Mid-Atlantic

I am sitting here in Media, PA waitching a true mid-Atlantic downpour. After spending the morning doing geneological research (I'm going to get copies of birth and marriage certificates tomorrow for the Important Passport Application) and eating far more leftover potato salad than I ever thought possible, the dark muggy sky finally opened up and it is raining with as much force and fury and heat as I've only seen here.

It has been incredible to be back. After the Heathrow debaucle, getting re-adjusted to being surrounded by friends and wedding madness was lovely if disconcerting. Especially since my first day back we bought Spackle and powertools to assemble a giant cake Nick had designed and built in san francisco.
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We then frosted and decorated it with stolen flowers from around the hotel, then inserted some topless boys.


In some sort of summary, it was a great weekend. After the party Friday there was a picnic Saturday, an exciting rehearsal dinner Saturday night (with a literature explosion I'm -still- excited by) and of course Sunday was the rehearsal, the getting ready, and the wedding. Absolutely beautiful ceremony, and Kate and Rob are very much in love in one of the healthiest relationships I've ever seen. It was a pleasure to be around them together, and that makes me deeply happy.

When I first met Kate at the Swarthmore ice cream social, the first words I said to her were "Oh! Kate! Like the Taming of the shrew. I'll remember that." And I did. Is she tamed? Unclear, but doubtful. Same goes for Rob. What good people. And now I guess we're all growing up...