So this weekend I had the fortune of spending time with my family. It was a wedding between my cousin D and his fiancee (who is now his wife). They have two year old twins together, who are adorable. The wedding was Friday, so I got up at 5 am (no I am not kidding) and drove Spike to the kennell. Dropped him off with my hair done and in my pjs. It was a classy look. I should have taken a picture for you to look at, but I didn't!

After I dropped Spike off it was time to head up to PA for the wedding. After 4 hours of driving, I arrived. I caught up with my Aunt & Uncle, and got dressed and had lunch. We headed to the ceremony where I was so fortunate to learn that one of my cousin's E was an editorial assistant for the porn industry. That was one of the few awkward moments of the weekend.

We then went back to the Aunt & Uncle's house. The drinking was set to begin! We had a beer there and went to the reception. I was super dragging so I decided to kick it up a notch with some captain and diet. I moved on to wine at dinner. Then I think I may have went back to captain and diet after that. The rest of the night was a blur. Apparently I fell into a fire pit that was a fake one. It didn't actually have fire. I also fell down outside. I made out with some old dude (literally could have been my dad's age) and then had my cousin's gf break up with him for me. To quote her she said to him "she's obviously not interested in you, anymore." The kissing bandit strikes again.

The kissing bandit's reappearance made it clear to me that it's time to close the door on Navy D. He has not given me what I need him to in order to have a future with him. Additionally, he's written me an email in response to one I sent him. I put some things out there and asked some direct questions that I needed the answer to. He wants us to be "friends" while he's in KY and wants to be selfish. I want him to want me and not want me to be with anyone else. I guess you can't always get what you want and sometimes it just doesn't work out. I also know that in order for me to move on I can't be friends with him. I have a phone call into him, but I am sure he can guess what the conversation is going to be about. I am the only one with the balls to actually state things how they are. They're over and there is no going back.