This last weekend my family, many of my friends and acquaintances all celebrated the marriage of my sister to her long-term boyfriend. It's not strange that my sister is married. I sort of knew all along that she would be the first of us to tie the knot. She always was a serial monogamist. It's not strange that Aiden now has a real and official Uncle. It's not strange that my sister's last name is not the same as mine any longer, though since I have changed it in my phone, I do a double take every time she calls or texts me.
It's strange to say "brother-in-law". It makes me feel old.
One of the best days of my life, hands down. My biggest worry was that I wasn't going to fit into my dress, and miraculously, I did.
I will be the first to admit that I've gained some weight this summer. My grandmother's death, my long-time-coming breakup with D, and now my limitless happiness with J. Being happy makes me fat. I have said that before.
So I need to kick this into gear. I need to start eating better, drinking less alcohol, exercising more, lifting weights again. I have 30 more pounds until my next big goal.
Encouragement is needed, and wanted. I need someone to kick my ass into gear!