Day 4: Lost, found, weddings, and taking back sunday

I didn't have much to write yesterday, so nothing got written. I went to work, came home, did some laundry while watching the first three episodes of Girls season 1 which I can do now that our friends have invited us to the wonderful family that is HBO-GO, and then ate out with the BF because today, I'm leaving for Vegas until Sunday night. My best friend is getting married. I feel the need to say that they live in Vegas, it's not a destination wedding. And that they live there because he's in the air force. I think people, or maybe it's just me, get a certain idea about a place like Vegas when you say you're going there for a wedding. Last time I went, it wasn't for casinos and frivolity either, but for the birth of their son, my "nephew" (WHO GOOD GOD I AM SO EXCITED TO SEE I AM GOING TO CUDDLE THE SHIT OUT OF HIM).

Anyway, Usually your best friend's wedding is a big to-do, but this is a fairly informal event. Just her sister and I are walking the aisle in different colored, but slightly matched dresses my BFF picked and she's going barefoot and he'd wearing chucks. I texted her the other day asking if I was "on deck" as in am I supposed to give a speech and she said if I wanted to. well, I wrote one. It's short, simple, to the point, and will make me cry. Maybe no one else. Now that would be funny... and embarrassing. Sounds like a TV show scene.

So I'm excited. My best friend has had some shitty times in her life, and some shitty people. We met in 9th grade in our honors biology/English block. the sentence that usually follows that line, is "we were inseparable" after that. That's not true. We had our ups and downs. But the important thing is, she is still in my life and I'm still in hers. We might've not been besties every year following 9th grade, but she is the only person I care to know from high school. My friends in high school weren't very good friends. But Amanda, she stuck through it all. So what I want to say, at her wedding, is that I'm proud to not only call her a best friend, but I'm proud she has built for herself such a beautiful and loving family, and I'm so happy to be a part of it.

When I started, I titled this post "Lost" because I started it up again last night. I was going to talk about how awesome the show is, even thought I'm late to the bandwagon--later because I was watching it like wildfire last summer and then halfway through season 3 got frustrated and quit because I have like a thousand other shows to watch and many were returning in the fall. But the episode I revisited last night actually answered some of my questions. and makes me excited to continue.

But then I started talking about the wedding and maybe it should be called something else. To be cliche, I'd say back in high school, that was my lost period, and now, I couldn't feel more strongly about the fact that I've been found.

Yay cliches!

Time to puzzle, listen to one of my favorite Pandora stations--Taking Back Sunday, my first station I ever created actually and it's loaded with music from high school that I used to listen to with said BFF. Getting into the swing of things :)