Mom's gettin' married
My mom's (2nd) wedding is today. I met my new sister and her husband last night at the rehersal dinner. Weird. Not her, just that I never had a sister before so the idea is new to me.
My brother and I are walking mom down the aisle. For some reason it was left up to me if we were going to dress formal or informal. Usually Scott takes command (ex-Navy guy, go figure) and makes these decisions into semi-orders. Maybe retirement is agreeing with him. Anyway, I went with jacket and tie instead of dressy sweaters because of the heat and, well, it's a fucking wedding. If you're not going to dress formal for a wedding, when are you?
The T-bone steak was awesome. Not mearly tasty or delicious, more like mega-fuckin' succulint! Part of that may be that I've had strep throat for a week and have been eating bland foods for the most part.
Certain relatives have made it clear that they don't like that I'm moving to Arizona and taking their grandchild/nephew 1800 miles away. I'm sorry they feel that way, but I gotta do what I gotta do. The most vocal of these is an aunt who just came back from Africa last year after being gone there 3 years. Doing nurse stuff in Malawi. I don't recall her asking anyone's opinion of her little adventure before going.
Gotta feed the kid and get ready. Will write more later. By the way, I switched to the light blue background with the black text and it's really hard to see yellow font. Maybe Cynthetique (sp?) could change the yellow to red? Just a thought.
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