ROBIEWANKENOBIE

my brother got married this weekend. it was fairly awesome in a really awesome way of awesomeness. he and his new bride kept glancing at each other in a nervous excitement...giddy look that said, "hey! we're really married now!" me likey. also? their receiving line fed directly into a ben & jerry's ice cream bar. that's what i'm talking about.

during my free time, i went out clubbing with my nieces. i may be old, but i still has a little bit o' dance in me yet. the best part of the evening may have been when a nice strapping young man moved around to dance with me...it's been about a gabzillion years since i've been in this situation...it took me awhile to realize what was going on. ms. socially awkward. i is her. anywhoo...he said that it was amazing to dance with me. yeah, baby. that's what i'm talkin' 'bout. in reality? i just flashed him a grin when the music changed and ran away. heh. it was great to see my niece in context, and i really love her friends.

the next night i ran away with a friend that i grew up with in new york. we didn't spend all our time talking about the good ole days, which is the really annoying part of meeting up with old friends. i got to meet her posse, adore her darling house, and drink the best mojito on the planet.

there was a family breakfast which included my mom's best friend, and my late uncle's boyfriend (i haven't seen either in years). lots of family goodness.