It’s Sunday evening and I should be packing but being a master of the art of procrastination, I’m taking a break, and then going to bed. That’s if I can find my bed under the countless piles of things I’m still debating whether to keep or toss.
The weekend was a fun, friend-filled extravaganza. It started with a night out with my former college roommates made even more special with an old friend visiting from Arizona.
Then there was the going away/engagement party I planned on the patio at Alibi. It was a perfectly random mishmash of parents, siblings, cousins, new friends along with those met a lifetime ago. The weather was perfect. I could not have been happier.
Finally, the weekend culminated with dinner at the parents, typical Sarno style, loads of leftovers, and a giant apple pie for my pie-obsessed fiance. I sometimes think if he had to choose between a lifetime of homemade apple pie and a lifetime with me, he’d think a little too long and hard about the pie.