we had a great time so far today. did make it to the gym and did fine. ran into a guy from S5's friend's karate party there. funny, he asked me on saturday where he knew me from and I figured I just had one of those familiar looking faces. nope, we go to the same gym. lol. so I went up to him when I recognized him and chatted for a bit. relax, he's married. still, me being outgoing and chatting with someone new is always good, especially at the gym when I tend to put my head down, my ipod on, and zone into myself.
took the kids to the farm and had fun...did the hay ride, ate apple cider donuts, looked at the animals, ran around a bit, then headed into the hedge maze. now, normally I like to think I have a good sense of direction. driving, walking, etc, I'm pretty decent, but mazes, well, they elude me, always have. I am awful with them. S5 led the way, he insisted, I was more than happy, but we never did find the center. lol. D3 was whining that her legs were hurting so we had to call it a day, promised we'd go back again on friday. better luck next time!
we just finished making a pie, its in the oven baking now. busy day, good day. off to D3's dance class soon.
mk, to answer your question (and be scared that you asked), H and I always have loved october. its beautiful here in new england (normally, although the freak hot spells here are kind of dulling it down this year...gee, just seems fitting somehow, lol). we got engaged in november and were talking dates and we both were on the same page...october. it just fit. originally wanted 10/11/97, but we found out my aunt had a conflict so changed it to 10/18. october was it for us...its beautiful out, not too hot, not too cold. we got married during a span of time when all of our friends were getting married...the span lasted around 6 years, every year we had one wedding after another it seemed, at least 4 or 5 a year. most were in the summer and we would sweat, sweat, sweat (no central air at the time) while getting ready. I remember saying I do NOT want to sweat in my dress. lol.
we had the most picture perfect wedding day. bright blue skies, the leaves brilliant with their fall colors. we were married at 11 am at our church, our priest knew us well and made it very personal. my mom even made the communion bread. everything was just wonderful, the reception after was at a beautiful inn...good food (what I got of it), great company, a fun time overall. like I said, couldn't have asked for a better day...I have many fond memories. and omg, H looked stunning. he wore a morning suit and I remember almost passing out when I saw him because he looked so good.
here is the bad part. my mom had made the pew markers...she used grapevine wreaths, ribbon, dried flowers, they were really pretty. each was spoken for after the wedding...the bridesmaids/mil/mom/grandmas/aunts all were getting one. H and I had rented an old style Bentley and they had just loaded me into it (big dress) for the trip from the church to the reception when I saw my mom coming out of the church with this crazy woman on her heels. my mom was saying that she was sorry, but she didn't have any wreaths to spare. this woman kept screaming at my mom, practically attacking her, and no-one was paying any attention but me, who couldn't do anything because I was in the car with the big giant dress on. the only people who were around at that point were H and the driver, and I started screaming that they needed to do something, finally they caught a clue and rescued my mom, but not before the crazy woman cursed me and my marriage. yes, she did. she said it would end badly, there wouldn't be happiness, etc, etc.
I know she was a lunatic. apparently she had waited in the church and tried to take all the pew markers and mom had told her she couldn't have them. but I do think about it from time to time now, given what has happened to my marriage.
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"Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is that little voice at the end of the day that says, 'I'll try again tomorrow.'"
