Tuesday, August 28, 2007

More Pictures

The Fam--it's a shame that Dad's eyes aren't open. This is just about as close to a good picture as we've ever taken. Not really a photogenic bunch, us Glovers.

The Wedding Party--10 of the coolest people Abby and John have ever met.

Dad is a dancing fool. This particular boogie was done to the tune of Thriller. I wish Alan had captured the "zombie hands," because they were spectacular. Ever since he learned how to do the cha-cha, Dad has been a very confident dancer.

Friday, August 24, 2007

Summer of Love

We only went to three weddings this summer, ours included, but it felt like a lot more than that. I learned a lot:
-One should not drink three glasses of champagne BEFORE one participates in a marriage ceremony
-Always sign the marriage license in black ink
-Traveling to New Jersey a minivan, while it makes logistical sense, does not translate into a good time
-North Carolina is the hottest place on earth
-Weddings make me cry. A lot.

So, we just returned from my sister's wedding in North Carolina. She has been married a whole 6 days, and from all reports, it's going pretty well. We had a lovely time--it was a very emotional weekend, though. I started crying during the wedding, which happens all the time--I cry at all major life events. My own wedding, a commencement speech at my Syracuse graduation, every time I leave a job (even if it's a job I hate)... I just can't help it. It's what I do. Anyway, I started crying and I just didn't stop! I think the majority of it was the fact that I was saying goodbye to the fam that night (we left early the next morning), and I just hate that. I hate saying goodbye.

Anyway, North Carolina, though lovely, is indeed the hottest place I have ever been. I spent most of my 5 days there sweating, complaining about being sweaty, or taking a shower to wash off the sweat. It's gross, I know. But so so true. The funniest thing was, the natives didn't seem to mind, while everyone from Michigan was wandering around with a slightly dazed look on their faces, clutching at bottles of water.

But enough about the details... The wedding itself was wonderful. Abby, as always, looked beautiful. And John was great--he was so excited. You could see it in his eyes that he had no second thoughts and that he felt like the luckiest guy in the world to be marrying my sister. Of course, he is...

The lead-up to the wedding was spectacular. Parties, parties, and more parties!

A bachelorette party:


Recovery from sports:

Wedding preparations:

Celebrating with Dad:

More pictures will come.

Congrats to Abby and John!

Friday, August 3, 2007


So, I guess I'm managing about one blog a month. It's so crazy how time slips past you in the summer.

But it's not like I've just been hanging out in front of the air conditioner this whole time. We have been all over the place in the last month or so, and we're gearing up for one more big trip in a couple weeks. We haven't even fully unpacked our suitcases--it just doesn't seem worth it.

In the middle of the month, we went back to Roscommon and we had SUCH a good time. Since moving away from Rosco, and since moving to Boston in particular, I have such an appreciation for the time I get to spend up north. This place has NOTHING on northern Michigan, especially right now--it's 93 degrees outside.

Boston @ 93 degrees * concrete * stinky trash in the allies * walking everywhere = :(

That was just a little view into my life as an analyst. Nothing is simple anymore...

Anyway, we did have such a good time. My parents threw us a combo party/bridal shower for Abby where I got to see all of my old friends and Eric got to meet them all. We spent a whole day out on the lake with an old high school friend and got fried to a crisp (hurt, but was totally worth it). I finally got the last Harry Potter book and everyone left me alone for the 7 or so hours it took me to read it... Heaven.

The weekend after that, we took a trip down to Princeton, NJ to attend Eric's cousin Brett's wedding to his lovely bride Katherine. It was a great wedding, and we had a really nice time. But the trip as a whole was nothing short of excruciating. There was a big accident on the highway on Friday morning, which forced us to sit on said highway for THREE HOURS, traveling about 8 miles. Then, because we were late by 3 hours, we hit New York City at 5:30. It took us 10 hours to get to Princeton.

We were in a minivan with Eric's parents and sister and brother-in-law. We all like each other, thankfully, but have decided that we will no longer be traveling in the minivan together in the future. It's for the best.

Next on the list is a weekend of rest and recouperation (and cleaning the house!). I'm pretty excited about having no plans. :)