I just returned home from North Carolina for my cousin Mike's wedding. The wedding was really cool. He and his wife both are really into the theater, it's their life. So the wedding was in a theater. They got married on stage. My cousin made his wife's dress, which was absolutely gorgeous, and she made his vest. They had printed the invitations. The reception was in a room in the theater. There were hors d'ouvres and a buffet. A piano player and a saxaphonist played music. The cake was a small round cake on the top tier of the tray, and on the other tiers and on the table were cupcakes, and they were carrot cake! It was a very unique wedding. It really fit their personalities, so it was really cool. They are so creative. I can't imagine ever ever being able to come up with the stuff they did. The put so much work into all of it.

I had to fly on a small jet. I didn't know American Eagle had jets, I thought they only had prop planes. But it was this small jet that only had 3 seats across the whole row. Both on the way there and on the way back we had to fly through some clouds as there was rain. The rides got so bumpy in the clouds. I was really scared. I become a worse and worse flier every time I fly. No one else seemed like they were upset, but I was in a panic. I thought I was going to die. But I landed okay. I wonder if the bumps wouldn't have been as bad if we would have been on a bigger plane. Maybe, but I'm not sure. Oh well. I would have felt more secure in a bigger plane.