Glin and Bella on The Porch this morning, courtesy of Kate.

Scott and I returned last night from a weekend in Virginia. Two friends of his from college were married Sunday at a beautiful B&B in Falls Church, and there was bacon. I mean, that's not all there was, to be sure, but it was a brunch reception and therefore piles of bacon were bestowed onto us and lo it was all good.

Except for the part where the federal government thinks that my boyfriend is a terrorist. He has one of the most common, generic last names in the world, so, obviously, he's threat to national security. Early, easy check-in is not an option for him. It's not a huge pain-in-the-ass, but it is amusing to know he's on A List.

This trip was one of the best vacations I've had in I-don't-know-how-long and I'll figure out how to put it into words, and why, soon. We had so much fun. For now I am sad to be back to my real world, but happy to be back to my dog. Kate sent us pictures of the girl all weekend via cell phone, which Scott and I shared with everyone as they came in, which solidified for them what a crazy, nut job dog person I truly am. Whatever. Love my dog!

Posted by Erin at 10:48 AM | filed under: Glin