So this weekend all the grissomites sans Prerna (who was greatly missed) headed back to Huntsville for Madhu’s wedding. Most of the weekend was spent drinking in at my house slaving over that scrapbook. (You’d better like it, Madhu). Every morning I cleaned up all the bottles and snuck them out into the recycling bin. The last morning my mom asked me where I was taking the bottles, and I told her I was recycling them. I then found out that the curbside recycling in Huntsville doesn’t take bottles. Who knew? At that point, I had to bring the 30-40 bottles I had put outside inside. My mom later told us that we were binge drinkers, and my dad told me that it’s really bad for my health to drink this much all the time. One weekend, two Hallmark moments.
Our crowning achievement was spelling out Madhu’s name. Please note that Dave is for “d”. Other moments to remember include Dave getting belched on repeatedly at Waffle House, Stephanie being “so wasted” probably 9 times, George eating Indian food, Anit wanting to drink, and… oh yeah, Madhu got married.
