One Funeral and a Wedding

 It has been a busy past few days. My daughter and her long time fella got married. It was a small affair at the JP's office, but we wanted it to be special. I think it was.

Her father drove in from Michigan. Tim and I were the other two attendees. We decided to have a nice dinner out afterwards. 

I got a bouquet of flowers for Brianna and made boutonnieres for Don and William, who had suits for the occasion. William was the ring bearer.

I wanted a small cake too, snd the young girl who did the decorating understood the assignment, e en tough the don't make wedding cakes.  They had no toppers, but I went back to the Christmas aisle and got a dated wedding ornament for their tree. I was very disappointed not to find a little bride and groom, but it just is what it is.

 When I stopped in the next morning to pick up the cake, the same young woman was there. She said, 'the cake turned out so beautiful!'  

I took the pasteboard box from her and said, 'You know what?  I had no doubts that it would be.' When we opened up the box later, everyone ooh'd and ah'd. It really was perfect. 

Behind it, you will see William. He was pranking his aunts and uncle. He had ordered a root beer and was delighted to see it looked like an actual beer bottle.

(No actual alcohol consumed.)

The ceremony was done in short order. William produced the rings on cue. Promises made. 

We tried to get pictures afterwards, but the wind picked up and a cold rain started, so between us all, we only got a hundred or so.

We went to the restaurant and had a good meal. The restaurant is noted for their fish and seafood as well as their steak. I think everyone ended up with some version of seafood, but there was a lot of joy and chatter, so...I forget.

In the end, two people were married. That is the most important thing.

I would have forgotten the funeral in all the hubbub. Lester wasn't related, really, but he was a good, good man that our family claimed, the grandfather of some of my nieces and nephews. Much beloved.  There will be an empty plate at the Thanksgiving table this year, and we will all feel his absence. I am glad my sister reminded me of it. Tim and I went flying in at the last minute, but we made it.

This morning, I stopped in to thank the cake decorator. In an interested voice, she asked, "Was the celebration special? Were you able to find a topper?"  I was really touched. I told her that everyone was delighted with her work. 

Ii guess the only other thing of note is that last night we went to an historic theater to see the 1931 versions of Frankenstein with Boris Karlov and Dracula with Bela Lugosi. William commented that the special effects were pretty cheesy. We all laughed as we explained to him that in 1931, movies with sound were still a novelty. The special effects were, for their time, cutting edge.

This is a pretty disjointed post, but it has been a pretty disjointed few days.