Monday night. I started packing around 10 this morning and stopped around 4, with time-outs for lunch, a short nap, several phone calls and a brushing session for Bear . I’m probably half-done, and I think that’s pretty good considering the busy weekend we had and that I’m recovering from a little mishap at the wedding.
The Weekend – Brett and Jack’s Wedding
Ted had to stay home and babysit Maddie and Bear because the kennel wouldn’t take them while they’re recovering from kennel cough. My sweet friend, Dawn, volunteered to go with me to ensure I didn’t fall asleep during the three-hour trip back and forth. We turned it into a girls road trip and had such a good time spending two days together.
We rode all the way to Washington, GA Saturday in the rain, and the outlook for the 6 p.m. wedding and outside reception was for rain, harder rain, and wind with rain. We checked into the historic Fitzpatrick Hotel in Washington, found a little restaurant behind the hotel, and grabbed a quick late lunch. Dawn wasn’t going to the wedding, so I got ready (little black dress/black jacket, first high heels and hose I’d had on in six years), and drove the 12 miles out into the country to a little church outside Rayle, GA. It was raining the entire way.
It’s somewhat of a miracle how the entire bridal party managed to stay dry as they waited to enter the church, but they did!
Just before I took the the photos above, I walked out to the car to get my iphone to snap a few candid shots (forgot my camera). I was carrying my umbrella above my head, my glasses, my keys, and the wedding program. Remember what I said about not having been in heels in six years? As soon as I stepped off the sidewalk, my heels sank in the mushy grass, and I went crashing down onto my side in the church yard. I remember hearing lots of breaths being drawn in and “Oh no’s!” being whispered. At that moment I was hoping the grass would go ahead and turn into a sink hole, and I would disappear from sight until everyone had gone home. No such luck.
A sweet, sweet couple came rushing over as I rolled into a sitting position, thanking the good Lord I was wearing my “pull-up” Spanxx (you ladies will know what I’m talking about). The gentlemen pulled me to my feet, and his wife proceeded to “wipe me down” as I was covered in wet grass from head to toe. Ta-dah . . . . once more, my grace knows no end.
The reception was at Midge and Clay’s home and was held in a huge tent that kept everyone dry. Great band and great food. So much fun!
Congratulations Brett and Jack, who are on their honeymoon right now on a Caribbean Island somewhere, enjoying sunny skies and tropical beaches!
The Weekend – Party Time!
An hour after we got back to the lake Sunday we were on the way to Booger Bottom for a combined Going Away/Cinco de Mayo Birthday Party for Ted.
Mackinac Island – Here We Come!
We’re still scheduled to leave on Saturday, but Ted is working the first three days of this week. He swears he can get packed up on Thursday and Friday (glad it’s not me), so a Saturday leave date is still the plan. Nearly every hotel, shop and restaurant is open now, so every day I’m not there I feel like I’m missing something!
And geez, do I hate I missed THIS by one weekend!
I’ll try to get one more post in by the end of the week, and then we’ll be off for another wonderful summer on Mackinac Island!
Have a great rest of the week, everyone! God bless.