Philadelphia is a long way to go for a weekend. But sometimes, it’s totally worth it.
For the first time in a long time, I wasn’t FaceTimed into a family function — I was actually there. It happens so rarely, my aunt even forgot I was coming back! After flying all night to get to Pennsylvania, I wasn’t sure I had walked into the right house when I discovered there were no Tastykakes in sight. I spent Friday curled up with my dog and Saturday running errands with my mom before getting ready for the wedding.
Caitlin and Steve (May, that is, hence the #CaitlinsGettingMayrried hashtag my cousins used all weekend) got married at the same church my parents were married in and after a short break, we headed to the local country club for the reception. After taking a family photo, Caitlin and Steve were introduced to the soundtrack of — who else? — the Dropkick Murphys.
After dinner was lots of dancing and a photo booth, one of the highlights of the night — except for the moment my sister decided to stick a ice cube down my back, and the booth captured every second of it.
Congratulations, Caitlin & Steve!