On Saturday afternoon, my dad started texting us pictures of my cousin, C3, and her family. The first one had her and her husband flanking a couple, clearly a wedding picture. Now, given how many girls are in that family, my first step was to look at the bride. She's beautiful, but which daughter is that? And then I looked at the groom--it's C3's ( Read more... )

My dad and I heard this story the other day: The Aldi wedding.
( Text of the article from Today.com )

Yesterday, mom mentioned that my cousin Paul got married. He's a few months younger than me, but this is his third marriage. (Uncle John had three kids, and there are three marriages between them, but they're all from one person!) Also, his new wife has a place name for a first name, and his daughter also has a place name for a first name, so ( Read more... )

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Not too much about the wedding, as I'll let that sink in a bit and distill before I put it here, but everyone made it okay, my directions were impeccable (thank you, Google Maps), we had a nice ride there and back, those of us in the hotel barely slept, the egg frittatas were the hit of breakfast, and dad and I ran an errand on the way home that ( Read more... )

We have a few hours before we leave. I'm hoping all goes well, grandma has no driving mishaps, that we have fun, etc. I think I have everything packed, but it's impressive what one needs just for an overnight trip. I remembered underwear for tomorrow. I mean, I had pulled a few things already and put them on my garment bag, the only piece of ( Read more... )

The wedding is tomorrow. Expect hijinks to ensue. Mom did call grandma and proceeded to give her wrong directions to the ceremony. This is despite me typing up what I'm hoping are impeccable directions from the ceremony to the hotel, then reception. Mom, seriously, what sheet are you reading? Oh, the one that says "directions from ceremony to ( Read more... )

I spent all morning working on directions to the wedding next week--or, more specifically, from the wedding venue to the hotel and reception. There's no good way to get around Lake County. Google Maps gave exactly one option, which *should* be okay...except it's fraught with peril. By that I mean there are several places were someone could get ( Read more... )

Sunday afternoon, time for our weekly grandma phone call ( Read more... )

What do you get for the mother who buys herself everything? Nothing except a nice card ( Read more... )