Romance was in the air.

I am still somewhat recouping from my quick KS weekend. It was nice to see Dustin and talk and talk and talk. It was great to go to a romantic wedding and see my friend so happy. It really was romantic--the setting was a KS country side with a beautiful barn and sunset in the background. Kansas sunsets are really amazing. It just seemed to signify so much about that moment. They were combining their families and have so much to look forward to. What a night.
I am still scratching my chigger bites, but it's a nice memory. They cried as they said their vows and smiled and laughed the rest of the night. Happiness is a good thing. I did get a lot of odd looks as Dustin and I walked around. When introducing him I said, "This is my date, Dustin...I left Jason at home." For the clueless I looked like a cheating whore. For the ones in the know, Dustin, my dear (gay) friend was escorting me on a "girl's" weekend. Let those judgmental bastards think what they will.
It was nice to get away and feel the pangs of missing my own family. We so easily take them for granted. (I should say "I") I missed my husband so much that I laid awake wanting to call him and finally texted him EARLY in the morning. He called me back. :) I missed Zoë horribly. I saw a baby at the wedding and walked up to this total stranger to ask if I could hold him. I picked him up and smelled his head and almost broke into tears. My heart was heavy and I just wanted to go home and sit with my little one. It was a nice way to feel in a way. If I'd spent the entire weekend dreading my return, I'd be worried. Instead, I had a lump in my throat when, sitting at the Atlanta airport, they told me that my flight would be 2 hours delayed and I wouldn't get back home until 2am. UGH. It was awful. I had my Itouch, so I watched The Big Chill and When Harry Met Sally to bide my time.
Well, it's nice to be home. Rochester is chilly and the trees are starting to turn. Ahhhh. Fall. It happens tomorrow!

Here's a pic of the blissful couple.