I move into my new big girl apartment (by myself...yikes!) tomorrow, so the no blogging streak can finally end. Hooray! I like to take the summers off from blogging, mostly because I want to be with friends and family much more than sit in front of a computer. Bleh.
So, my step-brother, Mike, married Jenny, this tiny little blond thing who is quite possibly the most adorable woman I've ever seen. She's as sweet as pie. The wedding was in a botanical garden, and only had about 50 people (I'm terrible at estimations, but I think it around that number). It was the most beautiful wedding I've ever been to. It makes me want to have a small wedding! I brought Bradton, one of my very good friend with whom I work, and we had a blast. He caught the garter and I caught the bouquet...that was the source of much amusement for my family. Sorry fam, he's just a friend! The motel we stayed at was...an adventure. Oh gosh...it deserves its own paragraph.
The Ashley Motel is...um...sort of like a brothel and a crack den mixed together with a toothless, racist staff, dirty bathtubs, no air conditioning (dirty fans graciously provided), and seedy neighbors who told Bradton to "get that" and complimented me on my "badonk." Yes. Quality folks. I think think there was a meth lab on one side of us and heroin-addicted ex-convicts on the other. I feared for my life, and feared for Bradton's even more (he's Black, and according to the nice bartender at Applebee's, the Ashley motel is known for its less-than-open-minded owners and guests.) Jeez. We left at 7am. I had to ring the doorbell of the house next door, nearly get attacked by a schnauzer, and inhale enough cigarette smoke to cause emphysema for the entire county population just to drop the key off. I said "thank you" and she said "yeah *COUGH COUGH HAAAACK COUGH COUGH* ok." I think I did 85 out of the parking lot and continued until we hit Richmond and rewarded ourselves for surviving with pancakes at IHOP.
I lost my digital camera (I think it was stolen at Freedom Schools nationals, actually), and so I have no pictures of the wedding, Freedom Schools this year, or my new apartment. I think I'm going to use some of my student loans refund to buy a new one. Ugh, I don't want to have to do that. Crap. Everything is moved out to the garage, with the exception of my computer and one load of laundry. Hooray! Any advice or helpful hints about anything related to living on my own are greatly appreciated. Leave some comments.
I spent the past few days at the Cookes' in the 'Burg. It was delightful! Lucy seemed to remember me right away, which was a relief. Laura and I picked up right where we left off, and I think we began driving Andrew nuts again within the first few hours. :o) I also got to see Carlie, another friend from school, which was very nice. It sometimes just takes one post-school visit to solidify a friendship for life. You just have to put in that extra effort to say "yes, I want to continue this friendship after college"--at least I hope that's all it really takes. Mr. Bill, a professor who has always been my mentor and, that last semester, my savior with a mercy B so I could keep my 3.5 GPA, took some time out of his busier-than-God schedule to hang out and chat with me. He always has such great words of wisdom for me.
I need to finish up a bit of laundry, head to the bank, and do a few other last minute things, so I'll say goodbye for now. Since this is a public blog, I won't post my new address here, but comment that you want it, with your email address, and I will send it to you!
Lots of love,
Suz
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