Milwaukee Monday

It seems to me that the major center of hospitality is not in the South like I've always been told, it's in Milwaukee, Wisconsin.

We were up there over the weekend so David could be a groomsman for the wedding of one of our longtime friends. Considering I had previously met only very few of the people I spent the weekend with, I can't remember the last time I was made to feel so welcome. I had only met the Bride virtually, the Maid of Honor twice in real life, and had never met the other two bridesmaids, but they took me under their collective wing, included me in everything and gave a very convincing impression of enjoying my presence.

They were completely awesome.

Considering that I was expecting to spend the weekend in my hotel room watching cable (if you are a regular reader you know that is a rare phenomenon for me) as the odd duck from Florida, while my hubby performed his bridal party duties, and wouldn't have resented that in the slightest, I can't even describe how different an experience I had. And I don't think they even realized just how generous they were to let, and even invite, me to tag along. I seriously had almost more fun than I knew what to do with. They were the kind of girls (women? whatever, I resent the whole "grownup" thing) that you feel like you've known all your life in 20 minutes.

Yep, they were that awesome.

We're going back to Wisconsin in September so that David can be a groomsman in the Maid of Honor's wedding and so our young ladies can be the Cutest Flower Girls in the World. I'm looking forward to seeing them all again.

If only Milwaukee wasn't so freaking cold...