Did I mention my quest to find shoes for the wedding? DSW is pretty much my go-to store to find whatever pair of shoes will get the job done for any given event. I have stopped by DSW on the way to a wedding, all decked out in make-up and a loverly dress, simply to find a pair of shoes to wear that day. It always works and I always love the shoes. My goal for this dress were to find a close toed, silver pair of shoes that had a little bit wider of a heel (and weren't 6 inches tall). Melissa came with and managed to find a few pairs that tickled her fancy before I realized, to my complete dismay, that DSW had failed me. There were absolutely no shoes that fit the bill. As I forlornly meandered one last time through all the rows, hoping something might be adequate, I spotted them. They certainly did not fit my criteria (as they are quite strappy and open-toed) but absolutely adorable and I cannot wait to wear them again for Sabrina's wedding this summer. I figured with a simple pedicure, I would suck up the cold and wear these ridiculously summery shoes with my strapless, knee-length blue dress. This may not seem very interesting to most but I think there are enough of you out there who can appreciate the satisfaction I felt knowing I had bought the perfect shoes.
I digress...the reception was amazing and Megan looked fantastic doing the rounds. I think the Brazil wedding was obviously wonderful because she was actually getting married but I would imagine this night, being able to share her joy with her friends and family, was also very special for Megan.
I stayed up late with Mike and Sarah yet again because I was trying to check in for my flight on-line. And was unsuccessful. It was frustrating. Sunday proved to be my most remarkable adventure of the weekend and I am still amazed at how well everything fell into place. Sarah and Mike made me a yummy pancake breakfast. I got into a fight with the airline who tried to tell me I couldn't check in on-line because the other leg of my flight was cancelled. Their computer could not comprehend how I could be in DC when I didn't fly on their flight to get there. I was going to have to just hope for a good seat when I arrived at the airport - absolutely unacceptable so I fought the good fight for about 40 minutes. And won - window seat assignment secured. Whew!
The real race began as I left to meet my sisters and Mieke for dim sum in Rosslyn. Jen was confident this place would not have any wait so we were just planning on meeting up at 11:30 so we could slide in and I could slide out a 1 to meet Holly. Imagine my surprise when there were at least 50 people waiting outside the restaurant when I arrived. It was Chinese New Year's. That still makes me giggle. And we were worried about people out and about for Valentine's Day! Erica saved the day, however, by getting there 20 minutes early so we didn't wait long before being seated. And Mieke saved the day by taking all the ordering upon herself. And so it was I was 10 minutes early heading off to meet Holly.
Long story short, I spend an hour driving to meet Holly (with no delay), an hour chatting with her and baby Ben in Barnes and Noble, and an hour speeding back to NoVa to meet Corey, Nate, and Kate for dinner at the Silver Diner. (side note: There was a man sitting at our table in B&N listening to I'm Yours by Jason Mraz over and over again. When I commented how much I loved the song, he tells me he's looking for a certain version of the song and turns his computer towards me. Thinking I am seeing a rare Jason Mraz video, I am a little shocked to see the image of a soldier whose body has been blown off from the waist down trying to crawl down the street. I wasn't sure what to do with that.)
So to the Silver Diner where I cleaned out my car and packed before chowing down with good friends. Then Corey drove me to the airport by 7:30, I went through security by 8:00, sorted through all my mail by 8:30, and was asleep by my window seat (on a 1/4 full flight - no joke) at 10:15. It may not seem like a rough day of adventure, but there was no way, on paper, this day should have worked out. I was happy to see my friends but even happier to be home. The next week proved stressful for various reasons but, ultimately, despite being told I was crazy for doing so, I was really happy to have gone home for Megan's Wedding Part Deux. And for those I saw, I love you all and will be seeing you in a few short months.
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