Breuggers.

Everyone headed out on Sunday morning, and the remaining stragglers (Katie, Tracey, Reid, and I) headed to Breuggers for some hangover food. As you can see, we were no longer the bright-eyed, bushy-tailed kids who showed up on Friday night.

Yes, indeed. We looked a little rough.











And I don't know if Katie and Tracey were even awake when this picture was taken.









But I still managed to fully embrace big hair while in my stupor.










Although this was how I really felt.







It was a fun, crazy, emotional, validating, important weekend for us all. And we couldn't wait to start making sense of the whole thing.