I was at a family wedding (and related festivities) this weekend. I was reminded for all our foibles, I am related to a lot of amazing people. And of course some of them I am related to by direct blood relations, and some because one of my direct relations went out and found another great person to add to our tribe. My cousin's spouse comes from a great family, if their general ease with my loud, talkative family descending on them was any indication. People reacted well to various uncles asking various groom side family and friends if they liked him, and they did seem too.
As can happen in this area, I was still wearing sandals as late as Tuesday, and then a cold front came in and even the New England relatives agreed it was very very cold. (It was below freezing at some points.) I am a terrible wimp in the cold, and it didn't even snow, so I was really regretting that so many of the things that go along with looking fancy are counter to being warm. I did slide some thermals underneath my leggings for the rehearsal dinner. My dress for the wedding really needed tights, but I did layer two pairs.