After the mayhem of last week’s classes, the weekend was truly a welcome relief. Friday night I zipped home after class for Saturday’s big event. That big event being Jon Abad and Emily Abad’s wedding party. It was well attended and the crowd was wonderful. It’s always a joy hanging out with the WPI folks. Kurt was wearing his snazzy new hat, Tim and Ian had their snazzy new motorcycles, and Jon had his snazzy new wife. Congrats Jon!
That night I spent some time with my folks and grabbed dinner with Chef Sarah. And then stayed up too late playing fantastic contraption. (WARNING: DO NOT PLAY. EVER.)
On Sunday I drove back to CT. Around three I went to Vivienne’s place. We baked cupcakes, watched IRON MAN, and then ate some Indian food. Vivienne’s kitchen… gad zooks. It was disgustingly well stocked. The kitchen is graced with two fridges and three freezers, all bursting with fullness. There were cupboards everywhere full of both common and completely uncommon foodstuffs. A truly remarkable place.
And all that leads up to this morning. I’m sitting at Bradley airport waiting for my plane to start loading (6am departure). For whatever reason, the airport is playing polka music. Adding polka to an already draining scenario, like travel, is really pretty strange. It’s kind of like a weird Disney movie.