I am flying to NYC today in order to see friends and hemorrhage cash. I'll then meet up with my husband on Long Island for what should be a very, very festive wedding. I suppose it should be some small consolation that I can drink at this particular wedding, but I no longer find drinking to be as compelling a consolation prize as I once did.
I'll try to post the climactic Part 3 of our ongoing series while I'm there, but, if not, I'll see y'all (and your blogs) on Monday. Happy weekend!