A Neighborhood Wedding

Sisters of the Bride

Brothers of the Bride

The Bride

Mother of the Bride

program fans

Neighbor Officiating

Mr. and Mrs.

Still Cleaning Out

Sometimes, I think I will never be "cleaned out"---I keep discovering stuff I no longer need---recipes, for example.  I have 4 drawers full of recipes I've cut out, copied and saved over the years---recipes I never use because a) I can't find the one I want b) it is easier to look on line.

I am not throwing them ALL out, but I am throwing out the ones I have saved for 30-40 years and never used.  A friend was telling me yesterday that her goal is to fix one thing she's pinned on pinterest each week this summer.

Meanwhile, I am finding lots of great recipes I'd forgotten all about.  These are all from my dear sister-in-law, Donna.

No, I can't get rid of these recipes---they pull me closer to those who shared them with me.

Happy 43rd Anniversary

I had intended to have photos from our wedding each year on this blog, but I missed a few years.  For other photos, click here and here.

 These were the "hippy" years.  Although I didn't get married outside in a park like I would have liked.  I did have a wonderful outdoor reception planned in our church brick courtyard which had ivy everywhere---the ivy in my bouquet and hair were a nod to the outdoor reception. . . .it rained.  So, we were in the church basement---one of my least favorite places at Bellefontaine Methodist Church.  Protestants in the Mid-West and the South did not have large receptions but cake and punch in the church basement.  My reception was supposed to be an upgrade with appetizers, finger food in an outside reception. . . .oh well, we had a good time

The bouquet was caught by my high school friend Vicki (one of several who weren't invited but came anyway which was great)  My brother Jim caught the garter mostly because everyone else kept their hands in their pockets.  After the reception, I changed into my "going away" outfit and headed to Dave's gold Volvo.  We kept the weddings and reception simple back then and 43 years later we are still together.

 The photographer gave me the photo below free because it was so horrible of me and Dad---my eyes are half closed and my always thin father looks like he has a beer belly.