My family drives me crazy! Of course I love them; I love them so much. But they are so loud! And crazy. Yesterday while I was at the wedding my brother went riding on his dirt bike and got four tickets (riding on the railroad tracks, evading police, etc.) so now he is all depressed. Everyone is sitting around trying to solve his problems while simultaneously schedule our travel arrangements to Salt Lake City and Logan, and of course everyone has a very loud opinion. They wonder why I would never come over and visit them when I lived in town--it's just so loud here! Sigh... even the dogs are barking.
However, like I said, I do love my family and I enjoy spending time with them. I had a nice time with them at church today, and I made french toast afterwards and we all played Apples to Apples. I won twice!
Earlier today I went to Somerhill Gallery because J and J were having an informal wedding reception there, it being (sort of) the place where they met and fell in love. I say "sort of" because the gallery has since moved and opened in a nicer, grander location. We were all coworkers at the time, she the receptionist, he the part-time holiday helper. She had recently been engaged to another guy, but it wasn't working out and she began spending more and more time with J. One day she was particularly giddy, "prancing around the art glass," as she remembers. I told her I thought she must be in love, and apparently that was the moment that she realized she was, and soon after that the two began dating for reals.
It's always fun to go to the gallery and see Joe, my former boss. The space is gorgeous, and there is no better place to spend a rainy morning--getting my fill of brightly colored art glass, amazing paintings and photography, and spectacular sculptures. Don't even get me started on the jewelry! There was another event taking place at the gallery following the reception, so I volunteered to help set up the jewelry cases. I'll never say no to getting my hands on fabulous jewelry! I also helped J & J with cleanup because their caterer turned out to be horrible and didn't do anything. And I played with Joe's dogs, of course.
The bride and groom are headed to a Mexico honeymoon and then on to a lovely life together in Asheville. It was so fun to see them again and share in the big occasion! And it was just like old times cleaning the kitchen of the gallery with them, laughing as they took the trash out together--hardly a romantic way to begin a marriage, but certainly a practical one.