Michigan Fun........

This weekend we attended a wedding of a very dear friend of ours in Dundee, Michigan. We dropped the dogs off at the kennels on Friday then set off for the wedding.

It was lovely, very proper and fun at the same time. When the Wedding March is interrupted by the Ohio State Fight Song* you know it's all going uphill from there!

However, I'm guessing that opening the huge church doors and catching my toes and ripping the skin off them then dropping a rather loud F-Bomb in a very echoey place won't make me any closer to God. Good job I'm not religious then.

It was a nice break from remodeling the bathroom for George and just nice to get to see Sarah and some other people I hadn't seen in a couple of years. It was nice to see the kids dressed up and having fun too!

We came back today, picked up the dogs from the kennels, and came home to chill for a while. I say chill in the most sarcastic way because right now, the weather is anything BUT chilly. This afternoon it was 95 degrees, that's about 35 for you Europeans (I know you probably already know that but whatever...........) which called for a fully clothed jump into the pool.

The kids seemed to enjoy their first proper wedding but were confused by many things. Daniel has sworn off getting married EVER and Georgia? Well, George won't let her get married till she's at least 35 so we are good there........ But one thing I DO love about weddings. All married couples sitting in the aisles look at each other, remember when it was their day, nod and shake their heads in agreement with the preacher when he is telling the Bride & Groom about "Loving" and "Understanding" and "Comforting" your other half and how it isn't always an easy path they are taking. Every now and again, if they are fortunate, someone will shout "Run for the Hills while you still can......" I joke, I joke... But as I said earlier, it was a fun wedding and I'm glad we went.

This coming week, while George is finishing the bedroom and replacing more doors upstairs, I shall be trying to get us all ready for our vacation to Punta Cana. I am looking forward to that if I do say so myself.

Now, I shall go and jump into the pool again, this time with my swimsuit on. Plus I need to recover from the shock of posting twice in less than a week.

Georgia and Dan

3000 miles. 4000 photographs. 24 roses and I don't care if you are as old as the Titanic, you're holding us up bitch!

As you know, the past few days have been days of much travelling, much love and the usual crap that happens to me on a daily basis. We have travelled to Pennsylvania, Michigan, West Virginia and ended up yesterday in New York of all places. We drove and we flew and we walked miles and miles and miles, all in the name of love.

You see, today is our 8th wedding anniversary and we decided a bit back that we should spend more 'quality' time together so, a couple of weeks ago we made plans to travel, see places and people and generally just chill out and remark to each other how "lucky we are" and stuff like that.

In Pennsylvania we saw old relatives. In Michigan, we saw a favorite place of ours. West Virginia? We gambled and won. In New York we walked and enjoyed the full experience of Times Square, Central Park and everything that IS NYC!

New York? I know it's corny, but I *heart* NY! Everything about it! I physically ached by the time we arrived home, which is another story in itself! We were due to leave Newark at 8:30 pm. At 8:15 pm, when we saw not one Continental desk person, we knew we were in trouble. Eventually, a Northwest staffer had to come and help! We were on the plane, and after sitting for 20 minutes we were advised that some people from an international flight were making their way through to our flight and that we would wait "10 minutes" for them. Half an hour later (after already sitting for 50 minutes!!!) some people came aboard, out of breath after running the length and breadth of Newark airport, apologising for the F*$# up Immigration caused! We thought that we would set off after that, but the airport Gods said "Noooooo". Another 15 minutes passed by which time people were getting PISSED, then all of a sudden we some some little Mother Theresa look-a-like woman, 802 years old, hobbling slowly onto the plane and being placed gingerly, into a seat (AT THE FRONT OF THE PLANE I MIGHT ADD!). Can you even imagine how annoyed the family of runners were now feeling? The pilot came across the Tanoy and said we would NOW be setting off and he thanked us for our patience. Huh. Like we had a choice. The plane pulled back, moved forward then we stopped. Lo and behold we were in a queue. After sitting there for ANOTHER 20 minutes, we were then told our plane was about 6th in line and we would be setting off soon. "Again, thanks for your patience"...... We made it home at about midnight last night, exhausted but not so much that we didn't download ALL our pictures!

As I mentioned earlier, today was our anniversary. 8 years. 8 years of love, mistakes, arguments, make-ups, laughter, smiles and all out enjoyment. I have to say that through it all, even the hard times, it has totally been worth it. George sent me flowers today. 24 roses.

8 for the friendshp
8 for the love
8 for the years of marriage

Today, after the past 5 days of travel and rushing around, was a day of rest and relaxation. We made a spa appointment at The Glenmoor Country Club and had a couples massage for almost an hour, then we had lunch there, followed by a luxurious hot-tub soak. During the massage I felt every step I took in NYC just drain out of me with every stroke. Brilliant.

Dinner tonight was at our favorite restaurant, Bistro 44, now we are home.

Relaxed.
Happy.
At peace.
Rejuvenated.

Exactly how we should feel after 8 years of marriage :)

So that's what I've been doing the past few days. Here, are some slideshows of the places we've been. Feel free to have a look.

West Virginia

New York City