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I hope everyone had a Happy Easter over the past weekend.  My Easter took a surprising, but pleasant turn.  On Friday I got word from my mom that we probably wouldn't be doing Easter dinner because of some business that needed to be taken care of with my grandma, so I thought I'd check with my friend Val to see what she was up to.  Val is one of my best friends from grade school. We share a birthday and have stayed great friends for over 20 years.  She moved to Omaha and I try to visit a few times a year.  With this year being crazy busy and her working weekends, we quickly realized it might be a while before I could make it out there to visit her and her fiance, Luke.  I'll be in her wedding this June and it's sort of become this thing that we're calling it the "Royal Wedding" because for those of you who don't know Val, she likes Fabulous, and that's exactly what this wedding is going to be:)  I get to stand next to her as matron of honor, and I'm getting pretty excited for the big day, Friday, June 17th.

With the role of matron of honor comes the responsibility of being at the bride-to-be's beck and call. Living 4 hours away can make that quite a challenge at times. I'm trying to show my appreciation by co-hosting a killer bachelorette party and bridal shower.  When I called Val on Friday and she told me she didn't have to work this weekend, I thought not only a perfect time for a visit, also the perfect chance to help her with any wedding stuff she needed extra hands for.

After talking it over with the hubby Friday after work, Syrie and I took off for the long car ride on Saturday morning.  Syrie did great, only fussing once, about 45 minutes outside of O-town. We stopped on some deserted exit (looked like something from a scary movie) and I fed her and changed her diaper. I kept looking around for creepers, but luckily we got back on I-80 safely with no problems--I watch too many horror movies.

When we got to Luke and Val's place we hung out for a while, chatted, and decided on where we should go for dinner.  Val always takes me to a new and different place to eat whenever I come to town, so I was excited when we decided on an Italian restaurant, Grisanti's.  Syrie did great at the restaurant. She wants so badly to be a big girl and sit at the table like an adult, eat her meal like an adult and drink from a straw like an adult, haha.  Aside from the occasional reaching for my plate, she just sat on my lap and watched us eat.

We finished the evening at Val's watching tv, drinking from her collection of wine and then to bed we went. The next morning we woke up early (thank you, Syrie), worked on weddding invitations and made Easter dinner.  I may have broken tradition by not spending the holiday with family, but I did get to spend it with good friends.  Syrie and I headed back for Iowa, and what normally would have been a 4 hour drive, ended up being closer to 6 hours.  We stopped at my mom's in Dike, and apparently just in time, as Syrie had made a diahhrea explosion all the way up her side. So after opening some Easter presents from her Grandma and taking a bath, we headed back to Waterloo to see David before he went to work.  David started on 3rd shift, per his request.  We are finding that we actually get more time together as a family when he's on 3rd shift as opposed to 2nd.


Just for fun, here is a short video of Syrie dancing to a song while at Luke and Val's this past weekend


Here is a photo of Val and I in grade school..always goofing off.

And here is a much more recent picture of the two of us in a another friend's wedding

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