Wedding Time!

A girl we've known since time began got married last Saturday, here are some pics from the wedding. Keira and Alex at the ceremony.
There was a break of about 2 hours between the ceremony and the reception where the bridal party was getting their pictures done. We went out for ice cream. :)

Anna is such an amazing ice cream model. I swear cars started pulling in from all directions when they saw her eating her cone in front of the sign.

Anna and I.

Beautiful toes.

Chris and Teresa chowing down.

Anna and Emily.

The tables were so pretty I had to take pictures. We got to bring home the sweet center piece.

Cutting the cake Alex's mom made. It was so cool.

And it was DELICIOUS! I hardly ever eat wedding cake because I really can't stand it. But it looked so good I tried it, and it was amazing.

Sarah and Jordan. (Sarah was a bridesmaid)

Mom and Dad.

"There is something about the outside of a horse that is good for the inside of a man." ~Winston Churchill

(Natalie and me riding on Friday)

We Shalt Not!

I just came across these pictures and must post them. They make me laugh.The story that goes along with these is as follows:
One day someone decided to make a meal called Kansas City Steak Strips. I could hardly stomache it, it was so gross. Emily and I agreed that it was an experience we should only have to endure once. So when Sarah anounced that she was making it again, we decided to go on strike. We did our hair really weird (somehow that was important), threw some strange accessories on, and came down stairs ready to make our statement. After taking pictures of course. We sat down at the table (trying not to laugh) and didn't eat a bite. I believe we were fully justified in our rebellion. It is really the worst meal ever invented, and it is the only time in my life that I refused to eat something. After all, I had already eaten it once! (Under normal circumstances I would have been forced to eat it, or disciplined, or both, but as it was, my wonderful father felt sympathy for us [and for himself I am sure] and let us get away with it.)Well, now you know. It is no longer a secret. I am an imperfect, rebellious, rude, disrespectful-of-my-sister's-culinary-creations, peevish child. I will simply blame it on the fact that it happened 4 years ago, and I'm sure it will never happen again (especially since we hid the recipe).

Masterpiece

Perfection shatters
Into broken glass
There is nothing left
Of the masquerade
In the broken pieces
I see my reflection
The truth is harsh
And cuts like a blade
Who I thought I was
Was only a facade
The picture was painted
And hid every flaw
What I see now
Is dirty and ragged
The image is me
Not the dream that I saw
Tears stream down
My filthy cheeks
I cannot bear to see
What I have become
I turn my face
To hide my shame
But there is no place
That I can run
A hand reaches out
And touches my shoulder
I turn to see Him
Who I have ignored
His eyes see past
My faded beauty
They look deep in my soul
And pierce like a sword
I try to run
But He holds me still
Then He says something
I shall never forget
"I've always loved you
And I always will
I gave you life
And that I'll never regret
You are a masterpiece
A work of art
Others have bound you
But now you are free
Free of the mask
You once hid behind
You are ugly to them
But beautiful to Me."

Flying High

Enjoy the Green

It's rainy. It's cold. There's nothing incredibly interesting to blog about right now, but I'll try. :) A couple weeks ago (when it was warm) Mom, Anna, and I went on a walk through our woods. I was running around like crazy picking random flowers, branches, ferns, etc. I was a little spring happy. So I came home with a very interesting assortment of foliage, threw them in a vase, and this was the outcome:

Very wild and random, but I like it. It's not important that the ferns and most of the apple blossoms died the next day, or that there was a pile of little white petals all over our table for the next few days. It made me happy while it lasted.
Just look at that luscious green loveliness. Okay, I'll stop now.

5k

Mother's Day morning found half of us at a 5k race. Teresa and Emily ran it, Mom and I watched and cheered them on. :) Teresa has run lots of them, but it was Emily's first. It was really cold and the roads they ran on were hilly, so it was pretty tough. Teresa came in 12th place (out of about 40) and went back to run with Emily for the last little stretch. Emily had been right behind this little boy (in the yellow) for most of the race and they were both sprinting at the end. And just at the last instant Emily passed him.

All these pictures were taken on Emily's camera phone because I didn't have time to grab a camera, but I love this one. Emily is completely on the air!

Waiting for results...Mom, Emily, Teresa, me.

Happy Mother's Day

Spring Time

This is what it's looking like around here: Blue sky, green grass...

Almost green trees...

Geese with 7 little ones on our pond...

And tulips.

I love all the color! I've mowed the lawn twice this year, and Em mowed it once. It's a good feeling.

Thomas

I must introduce you to the newest member of our family: Thomas. He is a very pleasant fellow, quite serene, doesn't bite, never argues, and is a great listener. He just sits up there on the all mostly, but I think he's okay with that.

He came to us yesterday, shipped from Quebec where my Dad went caribou hunting last September. I named him Thomas, Sarah named him Rodriguez, and Teresa named him Flynn. I think the poor man is going to have an identity crisis soon if we don't just agree on the same name. But since I was the first one to name him, Thomas it will be (at least in my book), and that is what I shall call him. :)

Band Meeting - The Downtown Fiction

I've never listened to them in my life, but this is just too hysterical. :)