And how are you, this fine 1000 degree morning? I woke up and for a moment thought I was back in Tejas
. No. Just a little heat wave here in the Mitten State. Our front (water-starved) lawn even has a 1-inch crack running through it. It’s like God is bringing my two worlds together. So sweet of Him. Really.
went off fabulously. I bought shoes about an hour before the ceremony. I do not recommend this.
My right heel has been paying for it ever since. But, they were 30% off $29.99 AND they have red with electric blue. Please, people. I could do nothing but
The chuppah holder and chuppah itself were lovely…though there’s a secret about old barn wood. It’s old. Sometimes, when being banged on and moved around, the ‘older’ parts start to fall off
. Mmmm Hmmm. All was well, though. Martha was, of course, gorgeous. And Jeff, well…Jeff was gorgeous, too. In a simple little ceremony out by a stream in Ada Park…in about 95 degree weather at 5pm, they got married and all was very well. They are now on their way to Mexico and, I assume, will be absent from tonight’s Torah discussion.
Let me introduce you too our peeps I mentioned last Thursday:
JoAnn and Jeremy (the Pottery Barn manager and police officer…oh, to be cooler couple. These two are now reading through the Torah on a 3-year cycle [instead of our 1-year cycle] and sadly do not meet with us on Monday nights anymore. We do so love them, though.)
Mike and Linda (Mike is holding his ‘missing’ glass of wine that was removed from him, we all agree, without due cause.)
Dee (just back from a visit to Isreal) and Mark (our resident softball genius who is terrified of Dee and seeks protection from Mike).
Jesus Jeremy (the, hands down, most decorated couple of our crowd)
and then us…in a typical self shot. For those of you wondering (my father)…Curt danced. Yes. He always dances. The dance floor was quite slippery…which only made him happier. It was a very good night.
Now…I have 4.22 days to pack/clean/prep for the camping trip of a life-time: our very first 2-week family vacation. God be with us. AND, 2 of the chicken have taken to sneaking into the pole barn and laying their daily eggs in the trash can next to Curt’s work bench. Of course. There are many many things to do before we leave, not the least of which is to figure out what Curt and I are going to talk about on the initial 24 hour all-nighter to Cheyenne. Help.