Last night The Hubby stood up for his best friend and we all, as guests, witnessed a wonderful ceremony. It was just perfect. There were a few tears, especially on the grooms side of the chapel. The oldest, B could hardly contain herself which set me off. The grooms older sis, sitting in front of was weepy too. It was truly a mixture of sadness for the loss of Gail and the joy for the future of B&K. Lots of torn emotions but a wonderful, beautiful ceremony. The Hubby gave his bestman toast and somehow got a little tongue-tied in his funny words to acknowledge that K & Gail those many years ago were the ones to set The Hubby and his "first" wife up...WHAT, I am the first and ONLY wife, as B shouted to him. It did bring a lot of laughter in his misstep in words. I forsee many, many years of great happiness for the two. Cheers to you, B&K!
This morning I arose early to feed Clayton and tried to crawl back into the warm bed again but once the mind starts whirring I just had to get up. So out into the cold I marched to get my paper. A hot cup of coffee in hand and it still dark outside I went through the paper and sale ads. I'm looking for a butcher block table/cart to replace the area in Daddy's kitchen where the old unused dishwasher sat. I am not relishing hitting the stores this time of year and just may wait till next month. The Hubby and Clayton (who went back to bed) finally got up a couple of hours later and the peace and quiet was no more. The television on I decided to do a little painting. I have started yet another painting here at home. It is the cowboy hats. So yesterday and today I did the blocking in of the hats and lamp. Of course it is different in the drawing I did but should be fun and a challenge.