So.  This weekend happened.

Let’s just break it down:

On Friday my Mom got here at noon to do a belated birthday celebration for me (for those just joining us, the big 3-2 was Wednesday).  Of course none of us is very much a “bash”y kind of person so we went out to dinner and then came home and watched Sherlock Holmes on Blu-Ray.  This might not sound like very much but it kind of was because I finally found the perfect thing to order at Black Bear Diner.  The perfect thing, in case you are wondering, is the hamburger basket.  The burger is smaller than their average burger which makes it exactly the right size for me.  I ate all of it and still had room for fries, which made me really happy because that is something that does not happen very often.  I am glad to have found something that I can order and eat all of.  My daily world, it is exciting!  I also discovered that both my Mom and I have a thing for Robert Downey Jr. which is….actually? a tiny bit icky.  Apparently I am not adult enough to accept this sort of thing because this skeeves me out just as much as it did when I was younger and she’d proclaim one of the dudes in my teen magazines “a babe.”  Part of me seriously wants to still say “Mom! Stick with the Fonz! Or John Travolta (pre-creepy Scientologist-ness)!  Instead I just did my best to bypass the whole moment like it did not happen.  Maturity.  I haz it.

Saturday was the day I sat in a small ballroom at the downtown Embassy Suites and watched one of my oldest friends get married.  This girl and I have known each other since we were fourteen years old.  It’s been a long ride since then–we lost touch for a while, we’ve both grown up, we’ve both had our struggles–and seeing her all dressed up and so happy was, oh gosh.  It gives my heart happy flutters just thinking about it. This is the girl who “caught” the bouquet at my wedding (okay I might have shoved it right into her hands and forced her to take it because I knew she was engaged) last September. When Will and I got there (very early), she actually forced me to take my bouquet back with “It did its job! Take it! Take it! Thank you but please take it! It’s yours! It worked!”  The wedding itself was lovely.  It was simple and elegant and just… my friend all over.  It was also a great way for Will to meet a couple of the extended “in laws” (aka the parents of some of my best friends who were also there).   I think he was a little bit shocked at just how friendly and excited they all were to meet him.   All in all, the wedding was wonderful.  I’m still a little choked up over it.  My friend just looked so so happy and I’m so ecstatic for her.  And *sniffle* *tear* yay!   I was also happy to learn that the next one of us (my core group of friends) to get married was the one who caught the bouquet.  Will and I had to leave before everything was over because he had to go to a grad party for his best college friend in the evening so I missed the actual toss but I heard about it on Twitter and grinned from ear to ear.

Sunday was The! Big! Day!  Graduation Day!  Oh. Gosh.  I know how overwhelmed I am by the whole thing so I can’t even imagine how Will felt.  Mom and I scored awesome seats–close enough to be able to see Will clearly and take some pretty good pictures of him and his friend S (they sat next to each other).  Here’s a (slightly) zoomed in picture from where we were sitting:

Isn’t he handsome?? Swoon!

The ceremony itself was pretty okay.  The graduation speaker used her time to give a pupitty political speech that was not particularly uplifting or inspiring but one of the student speakers talked about rocking out in his cap and gown to Lady Gaga so it all evened out.  I’ve never been to a big University graduation before so I was not prepared for just how quickly all of the names were called.  The school I went to (which, for the record, I did not graduate from) was super tiny so it actually had all of its graduates walk across the stage when they got their degrees.  With Will’s gradution the rapid fire calling of the names just amazed me.   But! He did it! He graduated! Yay!  And I only nearly burst into tears once.  What? I’m very proud of him! He worked so hard to get to that moment and hearing his name called out took a little bit of my breath away.

Here’s my handsome and freshly graduated husband after the ceremony:

After graduation we went out to dinner with my Mom and Will’s sister and her husband (and a couple of other friends who decided to meet us).   I had a Turkey burger which was very tasty.  And then we came home and pretty much just passed out.

I’d like to say that next weekend will be lazy but it looks like we’re going to another wedding–we got Facebook invited to Will’s stepsister’s wedding on Saturday (they are not even a tiny bit close and he does not particularly care for the groom so don’t get offended by the Facebook invite, it is kind of appropriate) so it looks like we’ll be going to that and then on Sunday I’m getting together with a couple of friends for a few hours of girl time and downtown Portland exploration. That means that the weekend won’t be lazy but it still should be pretty okay.