Hotel days

The wedding was a fairly good time. The service was a Catholic Mass, so it made little to no sense to me and it was a bit long. I loved that they had a small band playing Beatles music throughout. The reception was at a casino on an Indian reservation which was interesting. The food was really good (the london broil was anyway...there was no way I was trying the salmon) but it started at 2pm, which meant it was over by 6. Amy and I went out for awhile after that with some of our cousin's friends to a dueling piano bar. That was probobly the highlight of the whole trip. If you haven't been to one, try it out. Three Faggs married, ten to go!

We have been spending most of our time lately getting things sorted out for the new house. The biggest headache thusfar has been finding and scheduling someone to remove all of the popcorn ceilings (eeewww) and paint the inside. I hope to have all of this done so we can move in about two weeks. That means I will have to commute over an hour each way to school for the first two weeks. Amanda is not accustomed to traffic and the interstate, it is an awfully scary situation. Luckily, none of my classes start until 2pm which means my days of getting up early are over for the forseeable future. Not so for Bernie, who has to be at some of his shifts at 6am.

I am definately tiring of hotel life. Although I am enjoying Boulder...too bad the average house price is over $400,000. We are missing our dog quite a bit also. Bernie's parents plan to bring her back after we move it. Then my dad plans to visit the second week in October and my mom wants to come down for my birthday. I will admit that I am missing her too.

I had a strange dream last night. I was in my dad's house and two moose broke in and were chasing me around trying to kill me. Then Amy came to my rescue and the moose were as tame as kittens towards her. Strange.