Actually, make that dinghy, train, airtrain, plane, and automobile. With the boat safely anchored in Oyster Bay, Lisa waved good-bye to me from the platform at the train station as I made my way to Texas. I took credit for bringing with me the first day in 30 something that Dallas failed to hit the 100 degree mark. My sisters and Mom made it in earlier that day so maybe it wasn't all me. Anyway, I was thrilled that it only made it to 99.
The following evening was the wedding rehearsal and the rehearsal dinner. It was dressy casual affair. Normally this would mean my good flip flops, but in this case it involved hard shoes, long pants and a shirt that buttons all the way top to bottom.
Ryan was having a hard time knowing what socks would go with his outfit. Since he just had one from each pair, and they were both sort of black, the only question was which foot to put the puma on. Never mind that they were 6 or 8 inches too low.
Part of the army of men charged with escorting the ELEVEN bridesmaids. Not a typo.
Some of the bridesmaids
Ryan, Rachel, Robert and Amy.
The happy couple--smiling because they knew this would all be over soon.
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