The Big Weekend

Friday night’s art show and reception went well. I won second place with my Lizzie and cat painting, which was a very nice surprise. Saturday I worked at the art show and Jesse and I each sold a painting – another nice surprise. Sunday we closed the art show. Most everyone was pleased with the whole enchilada. I had written a post on Saturday morning, but Blogger was a booger, and I gave up. Today that post seems irrelevant, and I am too tired to re-write stuff that now seems mundane.
Lindz’ wedding was beautiful and wonderful and all that a wedding should be. The bride was stunning. Jesse and the other bridesmaids were gorgeous. The flower girls dropped rose petals and giggled all the way down the aisle. All was perfect. As soon as the ceremony was over, I went to work in the kitchen – and I do mean work. There was foodstuff to put out and to be kept refilled. Keeping everyone in tea,water, and coffee was a chore. I guess they were having such fun, that they were just a thirsty bunch. Truthfully, I feel like I missed the party, although working to make sure that Lindz’ wedding was a smash hit, was not really work, but an act of love. I did manage a dance or two, and I rocked out in the kitchen a couple of times to the awe and wonder of some of my church friends who were raised here in the Bible Belt. Toward the end of the evening we waved the happy couple off to their honeymoon and I went back to the kitchen. Jesse came in a few minutes later and said, "Mom, I’m going home." She had big tears streaming down her face. It broke my heart.

Lindz dancing with her brother. Little girls enjoying the dancing- including GBN1 in the black dress, and The Royals - one in the foreground and one in the background - both in pink. Twins dancing.