This weekend was the start of a major part of being a "twenty something:" weddings. My friend Mary married her best friend Mena this weekend, and was the first of my friends to get married. It sounds crazy because we're only 22, but I guess people get married at all certain ages today. The funniest part was that the maid of honor's name was Mary, and the best man's name was Mena! Unfortunately she's moving to WI and will be leaving us, but I'm excited for the new adventures she's going to have with her hubby.
And speaking of weddings, these two goons--also known as my parents--are celebrating their 35th wedding anniversary today. They've been together since high school in the 70s, which is when I think this photo was taken (I'd kill to see that cape my mom is wearing... she made that herself!)
.JPG)
