It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

This past weekend I made the three-hour journey to Auburn, AL. I lived in Auburn for three years while I worked on my undergraduate degree (I spent the last semester in Tuscaloosa doing an internship... or "mission work" as I like to call it). These three years were probably the happiest in my life, as I did not love high school like so many others. Now going back to Auburn sparks a joy in my heart that I have trouble describing. The atmosphere, the culture, the town (yes, town... not dirty, crime-ridden city) all seem perfectly-tailored to me. On top of that, I made the best friends a girl could ask for while I lived there. My trip this weekend included my favorite restaurants in Auburn (namely Big Blue Bagel, yummmm), pedicures, dance parties, and a sermon by Steve Scoggins at First Baptist Opelika. In a word, the weekend was perfection.

Now for the worst of times... While I was having fabulous times with friends in Auburn, something tragic happened.

Those who know me know I have one true love in life, one man that I have an automatic "pass" on regardless of my relationship status, one man that I will love always and forever:

John Burke Krasinksi

You may know his as Jim Halpert from The Office, but I know him as the love of my life. The total package, John is tall and funny, stylish and intelligent. His lack of ego is endearing, and his boyish grin is charming.

But this weekend... allow me to gather myself... this weekend, John got married. John pledged his eternal love to Emily Blunt. Now, Emily is cute enough and she's not a bad actress... And sure, that British accent is probably adorable... But the truth is the Young Victoria actress just isn't good enough for John.

She just isn't... ME.

Now, if I were an adept blogger-- think Perez Hilton-- I might would "paint" devil horns or something on Em... but as I am not, you can assume I'm just above that.

John, darling, I want you to know that I'm still out here, ready and willing to pick up the pieces if it doesn't work out. Until then, I'll mourn this loss.