Well, I've finally started Synthroid. Yeehaw.
It's still not completely adjusted, but I'm feeling loads better than I was feeling 4 days ago. Night and day better.
Friday night we went over to a friend's house to bid him farewell. He leaves for the island of Majuro in about five days to teach fifth grade for a year. It's the same program of student missionary service that I entered into during the 2000-2001 school year. I, however, didn't get to go anywhere near as exciting. Ah, well. I've plenty of stories, regardless.
On Saturday, after church, we had the big Indian fest. Mom, Lynn, and I had cooked off and on all week. We had five different curries, two dals, two chutneys, as well as rice, raita, and mango lassis. The only thing we didn't make from scratch was the bread. (We generally leave off bothering over much with the gluten parts of meals since Mom doesn't eat wheat.) It was a great time. And, I get channa masala leftovers for a week. Yay! :)
To round out our weekend, we had a wedding to attend today. The ceremony featured a brass quintet that was worth hearing without the wedding bother. The first trumpet was employed as the principal trumpeter for the Atlanta Symphony Orchestra for 33 years. I really didn't know either the bride or the groom, but I'd been in a biology study group with the bride our first year of university. I remember her as being a tactless sourpuss. Let's say this, she hasn't changed. I've never seen someone look so bored on their wedding day.
On a separate note, a reception given at a comparable venue to the one we attended after the wedding cost $22 a head for a standup buffet of hors d'oeuvres. This reception was buffet, but with drink service at tables as well as a toast*. We figure that it had to be at least $30 a person for this. A conservative estimate would put 150 people at the reception. That's $4500! Yipes. It's expensive to get married these days. :-/
Tomorrow, lots of errands. Super.
* A toast with truly horrible, exceptionally ridiculous non-alcoholic champagne. Ick.