To the Airport

My hubby's sister took this photo of us entering the reception. You can probably tell how happy we are, huh?

Today I got up early, went to my Dad's and picked my sister up and took her to the Chattanooga airport so that she could catch her flight back to New Mexico. Again, I was SO happy that she was able to make it to Brooke's wedding. :)

I went home while Marshall was out collecting various pieces of his rental tux. We had to have our buddies carry our stuff for us because we had so much stuff to bring back home. He took the tux back to Chattanooga while I cleaned my nasty house. It's going to take a while to get it into some sort of decent order.

I'm glad to be home. I'm not sure when it'll hit me that Brooke's not just on vacation, that she's not coming back here for a long time.

Blah, BUT I'm remarkably happy right now. I'm taking it better than most everyone, including myself, thought I would be taking it. :)

Good night!