A Wonderful Wedding

Darrell and I celebrated the wedding of one of my dear friends from high school up in Duluth, Minnesota, this past weekend. While we had an incredibly good time, we both feel like we need a weekend to recover from our weekend.

Friday night we drove as far as Minneapolis and met up with some friends. Even though we were spending the rest of the weekend with them at the wedding, we couldn't help but open some wine and spend some time catching up. Thankfully we were able to sleep in Saturday morning before cramming five people into Darrell's Saturn Ion for the trip up to Duluth. The wedding itself was beautifully traditional (no photos because I left my camera in the car when we got to the church!), and the reception was fantastic. Not only was everything so perfectly reflective of the bride and groom, but the food was to die for. I'm not even kidding. Seriously the best beef tenderloin I've ever had. If I had been smart I would have taken a picture of it, but I was so busy eating as much of it as I could that the thought never crossed my mind. They also had pie for dessert instead of cake, which was equally as good. At the end of the night they put out "to-go" containers for people to take the leftover pie home in, and I may or may not have left with an entire raspberry cream pie (made with a meringue crust!). I did stop eating long enough to get a few pictures at the reception.

Our friend Kristen giving a fantastic toast to the Newlyweds, Amy and Matt

Amy and Matt sharing their their first dance to the fabulous jazz quartet that provided the music

All the girls from high school that were able to make it--half of which are now married! (Whitney and I on the ends, and Amy in the middle.) Katie (in the red scarf) is getting married in two months so we're excited to have another reason to get together so soon!

We may have celebrated a little too late into the night, so I was really grateful to have additional passengers on the way back to Minneapolis from Duluth because it meant that someone else could ride shot-gun while I napped in the back, at least for the first few hours. Once we dropped off our passengers in Minneapolis it was my job again to entertain Darrell from the shot-gun position, and thanks to plenty of caffeine and a few stops we had no issues making it home. Major props to my dear husband for driving the whole fifteen hours--although that's one of the consequences of taking his far more fuel-efficient manual car!

Now if only we had been able to sleep in until ten this morning life would have been great. Only four more days until another weekend--and hopefully one with a lot less driving!