Showing posts with label Wedding Bells. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wedding Bells. Show all posts

Monday, December 31, 2012

Sayonara, 2012….I Will Not Miss You

2012.  It's been a looooonnnnnng year.

A year of both good, and bad.  Much joy, much heartache.  Hope, deferred.

A year of both decision and indecision.

A year of mostly waiting. 

I have a huge knowing, in me, that 2013 will be much better.  I cannot explain it…but I know it. Have you been there?

Come midnight tonight, we will have made the turn into the year 2013.

Tonight, we celebrate the wedding of dear friends, at a beautiful place in the Hill Country.  And within that celebration, we'll also celebrate us…ThatManILove and I.

What better place, than a wedding, to remind us of all we have to anticipate, experience, and enjoy?  

What better place?

Happy New Year, y'all.  May all your dreams come true in 2013.


Friday, May 13, 2011

Sttttrrrrreeeeeeeettttttttttcccccccccchhhhhhhh....

Looks like Blogger had an owie, and my regularly scheduled post...didn’t.
I really am trying to post a little bit every day, but I guess you’ll have to wait until Monday for the next funny story in “Mi Vida Loca”!
Tonight, I attended my son’s engagement party.  It was fun.  His mom hosted it...no, not me, but his real mom.  I have the honor of being Younger Son’s stepmom, but that’s a word we use rarely.
I’m Janie.  (Big stretch there, huh?)  When he introduces ThatManILove and I to people, he says, “This is my mom, Janie, and my dad, TMIL*”  (*He really calls him “Dad” but introduces him by his given name.)  Sometimes, he calls me Mamarazzi.  I don’t have a clue why.  (Right.)
Two sets of divorced parents can be a tough deal, for the parents, the steps, and the kiddos.  Tonight, TMIL was stuck on location, so I went and picked up the grandparents, and basically...headed over to TMIL's ex-wife’s house for his son's party.
Was I scared?  No.  Was I nervous?  You bet.  I’ve never been inside her house, and TMIL wasn’t with me.  TMIL and I have been married for 10+ years, and they were divorced 7 + years before I met TMIL.  But, still, it’s kinda weird, you know?
There was no need for nervousness...she was amazing and gracious.  Her house is absolutely beautiful, and we were welcomed with open arms.  The party was fun, and it was good to see Younger Son’s friends and meet his fiancee’s parents.  And it was good for me to be out of my comfort zone, ya know?

There was a really funny moment.  Younger Son's grandmother was trying to take a picture of the couple, and trying to get the decorated cake in the picture as well.  Photographer Janie, who knows all, you know (ahem), lifted the cake at a slant and told the couple to hold it "just at this angle".  Grandmother was trying to catch the perfect smile from them, and thank God, a friend said, "Is that cake moving?" - and it WAS!  It was sliding down the cake sheet!  They straightened it up just in time, or that cake would have been on the floor.  It was quite the icebreaker, and it.was.MY.fault.  Oh yeah, baby, it's never boring around here!
Tomorrow?  A baby shower, and then, babysitting this little 6 month old Kingston for a co-worker.  (The little tyke doesn’t yet know it, but he’s going to be in another Janie photo shoot.  (DUH.))  It will be fun, he's grown so much since his last session!


Kingston was 4 months old here - isn't he beautiful!

And by then, hopefully, TMIL will be home for the weekend.
Y’all have a good one.  I hope Blogger lets me post this!  I’d hate for y’all to miss out on the ups and downs of my exciting day today. (Yawn...)
Happy trails, y’all!