Last weekend, 11 of us (12 if counting the little one) gathered to celebrate the upcoming nuptials of four phenomenal women (one of which was there in spirit). We rented a beach house in Ocean City. Friends flew in Alaska and Palo Alto and drove in from Ithaca, Boston, NYC, Maryland, and Virginia. We ate well, laughed without inhibition (except perhaps during nap times–my apologies), snuggled, and even took a run along the boardwalk. Oh, and we made a makeshift crib out of some beach-y play-pen material, a twin sheet, and duct tape.
anna in med school 