Sadee is Married and I hate the weather, gasoline, and distance.

One of my best friends of five years, my roomate all of last year, and my incredible hair stylist, Sadee Gaye Swenson Washburn, was married on Valentine's Day to the love of her life Michael Washburn or affecitonatley known by me as Agent Michael Scarn. (ask me I'll tell ya)

Well my bags were packed, my tests were taken early, I had work off and everything was set so I could attend, but I didn't get to go. Here is what happened. So I flew into Salt Lake City around 3:30. Dan and Becca picked me up and because of the horrible Utah road conditions, it took us like an hour and a half to get to my parent's house. I got there, beautified myself really fast and then was on my way. But Megan Dulgarian, the third missing link in this roommate best friend trio, needed a ride because she flew from Oklahoma for the event. I was so excited to see her because I hadn't seen her in almost seven months and in our separation she had her little baby Kate and I really wasn't going to miss an opportunity to meet baby Kate.

(BTW for pictures of the absolutely breathtaking baby Kate, click on my "Megan Dulgarian" link)


I got in the car and was on my way and realized that my parents car had no gas and so I decided to stop and get some. I ran out of gas in the parking lot of the gas station and realized while sitting there that the gas station was closed. I noticed there was one across the street so I literally prayed so fervently that the car would start and it did so I could get across the street to use their gas. When I get over to the 7-11 I realized that this one looks closed as well but there are people inside, so after walking in and feeling like an idiot I can now see that neither gas station was closed but they were both out of power. And I am now crying in the gas station with my hair all curled and a nice dress on while visions of Lindsay Lohan's low budget, low quality film "Just My Luck" are racing through my head. Bad day. To make a very long story short the wedding was about an hour away from my parent's house on a good weather day. I didn't recieve assistance with the gasoline until about 7:30 and the wedding ended at nine. So I didn't see the point of racing up there to Salem if I wouldn't even get to see them. Megan got to go, she had her brother drop her off and I felt like a big jerk the entire night. And I still have never met baby Kate, sorry Megs I guess I am just gonna have to come out to Oklahoma and see you guys then.