Third wedding in a month. While each hold their own special place in my heart, this one was by far the most fun. A DJ with superior taste in music and an open bar - what more could you really wish for? I was three glasses of Chardonnay in and mouthing the words to the Righteous Brothers when I realized, 'Oh my God, I want this'.
I'm so happy for my cousin. He and his new wife deserve this happiness. Just as I was completely, deliriously happy for my friend, I'm the same way for his wonderful, sweet guy. They truly deserve each other and while I don't know them as well as I wish I did, I believe that they will last.
Mondays are never perfect. They suck. They're Mondays and that's what they do. Suck. But last Monday was perfect for one reason: a phone call from the US embassy in London.
When I first listened to the message, I was concerned. But then elation set it. The woman who left the message in a rather snooty accent worked in the HR department of our embassy in London. I returned her call on Monday first thing when I got to work. She tentatively (contingent upon gaining security clearance) offered me an internship in the public affairs office of the US embassy in London. I wanted to scream in joy. This is what I've wanted. This is what I gave up nights partying for in college. This is what I have planned and dreamed about. I could hardly contain my excitement. I was high as kite the rest of the day.
Here's hoping I get that security clearance.
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