Several months ago Steve, Quinn’s best friend, asked him to be the best man in his wedding. Quinn obliged, of course, and we spent Thursday through Sunday just outside of Washington, D.C. to help celebrate the marriage of Steve King and Abigail Nye (now King!). Thursday evening, Quinn hosted the bachelor party at the Bowie Baysox minor league baseball game. Josh Perrault, who lived with us while he pitched for the Senator’s last season, now plays for the Baysox. Josh and Stephanie graciously provided the tickets to the game, so plenty of money remained for a night in Alexandria. Because this is a family blog, I’ll leave out the rest of the festivities of the evening in order to protect the innocent (i.e., the groom-t0-be).
Friday night we enjoyed a nice rehersal dinner at the top of the Sheraton National Hotel. From the window of the ballroom where we had dinner, you can see the Pentagon. Interesting fact: the plane that crashed into the Pentagon on 9/11 skimmed the top of the Sheraton.
Saturday morning Quinn took Steve out to breakfast and then we didn’t see him until he performed his best man duties at the wedding. Friends Ashley, Matt, and Jason kept me company and stayed with Quinn and I in Kelly Thomas’s apartment in Falls Church, just about 15 minutes from both the church and the Ft. Meyer’s Officers Club where the reception was held.
Quinn gave a fabulous toast in the form of a poem. He is quite the poet. Everybody got a good laugh out of it, and the rest of the reception was a lot of fun. I dragged Quinn out onto the dance floor about 2 dozen times.
Eventually, he loosened up.
Sunday morning we drove back to Harrisburg to meet up with Josh, Stephanie, and McKenzie who actually hit the road after the game on Thursday for a three game series against the Senators. We happily hosted them for the weekend and it reminded us of how wonderful they are!
We had our own little Memorial Day cookout with some goodies from our first CSA pickup.
Josh headed off to the game and while McKenzie napped Stephanie and I headed down to ArtsFest, Harrisburg’s annual Memorial weekend art show. I got some goodies, naturally. We came home, cleaned up, and walked to City Island for the baseball game. Quinn and McKenzie played pretty much the entire night; it was hard to separate them.
The Perrault’s are truly a blessing in our lives. When they left yesterday morning we thought about how nice it would be if Josh was with the Senator’s again. They must miss him, especially because he’s pitching really well right now! He got the save on Monday night! Regardless of his baseball capabilities, he’s the head of an amazing family. We love sitting around the table and chatting with Josh and Stephanie and we just didn’t get enough of that this time! We love you guys!
We had A WONDERFUL time with you both and it was very sad to have to leave. We are so thankful to have such an amazing, like-minded, young Christian couple in our lives, who live on the east coast.
The Christian fellowship we shared this weekend was so refreshing, a positive stream in the desert. Thank you!!! We love you back!!
The Perraults
I was at the Artfest on Sunday also and walked around City Island during the game you were attended lol