Friday, February 29, 2008

Mrsa Me! Wedding Glee! Tennessee!

I was so honored when my dear friend Jessica Bell Gordon asked me to be a bridesmaid in her wedding. The wedding was last weekend in Gatlinburg, Tennessee, and although there were several obstacles thrown in their way that almost prevented the two love birds from tying the knot... I'm happy to say they are married!


The drama started Wednesday when Ryan (Jessica's husband) found out he had Mrsa! Next thing we knew he was in the hospital being pumped full of meds. He had to go back to the hospital Friday morning for his last treatment right before we took off for Gatlinburg. Luckily he was okay, but mrsa is highly contagious so everyone was paranoid all weekend about catching it. Jess and Ryan have great senses of humor. The whole weekend they were crackin' jokes about how we were all going to get Mrsa and "Mrsa Me"!


Then there was the weather. It was nice in the valley, but insanely foggy on the mountain and our lodge was on top of the mountain. One night we were driving back to our lodge and the fog was so thick I could barely see my hand in front of me. It didn't help that every time we drove to the lodge we got completely lost! It was impossible to navigate up there. I thought we were going to drive right off the mountain to our death, but Ryan Gordon is the man, and he always eventually found his way.



Saturday started out a little stressful because we had to coordinate how a ton of different people (mainly the 10 of us who were in the wedding party) were getting to the chapel and the cabin. Ryan and Jessica are so great... they were definitely stressed with trying to figure out the logistics of it all especially with people who were lost and late... but they were able to keep themselves and everyone else under control and sort of laugh at the whole thing. This is why I love them!

It all worked out and they got married in a cute little chapel in the mountains. The wedding was beautiful and the party that night was a blast! Jess and Ryan Rented a huge cabin for about 50 of us to stay in that night and so we all went back and ate, played games and opened presents until late into the night.

The best part was I made a whole new slew of great friends!! The worst part was they all live in Lynchburg an hour and a half away:(

Congratualtions Mr. and Mrs. Gordon! You did it!!


P.S I loved the way Emily did my Hair!

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Fanilow of Manilow

So last November when Wendy suggested we by tickets for the Barry Manilow concert that was coming to DC in February, I kind of thought she was nuts. Turns out she was brilliant. I forgot how much I love the Man and all of his cheesy songs! It was fantastic! I mean, whats not to love about this guy?

How do I have such an up close pic? We must have spent a fortune for such good seats! Nope. Ten dollars! When the ticket lady scanned our tickets at the entrance, they beeped, and she told us we had a gift down the hall. We went down the hall where another ticket lady told us our orignial seats were blocked and we were upgraded to the third row!!! Let me tell you, there are some serious die-hard Fanilows out and you'll find them on the third row of his concerts!



















I don't care what anyone says about him, they guy has got it goin' on! He's freakin' 65 years old and still filling stadiums. There's something to be said for logevity! I can't imagine too many of todays' pop starts goin' strong 40 years from now. This was actually the second time Wendy and I have seen Barry.... the first time I was 9! Three cheers for Barry! Afterall, he is the man who writes the songs that make the whole world sing!

Med school Prom is the Bomb


How much do I love prom as a married person? So much! Prom has never been so great. You don't have to worry about finding a date, you don't have to worry about impressing your date, you don't care so much about how you look.... you're just able to get all dressed up and dance the night away totally uninhibited. Medical school prom last week was a blast. I can't wait until next year.