It's April?

Where did that come from? Things have been busy. My sister got married (more on that later) my other sister is ready to have her baby boy named Wolfgang (well at least that's what I've decided), I landed a new job downtown D.C, my brother, the man that is, made the varsity lacrosse team as a freshmen, and today marks my parents' 31st wedding anniversary.

need I go on?

I will for the sake of details.

First, the wedding. I don't want to sound corny or cliche, but the wedding was perfect. All

aspects really. The colors looked great together, my sister wore a great-gatsby-like feather in her chignon, the ceremony was emotional but meaninful, the reception was a good time, and they left at 3. I for one wasn't so "good" after that. To say I was weapy was an understatement. I will try and paint the picture of my dramatic debut. That evening my family got together to relax and eat pizza. I came in, laid on the floor, and cried. Very uncharacteristic of myself, although very refreshing. I couldn't even tell you why exactly those emotions came out, but all I'm saying is that it was necessary.

Don't be mistaken, I definitely wasn't crying about my new brother-in-law. I couldn't have asked for two (both sisters' husbands) better pseudo-brothers. Although very different from each other, these two men add some pretty incredible character and fun dynamics to our family. I told the newest addition that our plan worked, that he just had to marry my sister so we could be related. Victory.

Second, my pregnant sister is a trouper. Not only was she 8 months pregnant during the wedding, but she did it without complaining, and looked absolutely adorable. Already outstanding parents, my sister and brother-in-law will knock this one out of the park. (That probably didn't go with "parenting" as nicely as I would have liked). Nonetheless, props to all moms who know that the only way out of their pregnancy, is to have the baby.

Third, my new job. I commute about an hour and 8 minutes to work every day. I'm one of those girls who wears tennis shoes with their work clothes. I'm pretty sure I used to make fun of them, so once again, jokes on me. I'm a receptionist. You may have remembered that I love office supplies, and now I have access to them anytime I want. I'm living the dream.

Fourth, my brother is the man. Not only did he make varsity as a freshmen, he made varsity on the East Coast. That's big time. Not that his ego needs any more help, but I will brag about this accomplishment until the next big thing.

And last but certainly not least, my parents are celebrating their 31st wedding anniversary today. They've been married more than half of their lives. To quote the Impressive Clergyman from Princess Bride, "wuv, tru wuv, will fowow you foweva, so tweasure your wuv." Thank you to mom and dad for always treasuring your love and commitment to each other and being an example we can hope to emulate.