That pretty much sums up my weekend.

JeT’s Grandmother passed away and the funeral was on Friday. It was an all-day affair: funeral home, mass, graveside service, reception. It was a long day for the family, but they held up pretty well.

That evening was PRD’s second home-team bout: Mob Squad vs The Rats. The Rats won. I didn’t see any of the game, though, since I was at the ticket table the whole time. I didn’t want to leave the other girl there by herself, and she couldn’t leave me there alone because I was putting out little fires all evening. I don’t think I want to do that again. It was stressful and annoying. Everyone who saw the bout said it was awesome. The Rats win means that we’ll be playing them for the next two home games, which is cool. And thanks to Monsieur Renard for working the bakesale table for the first half. Thanks also to friends who came out to watch the bout; I’ll be skating in the August bouts.
The after-party was, um… pretty awesome. Those of you who were there, or received texts and phone calls from me, or heard about it all the next day, know that it was EPIC. That is all.

Saturday was Laura and Aaron’s wedding, which was really fun. The ceremony was quite nice. The minister had a wicked Boston brahmin accent, they walked in to “Shipping up to Boston,” and the last song was “Dirty Water.” We were lame and forgot the camera. Laura looked beautiful, and Aaron was quite dapper. They all (including the bride) wore chucks with their fancy clothes. Laura’s were satin. We danced, we laughed, it was super great.

It was such a busy couple of days, I feel like I should have more to say about it. I guess I’m still exhausted.

I leave for Montreal on Friday, then it’s off to Maryland for two weeks. This place is a wreck and I haven’t even begun to think about packing. Need to employ some house gnomes to do it all for me.