||[Oct. 16th, 2006|11:04 pm]
Back from Minnesota.
Wedding was short and sweet. The happy couple's daughter, who is three, was the flower girl, and when she reached the front of the room, she announced "Oh no! I'm out of rose petals!", and her mother told her that's okay honey, just pick them up and throw them again, which she then proceeded to do for the duration of the ceremony. This was, everyone agreed, a fine way for a three-year-old to comport herself at a wedding.
My flight was delayed on the way back, but not enough to make me miss the bus I was going to have to wait for anyway, so it all came out in the wash. The flight in was fine (Sun Country airlines is nice; I recommend them), but assorted screw-ups made it take 45 minutes for the rental car shuttle to pick me up, so I got a free upgrade -- to a PT Cruiser. Meh. Not a car I would voluntarily drive, to be honest, but it gets decent gas mileage, so who cares.
I remembered my swim trunks, so I actually got to swim in the pool and soak in the hot tub at the hotel.