Home again

It has been almost two weeks since I have posted, somewhat of a pet peeve of mine. If you have a blog, then you should post at least once a week, if not, then what is the point. But, I was in Georgia for a beautiful week, and then in Milaukee for three days.

Georgia was great, we drove two days down there, more like one and then a few hours. We had an elceltic group that meshed together really well. We were all looking forward to the work and also getting along with one another. The nights were spent playing Euchre and crazy games, listening to another student's stories that just got crazier but had a maticulous amount of detail, and also playing volleyball and even ultimate frisbee. I brought my disc along, and the guys pulled it out of my bag every time we stopped on the road, stop for a bathroom, take out the frisbee, stop for gas, frisbee, stop for food, frisbee, which of course I didn't mind.

The weather was amazing, we had 70s pretty much the whole week, the only time it even hinted at rain was the last day we were working, it got cooler but we were so awesome that the rain held off. The group spend two days working on Shirley's house and then the women headed to the women's build and the guys had to sit around for one day, which was a major shame since they were there to work, but some work was found for them on Thursday and Friday. Hopefully, they will be better organized for the next group.

On Monday I headed up to Milaukee and spent time with the bride-to-be and also tried on so many bridesmaid dresses that my hair will never be the same. After almost throwing in the towel and Andrea settling for David's bridal dresses, my train to Chicago was cancelled so we headed to the mall, and meandered into JCrew, a store which we both love but can never afford. And there was the most simple, amazing dress in pink and brown. We tried them on and she decided on it, I am excited because it is a great dress that I can wear again, and it is from JCrew!

Now I am trying to figure out stuff for Frisbee, and I feel responsible for dropping the ball (again), which is really hard when no one has ever done this before, but I am determined, but also have to realize when to quit. Tomorrow I am heading into the city to be fake irish and then going to the St. Patty's Day Dinner with Matt, yay for spending time with friends and trying to relax at home.