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All six Vaschak cousins (June, 2013)
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Dear Massachusetts, it literally cost us an arm and a leg (and my stomach contents) to arrive in your state for my cousin's wedding. Dear Cleveland Hopkins Airport, I am impressed with your incredibly sympathetic employees. When we were stuck in the mile-long security line, nearly missing our flight, your employees kindly stood there and smiled all the while watching us panic as time slipped away. I have decided to blame you for making me have to sprint what felt like a marathon, scale three flights of steps, and puke on the airplane. I puked in a bag.... that is just gross. Dear Fisher Cats, I am now aware that you dine on small animals, toddlers, and grandmas. Thank you for not inhabiting Ohio and please do not get any ideas of doing so anytime soon. Dear Vaschaks, my legs felt like jello ... that means it was a successful night of dancing right? We need to draw straws to see who is getting married next. I am ready for round two already!
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