My best friend and his wife got married this weekend... again. They're the ones who had originally planned a big fancy ceremony in Houston on Sept. 24, which was cancelled by that bitch of a hurricane Rita.
The only available time to redo the wedding was this past weekend. Super Bowl Weekend. Great.
It was a long trip down there and an even longer, hungover trip back.
But I had a really good time.
Spent too much money and missed the first half of the Super Bowl.
But I had a really good time.
I got to see an old friend who lives far, far away this weekend. Like middle of the Pacific Ocean far away.
She's the older sister of a girl I grew up with. Really intelligent. Kind of slutty in high school.
She's an absolutely gorgeous cajun woman now. Long brown hair, piercing green eyes, and a trophy wife's body.
Because that's exactly what she is now. A trophy wife.
She use to be one of those traveling nurses. She'd be in Cali one month and Carolina the next.
That was until she got a gig in Hawaii. She never really came back from that one. Met her husband the second day.
He's a doctor.
and a lawyer.
He's a hybrid Doctor/Lawyer badass poolshark, bar tab-buying Hawaiian. Who already has two kids. Another hero for my collection.
They live on one island and commute by plane to the big island for work and school.
Some people have all the luck.
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
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