Union, MA

It's 12.45am and i'm writing this from a cabin in Union WA. It;s a small blink and you will miss it town on the Hood Canal which is about 2.5 hours north of Portland. It's the location of Jason & Elicia's wedding and today is the rehearsal.

I had a relatively easy drive up this afternoon on the 5 interstate, i say relatively because i did have to stop to inflate the tires in my rental car. Actually, i didn't inflate anything but the garage assistant i cosied up to did a sterling job. A flashing symbol on the dashboard have me pull over and check the car instructions. Apparently my tires were low on air. I have never, ever put air in the tires of any car i owned and i was utterly clueless on how to approach it. You shoudl see me putting air in my bike, i am a jumpy person and have a fear of having the tires just pop on me. The air container thing at the garage gave no clues, it just gave me air for 75c. How much air for 75c i don't know and how am i supposed to know how much to put in? I was perplexed. I played around a bit as i like to figure things out for myself and have a bash but then i had flashbacks to my burnt dresses and did not want to be responsible for blowing up the tires on my rental car so went into the garage and actually asked for help. It was so much easier that way, i think i could get used to it. They were low so the TPMS (Tire Pressure Monitoring System) was on the ball.

The scenery along the 5 was quite beautiful especially when you are used to the NJ Turnpike, but Lenny and i plan on taking the longer coastal route on our way back on Monday.

The wedding is at the Alderbrook Resort& Spa which is very lovely. It kind of reminds me of the resort in Dirty Dancing. Plush cabins, sweeping lawns, it even has it's own seaplane landing strip. Alas the resort was booked out by the time Lenny and i got around to booking so we are staying in what resembles the staff quarters across the street (we are not alone as so are half the bridal party) and unfortunately there's no Patrick Swayze waiting for me with a watermelon. Instead i get Dave, the owner of the Union Bay Cabins. Dave looks like he has spent far too much time living out here in the woods and has forgotten how to eat because half his dinner is down the front of his shirt and pants, yet he still gets some in his mouth because he can barely walk due to his expansive gut. He hates democrats. Something he made sure to tell us about when we mentioned being from NY.
Our cabin is fine although Lenny is concerned about the number of spiders it accommodates. I have heard several girly cries and 'oh cripes; from him as he scans the walls and cielings for the unwelcome guests. He refuses point blank to poop in the bathroom for fear of being attacked on the rear. He also has a fawcet right above his bed which is slightly random. I am tempted to get up in the middle of the night and turn it on.
We do have a hot tub though so the leaky toilet, very well worn sheets and dank musty smell about place is forgiven.

The rehearsal went well considering none of us know what's going on. It was great to see Jason. After the rehearsal and great bbq feast we had for dinner, i joined him and the groomsmen for some xbox action and porn talk. I haven't seen him for over a year and seeing as it's his fault i am having to don a dress and carry a parasol i felt it only right to give him a chinese burn as pay back.

The wedding is at 5pm tomorrow but it's hard work being a bridesmaid. I have a gym session at 8am and then i am booked in for an outdoor stone massage and facial before heading over to get dressed with the bride around noon...i guess that's when she'll see the dress. Did i mention she was a designer? She's going to notice.