Weekend Retreat

This weekend my dearest friend, Lauren, and her (now) husband, Ken, were married at her aunt's house in Olean, NY. Jesse and I were obviously thrilled for the wedding, but were also looking forward to four days without work, or packing, or "to do" lists. We booked a room at the Old Library Inn, which is a charming 1895 house converted into a bed and breakfast. It's next door to the Old Library Restaurant that served as Olean's public library until 1976. The Inn was charming, with gorgeous woodwork and inlaid floors, and they prepared an awesome hot breakfast every morning.

Jesse and I were lucky enough to be welcomed as part of the family for the weekend and got to spend lots of time with Lauren's relatives as well as Ken's mom, dad, and sister. Laurel Lodge (her aunt's house) was built as a hunting retreat and has had quite a history of famous people who stayed there (I believe Joan Crawford's name was mentioned in conversation). The house is tucked away on a wonderful wooded lot with paths leading to a variety of quiet, shady spots that would be great for reading and napping. We had such a great time hanging out on the giant porch, playing hide and seek with the kiddos, and getting to know her cousins after hearing such great stories about them for the past six years. I didn't once think about work. It was amazing!

Despite the torrential rain that plagued Sunday morning, the bride and groom were stunning. After delaying the outdoor ceremony for about 45 minutes, Lauren took a deep breath, kicked off her shoes, and charged forth as planned. She found an umbrella big enough for two and carried on without a care about her dress getting wet or her hair falling limp. Her composure was impressive. Amazingly, just as she appeared at the top of the stairs, the sun came out and the rain slowly halted. I'm convinced that her determination this past Sunday actually stopped the monsoon. Lauren looked absolutely beautiful (bare feet and all) and I was so happy to be there to witness the day.

Apparently, wedding tradition at Laurel Lodge mandates the bride and groom to leave in a vehicle that signifies the immense joy and excitement felt by all at the party. While the happy couple was dancing and chatting with their guests, Lauren's family embarked on a mission to make their first drive as husband and wife one to remember. The result was the finest looking Subaru Forrester/disco ball on wheels that I have ever seen. It is amazing what mischief one can do with four pounds of Crisco, a bucket of glitter, and some blinking LEDs. The photo, however, doesn't really do justice to the pure glamor and sparkle. Yesterday, on our walk home from work, Jesse had a piece of glitter on his neck - we didn't even touch the car. I have a feeling that Lauren and Ken will glow with happiness (and glitter) for many many years.

Congratulations!