My dear LONG LOST friend, MakeOut Kate, once announced: When I go home to visit family, it's kind of like going on a bender.
Ish and I arrived in Massachusetts last night, and we're currently staying at my sister's place with her husband, Brian, and my nephew, Charlie. On the surface, I have adjusted to Healy not being 12 anymore, but her having a son who speaks? Whoa. Last night, she walked into the house wearing a very nice outfit and heels, with her hair cut and styled in a very grown-up way. Apparently, Healy is also a professional. Hmph. I mean, while I am well aware that my sister has a very busy and important job, I still sort of expect to see her with lopsided pigtails coming up with new names for her pet log and singing songs from musicals where she pronounces words wrong and with much gusto, such as singing Joseph (from The Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat) JO-FUS!
Anyway. We're leaving any minute now to drive up to Maine, where my youngest sister is getting married on Sunday. The ceremony and cocktail hour(s) is taking place on a ferry, and the reception is taking place at the wharf. All kinds of traditional and New Englandy.
It will be fantastic to get to see everyone. The Sammis "family" is less about blood relations and more about the fun, silly, wonderful group of people who have graced my and my sisters' lives since my parents were young. And it will be even more fantastic to see them all for a happy occasion. It's been too long, and it's been too sad.
So...I probably won't have an opportunity to blog much over the next few days, but I will do my best to at least post photos.
(Note: I do NOT promise to post any photos of me in a bridesmaid's dress. Just want to manage your expectations.)