In which Boo and I go to a wedding in State College

This past weekend Boo and I went to a wedding in State College, about 40 minutes from Boo’s hometown. Boo drove into the city Thursday night and we planned to get an early start Friday morning. We slept in a bit late and when we got to the car we found a ticket on the windshield.

It was because of this:

That’s a street sign, posting the parking hours, turned around so that it faces the sidewalk rather than the road. Nice NYC, real nice.

We finally hit the road and, thanks to summer Fridays, hit absolutely insane traffic. We thought the FDR was bad. Then we got to the Jersey Pike….

That is apparently what happens when 900 cars try to merge into 7 toll booth lanes…3 of which are EZ Pass only and none of which are clearly defined. YIKES!

Once we got rolling we were in pretty good shape. Except that it was really cold in the car. I couldn’t understand why, because when I looked, the AC was set here:

It took me about 3 or 4 times of adjusting it to realize that the reason my teeth were chattering out of my skull was because when I stopped looking, Boo switched the AC to here:

After 3 hours in the car, 4 hours awake, and no food in our systems, Boo and I told Mapquest to suck it and we ventured off our (mostly) clearly marked path in search of a Sheetz to satisfy our M.T.O. cravings. And satisfy we did:

I was so excited about having a Pretzel Meltz that I forgot until I was halfway through to document it. And yes, that is the BUCKET of Ringz. I don’t mess around when it comes to Sheetz. And don’t you DARE tell me Wawa is better. If you do, I’ll punch you in the kneecap. DON’T THINK I WON’T!

We made it home in one piece and only forgot 1 thing–the wedding card. No real crisis because we still needed to grab a bag big enough to stash our awkwardly sized gift. So off to Wal-Mart we went. We got in and out without a hitch. Then Boo’s car decided to play this really fun game it’s been playing lately and it refused to start. Apparently if it thinks you are trying to steal it, it just won’t start. What it will do is blink this light at you, so that you know It Means Business.

If the massively intimidating light doesn’t deter you from stealing the car, the sitting around for 10 minutes with the AC and radio on (yes, I realize that it doesn’t make ANY sense at all. Boo realizes too.) will deter you.

But shenanigans aside we made it to the wedding and had a really great time. Aren’t we fancy?

And before we left, I got my last little dose of puppy loving–just enough to last me until the next time we go home.

Ain’t she a sweet little puppy?

So that’s it. That’s the weekend in a nutshell. And I’m sorry that it took so long, but, well, I hope the pictures were at least worth it. And in case they weren’t, calm down, I’ll be back with a posting vengeance tomorrow.