(this post is dedicated to all the single white male 27-year old Brians out there in the world with three dogs who like to read mommy blogs)
Actually, this post might be mis-titled. I am really only up until 11, but it honestly feels like all night at this point.
Tonight I had the night all to myself! and 200 other people at a wedding.
My husband had to work late and had to miss this wedding. So I flew solo. I cannot even recall the last time I did this.
The wedding was a mini-class reunion. I saw a few people I went to school with, and I thought they'd be all like "Wow, you look great!" while thinking "Wow, you got fat!" Well, maybe they did think that. I don't know, I'm not in their brains. I made sure to work into every conversation that I just had a baby five months ago. That's not even six months ago, so cut me some slack.
The highlight of my night was probably when I received a text from my mom saying I forgot to pack clean underwear for my oldest daughter. Okay, ma! Let me get right on that, after I eat my chicken marsala.
Another highlight was when a classmate reminded me of when we were in 7th grade and I accidentally tripped him when he had a broken collar bone. Oh my gosh I laughed so hard. Then and now. No, not really then. I'm not that mean!
I also really enjoyed the wedding because of seeing all the white people try to dance.
All in all it was a good night.
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