Thursday: My weekend started early with Miley Cyrus at the Verizon Center where I pretended I was 21 and drinking beer before, during and after the concert was a perfectly acceptable practice that would not affect me in any way the next morning. Say what you want about Miley, girlfriend can sing and puts on one hell of a show. We had great seats and great row mates who we hung out and went dancing with after the show.
Friday: Pure recovery day. Literally laid on the couch at my parents’ house until 4:45pm when I figured I should take a shower so my parents wouldn’t think I was a complete waste of life when they got home from work.
Saturday: Since Brad had no desire whatsoever to see Miley, he rode up to Northern Virginia on Saturday with another couple and I met them for lunch in Falls Church. After lunch the four of us got changed and headed to the wedding of one of Brad’s fraternity brothers. Between the wedding and reception we stopped at a Giant in McLean and saw Newt Gingrich’s wife and her perfectly coiffed hair doing some leisurely grocery shopping. Her hair literally did not move and each individual piece was perfectly in place. I suppose if I had as much money as she does, my hair would be perfect too. After picking up a few post-reception essentials (read: water and chicken nuggets), we checked in at the Virginian Suites in Arlington and walked up the block to Top of the Town for the reception. If you’ve never been to Top of the Town, it’s a bit of a smaller venue with an amazing rooftop deck overlooking downtown D.C. The food at the reception was pretty good but the DJ was lousy and I started feeling a cold coming on. By the end of the night I was ready for PJs and snuggles in bed.
Sunday: With a full on spring cold (how I got sick when I avoided the crud all winter long is beyond me), we met up with friends for brunch at Silver Diner in Arlington before heading back to Richmond. When we got home, I showered and maintained sloth status until having to look somewhat presentable to attend a formal meeting of my sorority’s chapter at UR.
Overall, the weekend was amazing. I have to say though, while I decided long ago I would never move back to Northern Virginia, this weekend absolutely sealed the deal. While I don’t think of Richmond as the south, there absolutely is a slower pace in Richmond that I’ve really come to enjoy/appreciate. It’s crazy what eight years in one place will do to a person.