Turns out, I was half right. It was way BEYOND nuts. But in a super awesome way. First Memory Makers Masters. Then Marc's amazingly awesome - and seriously lucrative - offer from Red Hat. Then my sister's wedding, which turned out to be gorgeous and perfect and such a happy, happy occasion. Then the potential opportunity to get flown to New York City and Atlanta, hauled up in a helicopter, and flown around the city to photograph various buildings for one of Marc's friends who has a business rendering 3D cityscapes for clients and recently realized he can't take very good photographs.
But let me back up. I'll start with the Friday before we headed to Indiana and will work my way up to now.
Friday afternoon I got a call from Marc: "Where do you want to go for dinner?" I said that I was planning on eating at home - it was Clean Out The Fridge Before Leaving For A Week So Upon Return Our Kitchen Doesn't Smell Like Ass night at the Skinner house, but Marc said we needed to go out. To celebrate. Celebrate what? says I. "I got my offer from Red Hat," says he. Turns out there will be a major improvement in the Skinner Family Finances in the coming weeks and months. After years of debating Savings vs Groceries, we can now have both! What a concept.
So then we headed to Indy to hang with the in-laws for a few days. We spent time with Marc's sister, Laura, and her daughter, Kayla. We took the kids to the Indianapolis Children's Museum (a phenomenal place, if you get a chance to go). Marc and I got to see Talledega Nights and laughed till we peed our pants. It was a good visit.
Then we headed up to Huntington to prep for my sister's wedding. It was chaos, but the kids were amazingly good. The day of the wedding arrived gray and cold, but the rain held off and the outdoor reception was dry. Becca looked stunning, Matt was beaming ... it was all good.
And now Little Miss is screaming because she hasn't had a nap today and I have an hour to get ready to pick up Henry from school and head to the Arboretum for the wedding rehearsal, so I'll have to get back to this later. Sigh. It's good to be home.