don't worry. This weekend is already proving to be something worthy of many blogs...

1 comment:

Unknown said...

That would have been the part when I yelled across the room to my husband... HOTEL...FIND ONE!