~one handed posting~

i am determined to post today, but to make life easier i'm going to type everything lower case. please bear with me. you have all made me laugh with your ideas of how i broke my wrist. let me tell you, it wasn't glamorous. it was, in fact, just plain stupid.

i think i'll start at the beginning. we left home at six a.m on friday.


we stopped for breakfast in buffalo, and then had a long but uneventful trip to holland. we arrived around 4 pm. with some delays and snafus, we finally met up with our kids. we had a fun time sitting by the hotel pool and catching up with family and friends.

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saturday morning found us at breakfast at bob evans



wake up brian



it's difficult to snap the entire table



our waitress was a good sport

the wedding was perfect in every way. meghan and casey were adorable. looking at them, you could see their love. it was so adorable and romantic. casey's dad is a pastor and performed the ceremony. he also played the bongos and sang with a guitarist and pianist during the lighting of the unity candle. his meditation was a perfect mix of humor and solemnity.

i thought sure i wouldn't cry, but the moment i saw laurie, i reached for my tissues - well actually, jim had the tissues.

we had some time to kill before the reception so we went to 8th st. and had coffee at my favorite coffee shop in holland.



all dressed up in our wedding duds



we were joined by jeff, lara and sienna



and, of course, i found flowers to photograph



on to the reception which was lovely. the food was yummy, the wine good, the cake delicious. most of all, the fellowship was fabulous.




laurie with bob's aunt and uncle and his mom



our former pastor, john niytray with his dear wife and daughter



the happy mothers



a proud grandfather



cutting the cake

this is the point when things went a little sour for me. the wedding couple had just started their dance. paige decided she should start home to chicago. we all got up to walk her out. true to form, i was totally engrossed in telling a story. foolishly, i turned to face my family, walking backwards and chattering away. there was a step in the patio that led to a lower walkway. OOPS!!!

i think i'll stop here and finish with the details later.

one last thing - jim has an appointment with a hand specialist next week. please continue to pray about his terrible pain.