In the meantime, my cousin got married to a Marine this weekend. ...Well, she married him again. She married Steve last May before he deployed to Afghanistan, but they made plans for a "proper" wedding at the Marine Corps chapel at Quantico once he came back. It was a simple and beautiful ceremony that ended with a sword tunnel outside the chapel and a lot of ballroom dancing on my part at the National Museum of the Marine Corps. (Dancing? Yes. Good dancing? ...Sometimes. I was a bit rusty, but I got it eventually.) A good time was had by all, but not to brag, it's really easy to have a good time with my family.