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This weekend I smashed more things into 2.5 days that I ever thought possible. (actually I'm sure I've done more in 2.5 days before it just felt REALLY busy)

Friday:

• End class early because my ONE student is giving me a headache.
• Go home and fall asleep on couch instead of packing because I had 2.25 hours of sleep.
• Realize that if I don't get on the road I'm going to be late to see "The Wizard of Oz" with friends back in my hometown.
• Throw a bunch of shit into a bag and jump in the car.
• Drive 2 hours to my Parent's house.
• Go see "The Wizard of Oz" at the Community College back home, and make fun of it the whole time.
• Head to Applebee's for some late night snackage and chatty time with the Gay Boys.

Saturday:

• Wake up amazingly early for a weekend at my parent's.
• Head down to the park for the annual art show with my mother.
• Buy earrings and soap and avoid people I haven't talked to in years for a reason.
• Get home in just enough time to get ready for a wedding.
• Cry at wedding and look forward to the open bar.
• Flirt with Theology Guy via text message during entire reception.

(Looked way HOT at the wedding BTW, here is proof):

• Had slightly awkward encounter with a groomsman that I briefly shared a romantic interlude with a while back.
• Got over the awkward moment and danced our asses off.
• After a few hours of dancing, looked more like a sweaty freak:

• Hit a local bar after the wedding. Saw more people I haven't talked to in years for a reason.
• Reminded myself to never go back to that bar when I'm visiting. EVER.

Sunday:

• Woke up hungover. Awesome.
• Breakfast with High School best friend and his family.
• Held the freakin cutest little baby over pancakes.
• Lunch with the grandparents,parents and aunt and uncle from the east coast.
• Hung out at the grandparent's house and caught up with the aunt and uncle.
• A little shopping and some coffee with Mom.
• Stop for a burger and bathroom on the way home and nearly kill the freaks working behind the counter.
• Arrive home and pass out from exhaustion.

I'm sure there are some of you that would call shenanigans on me and say that wasn't a busy weekend at all compared to yours, but I don't care. It was really nice to get away from here for a weekend. Seeing some folks I haven't seen in a long time and spending time with the family. It's always nice to be around people that love you no matter what.