Wedding = Family Overload

Last weekend, Jenine and I drove down to the south side of Massachusetts (twice, actually) to see my cousin Peggy get married, and of course for the accompanying festivities as well.

On Saturday we sat around in the hotel lobby enjoying various continental breakfast remnants, and then proceeded to the late-afternoon ceremony. The wedding was, if I am right, Episcopalian in nature. My cousin Jamie, who is currently in seminary, gave a nice Homily. It was nice to be at a wedding but not in it for a change, because though I have certainly enjoyed the honor of participating in my friends' weddings, not having to worry about my performance was a pleasure.

The reception featured a fabulous array of food including, of course, great champagne and wine. My sister drove back with us that night to see our apartment and chat, and the next morning we all headed out for a delicious breakfast and more socializing. Finally, after a few more inevitable conversations on spirituality and the like, we headed home, glad to see all the family but mentally exhausted from all the social activity.

My parents stayed with us on Monday evening, and we all stuffed our faces with seafood at Legal Sea Foods for dinner, the key lime pie somehow sliding down my gullet into the last available nook, right between the lobster and the scallops.