South for Abi and John's Wedding, Commitment Ceremony, Delightful Whatever

As soon as Dan gets home, we're rushing down the Turnpike to 95, hoping to get to Maryland before the bachelor party's over. Rain and roads being what they are, and diurnal as the bridegroom is, I'm not overwhelmingly optimistic about getting there in time. The wedding's Saturday, and we'll be back Sunday. It's been lovely, these past few weeks, to hear Dan practicing Bach airs on his guitar for the ceremony's processional. I hope he'll keep the habit when the big day's over.

Must pack.