Milk & Cookies

The first weekend in August had been on our calendars for a good time now - as it held a very special occasion - the marriage of our close friends Philip and Michelle. This was to be quite an event - and I had scheduled red-eye flights to LA in order to maximize my time there. It proved to be a beautiful ceremony - simple and elegant - with perfect weather and 200 people in attendance to wish these two all the best. Philip and Michelle have known each other since they were little tikes - and thus the slideshow that ended the night was particularly memorable as we were able to watch these two grow up together - and also just how long Philip had had a sweet spot for Michelle...she did play hard to get though - making Brother Dunn wait 25 long years before giving into his dashing good looks and biting wit. While observing the happiness of these two was great and all...the personal highlight for me was the non-traditional wedding cake that emerged later in the night. Apparently as a slightly uncoordinated teenager - Philip had managed to knock over a wedding cake - an event that left long-term mental scarring - and thus nearly twenty years later - at his own wedding - a traditional cake was outlawed. In its place...and thanks to a very dedicated mother...1000 chocolate chip cookies and a number of large jugs of milk adorned a table in the corner. The bride and groom dipped their cookies - savored the moment - before letting the flood gates open - as I set about consuming my own body weight in cookies. The remainder of the night was spent at a nearby hotel - where 70 or so close friends and family gathered to celebrate the occasion.

The remainder of my time was spent relaxing and enjoying a few days away from writing - with a relaxing trip to Laguna and days spent by the pool. Then it was back to NYC - and the chaos of Manhattan.