So my travels continued this Friday when I went home to Pennsylvania for my cousin Brittnie's wedding. Urgh.

Not that I'm not happy for her (woo-hoo!). My issue is that she's MY AGE. Eeek. Also, she and her *now* husband Mark own a house. God, that's so adult. I mean, perhaps if I met and started dating my future mate at 15 and went to cosmetology ( Read more... )