What an eventful last few days. (This post will most likely become a superficial list; I apologize.)

-Thursday my friend gave birth to a beautiful girl.
That evening my roommate and I drove a large budget truck, which was filled with all of her things, down to Atlanta and hung out with her folks. We then went downtown and checked in at the hospital. We talked with our friend and looked at the her baby. So tiny! Cute cute cute. We then met up with a couple of our high school friends in Midtown. When we noticed how late it was getting, we drove back to Athens, returned the truck, and went downtown. After celebrating a friend's birthday party for a couple of hours, we crashed.

-Friday my roommates and I threw our last party together.
I got up early, went to work, and finished several projects. JD picked me up (he did a lot of driving this weekend, and I really appreciate him), and we began to get stuff together. Balloons, streamers, alcohol, Depression-era blues, twine, dirty clothes, newspapers, rags, and cardboard boxes--we constructed the finest crack den/shanty town the world has seen.

-Saturday our friends got married.
We got up early, still under the weather from the night. Washed and dressed in our finest, we drove to Atlanta and celebrated our friends' marriage. The ceremony and reception were beautiful. Quite wonderful. After the wedding, we realized Herbie Hancock was giving a free show in Piedmont Park. We walked through the crowded park, ate carnival food, and watched a great show under the stars.

-Sunday JD and I putzed around.
After sleeping in, we walked to brunch. Then we made a quick trip to the museum, where we saw the Annie Leibovitz exhibit and a traveling show from the Louvre. We drove home, and I cleaned up the house. I love mopping.

A birth, moving out, a birthday, a party, a marriage, music, art, eating, drinking, mopping--this weekend had it all. I am tired but glad.