We were lucky to have another nice weekend.  The weather was perfect on Saturday and Sunday was just as beautiful.  This tree is blooming now near my apartment and I just had to take a picture of it because the color pink is so stunning against the blue sky.

Isn’t it so pretty?  I just love the tree blossoms this time of year.  I guess that’s why they call this place Bloomington because we have a ton of trees and each year there’s an explosion of blooming trees 🙂  I love it.  (My nose and eyes, not so much).

It was so nice today that K and I headed to our new favorite spot along the lake.  He was studying and I was reading my current book that I have on my Kindle.  It was such a relaxing spot and we had only the Canadian geese and a couple of gray squirrels to keep us company 🙂

Yesterday was different.  K and I went to an outdoor wedding, which was a first for both of us I think.  My stepbrother was the one getting married.  It was a nice ceremony, short and sweet, and the reception was at the same location.  I like weddings at venues like this so you don’t have to drive from the church or wherever and then to the reception.  Here’s the tent that the reception was held in:

It couldn’t have been a more perfect day for the weather and I’m glad that it went well for them.  Here was the alter they had set up in front of the guests.  The bride’s dress was so beautiful.  I definitely had a bit of wedding envy 🙂

Before going to the wedding, I was all ready with my clothes out on the bed.  When I put my stockings on, I found that they were totally ripped in the back, so I couldn’t wear them.  Thus, I was left wearing 5″ stilettos without some form of blister protection, not counting bandaids which proved useless.  Also, high-heels and outdoor weddings is just dumb in the first place.  I didn’t even think of that.

After about an hour of standing on the back patio because for some reason we couldn’t go into the reception area and after about 2 or 3 glasses of riesling, my feet were incredibly swollen, sore and red.  Everyone was telling me to take them off.  On a normal day, I would’ve rather my feet bled and fell off than take my shoes off on a highly trafficked, outdoor floor.  Sure enough, I got desperate enough and took them off.  I was walking around barefoot.  After a couple more drinks, I was walking even to the restroom with no shoes on!!!!  Looking back now, I can’t believe I did that.  However, I’m still here, alive and healthy, except for a mild headache 😉

Here’s a shot of the tent from inside:

 

Turns out I survived something that would usually gross me out to no end, the thought of my feet covered in dirt and germs is gross now, but at the time I was ok with it.  Funny 🙂  I was just glad to spend time with K and my family.

Hope you all had a nice weekend!
Best,

Megan