my best friend's wedding: part 2

Meghan and I met in college.  We were in the same major and therefore taking one of the same classes.  I remember it exactly:  our professor had just got done explaining directions for an activity and had directed us to find a partner to work on it with.  After searching the room for a good-looking smart-looking partner, our eyes met.  "Hi!  I'm Stefanie."  "Hi, I'm Meghan."  The rest is history.  We were in love.

Just kidding.  But not really.

After that we pretty much stayed connected at the hip on campus.  We roomed together my senior year in an amazing townhouse that we loved.  A year later, during her Montessori internship, she actually lived with me and Jeff in our dungeon of an upstairs pre-kids quiet farmhouse.  Since graduating college both of us have driven the four hour drive between our homes multiple times - every single time, it's as if no time has passed.

She introduced me to the city.  I introduced her to the country.

We can quote Mean Girls like we directed it.

Being at her wedding was such an honor.  Like I mentioned before, her and Nick are such a great pair.

The wedding & reception were held at the Battlefield Bed & Breakfast.  It's a huge amount of land with rolling hills, a pond and a stunning old barn that's now strung with antique lights.  It was unbelievably gorgeous.

She was like a Queen, completely regal.

Meghan has awesome taste in music - she likes a little bit of everything, so her playlist was off the hizzy.  Everything from Tim McGraw to MGMT to Sting to the Cuban Shuffle.

And the food was even better.  Each table had a log platter with items from this place, complete with ham, mustard, crackers, assorted fine cheeses, grapes and pickles.  Seriously, it's some of the best food I've had in my life.  For drinks Meghan had it all, but I chose a beer:  Yuengling Summer Wheat.  Yum.

It was the quintessential spring day.  Sunshine, puffy clouds, light breeze, smell of grass.

Watching two people in love always inspires me to love even fiercer.

Thanks for having me, Meggy.  I love you like a sis.